Rochelle POV
Two weeks laterElvis's whole demeanor really changed once we left Germany, Even though he still talks about Priscilla to the mafia which is hard to deal with. He's been different with me, and I can't tell if it's a good thing or not.
I could hardly sleep all night, Every two seconds Elvis got up went down stairs and came up all night. Plus my back has been aching from the baby, and not to mention I have a Basketball belly now.
"Elle...." I heard Elvis's gently whisper into my ear, while he gently shook me. I swatted a hand at him turning the other way.
"Go, away." I groaned, Elvis opened the curtians that hung above our bed. I put Elvis pillow over my head.
"Elle, Come on. We gonna have guest's today. Don't you wanna get all dolled up?" I Felt Elvis's body laying now next to me, He peeked under the pillow.
"Elvis, I barley slept an hour. I'm pregnant and tired, Leave." I turned the other way, leaving my back faced to him.
"Elle.... You know I'm sorry, I... I can't ever sleep... Especially since the military honey."Elvis layed his chin on my shoulder, Wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Why don't you tell me these things? Before we dated you Used to tell me everything and now... We hardly speak." A small tear dribbled down my cheek, I turned my body towards him, He lifted my chin.
"I don't know... I feel different with you now... Like we aren't close as we were you know?" He brushed my bangs behind my ear.
"I know.... Why do you think that? Maybe we've gotten used to each other?" I questioned.
"What do you mean?" Elvis sat up from the bed.
"Well like my parents for example, You know they split about a year ago my mama finally told me why. She said it was because they gotten too close and they just started fighting all the time ." I fiddled with my fingers.
"You... You don't think that about us... Right?" Elvis made his way to our bed.
"Well... We haven't you know... Since you found out I was pregnant."I sighed, Elvis chipped my cheeks.
"Baby.... You know why, I've been so damn busy... People calling every minute of the night pris-"
"Priscilla?!" I questioned, I moved his hand from my face getting up from the bed. "You said she was just a "fan" I quoted him.
"Baby she is, I just.-" I pushed him away from me, putting on my robe.
"She what Elvis? Huh? Is she the guest that was coming later?" I questioned gripping my hair in frustration.
"Elle.." Elvis sighed.
"No! Don't make any excuses now, Just tell me!" I yelled, Elvis rolled his eyes.
"Yes! Okay! Yes, it was her and her parents." Elvis explained.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing first she was just a fan than a friend and now what? How long does he really think this is gonna last.
"Really Elvis? Really? How long did you think this little Lie was gonna last!" I scoffed, Tears fromed in my eyes but I wasn't gonna cry in front of him about this. They were more from my anger than hurt.
"Ellle...I... I don't know. "Elvis shook his head, I crossed my arms in discussed.
"You're gonna do this to me when I'm 7 months pregnant! Really!" I couldn't hold the tears any longer, They just started pouring.
Elvis rushed over to me wrapping his arms around my waist, I pushed him away from me.
"You can Have Priscilla for all I care" I hurried around the room just stuffing things in my bag.
Elvis watched in disbelief, Like he was in a trance. Not even looking at me. I Felt a hand on my elbow.
"I'll be done with her, Just please.... Don't leave."I heard him whimper.
I sat my stuff back down, Tuning around in his arms.
"Why? Why did you do this?" I cried, He chupped my cheeks Giving me a sultry Kiss backing me up against the wall.
He broke apart from the kiss giving me Kisses on my neck, I gripped his while playing with his hair.
"I'm sorry... I am..." He mumbled, He carried me across the room and gently layed me onto the bed. Slowly taking my nighty off.
He made love to me twice, Expressing how sorry he was. He held me in his arms stroking my hair.
"You're not done with her are you..." I whispered, but when I didn't hear anything I looked up and he was already sleeping.
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His best friend
FanfictionRochelle Anderson has always been Elvis's best friend, even since in diapers but when Elvis leaves to military will things get more serious between the two.