Pregnant!?! (The Last Of Us Fanfic)

"Gentle" Training

Joel POV

"Why are you late?" I ask as Ellie approaches the cabin.

"Why are you still outside?" Ellie asks me.

"Ellie-"

"Joel, I'm tired and hungry and smelly, and I also have to pee!" She says, pushing past me.

"How was the testing? Did they finally figure something out?" I ask, following her into the cabin.

"Maybe, there's a good chance that they may have figured something out," She says, opening the cabin. I jump forward to catch the door before it closes in my face.

"Did you tell Clara yet?" I ask. Ellie stops dead in her tracks and turns around to look at me. Whoops.

"Joel, why all the questions?" She says, angered.

"Ellie, why all the attitude?" I say back, regretting it.

"I have a fucking baby growing inside of me, Joel! I'm also a teenager so all the hormones that a woman could possibly have are inside of me right now! They are fuming and crying and laughing and doing everything at once! I've also had a long day and can't deal with your shit right now," Ellie says, throwing her coat onto the rack and kicking her shoes off.

"Winter is coming to a close..." I say, trying to change the topic.

"Good, because all it has seemed to do for me the past few years is cause problems and create hell," She says, walking towards the bathroom.

"What happened last year that made it so bad? We were at Tommy's-"

"I liked a girl and they died from pneumonia," Ellie says, then she slams the bathroom door. Sheesh.

I sit down on the couch and stretch my legs, feeling the soreness in them from the day's work. Outside, the sun is starting to set. Normally, there would be daylight savings time around this time. I remember always forgetting to turn the clocks forward in the spring. In the fall, I was happy to turn the clocks back so I could sleep an hour longer. The snow is finally starting to melt as well...which means mud season is coming. This winter really dumped the snow on us, whether we needed it or not.

I hear a bang in the bathroom then Ellie swearing right after. I'm about to yell out to see if she's okay but decide not to cause that may make her mad. After a couple more minutes, she comes back out but with her shirt up, revealing her belly. She's also holding her forehead.

"Joel, I'm starting to show. Through my T-shirt!" She wines as she walks towards me.

"It's okay, Ellie. That's natural," I say.

"It's not okay though. This was a mistake! I can't bring a child into this goddamn world! Especially right now! I'm sixteen Joel, SIXTEEN!" She screams, getting closer to me.

"Ellie, I didn't come to visit you just to be yelled at. I'm just trying to help you," I say, wishing I knew what I really wanted to say. I'm upset with Finn but we can't change the past.

"I'm not yelling!" Ellie screams at me, then looks down to her shoes, quieting her voice, "Joel, I want to end it. Maybe I can induce some kind of labor or something! Or you can hit me really hard in the stomach or shoot me-"

"Woah," I say, standing up and putting my hands up. "I'm not going to help you kill this baby...you could easily die from any kind of trauma you cause!" I say, raising my voice.

"I have lived through numerous traumas...especially these last months! I think I could survive a miscarriage especially if I was the one to induce it," She says.