Where The Wild Things Grow | Paul Lahote

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Talise sat in her car, she knew her dad was home because of the cop car parked in the driveway. She frowned. There was no way she could hide her pregnancy from her dad, she's under his insurance. He'll get the bill from today.

Grabbing her purse, she made her way into the house.

When she walked in, she could hear her dad in the kitchen cleaning up some dishes.

"I was gonna wash them, dad."

Mark jumped at her voice, clearly not aware that she made it home.

"Tali, you scared me, geez." He laughed. He dried off his hands and turned to her. "Where have you been all day?"

Talise leaned on the doorway. "Out."

Mark smirked. "Well obviously."

She gave her dad a small smile before placing her things down with a sigh. She walked over to the dining table. "Daddy, we have to talk."

Make haven't heard her say "daddy" in so long so he knew it was serious but he was in such a playful mood. "What? You're not pregnant, are you?" He laughed. Talise froze.

When he noticed his daughter's firm expression, he softened up a bit. "Tali? Princess?"

It was like she couldn't respond, instead she cried. And that was enough of an answer for Mark. He walked over to her and engulfed her in a warm hug. "Oh, Talise." He ran his hair through her dark hair, that happened to be straight that day.

"I'm so sorry, daddy," Talise sobbed, wrapping her arms around his neck so tight.

"Don't be. It's okay, baby. We're gonna get through this." He pulled away from her and brushed a few strands of hair out of her face. "Are you keeping it?"

Talise smiled. "Yeah. I mean, I'm too far along to not go through with it."

"How far along are you?"

"Nearly five months, twenty weeks."

Mark eyes widen. He was definitely not prepared for that answer. "And you just found out yourself?"

Talise shrugged. "I've been so busy with school that I didn't really pay attention to my body."

He nodded. He didn't know how to feel. He was confused, shock, a little hurt...but he wasn't mad. Technically, she's an adult, a young adult but an adult. He'd prefer her to be 18 and pregnant, not 16. He thought about something for a moment. "Does Paul know? Is it his?"

Talise shook her head. "He doesn't know yet. And yes, it's his."

Mark ran his fingers through his hair. "Wow, me...a grandad. I'm young."

Talise raised an eyebrow. "You're not that young, dad. You're only two years younger than Uncle Billy, and he's like forty-eight."

Mark then flexed his muscles. "You every seen guns like that on an old man."

The young lady laughed. "Yeah, I'm looking at him." Mark looked offended, he then started making jokes about how the unborn baby will think she's old one day.

{Where The Wild Things Grow}

Paul has been looking to spend time with his girlfriend for the past week. Sam had him double on patrol because of that red-headed leech keep coming back to La Push and Forks.

The wolf boy couldn't wait to hold his girl, kiss her, connect with her.

He's been working really hard on his anger, just for her. Ever since they started dating two years ago, she's made him a better person step by step.