song for this chapter:
'the story' by conan gray
(repeat it)
• laiyas pov •
when i found out, i wasnt surprised. i mean, how could i not be pregnant? but it was a lot to take in, considering what happened that night. i was still recovering physically, and mentally, and my shot wound was bad.
not to mention, all of this trauma wouldnt be good for my baby. i immediately became protective of them, and didnt want anything bad for them.
when danny came to visit, i knew i had to tell him. considering our circumstances, i didnt know whether he would be happy or not.
"im having a baby" i said.
his face lit up.
"really? like, for real?" he asked, holding my hand tightly. it hurt, because our baby was made on the worst night of our lives.
"yes" i said, tears filling my eyes. i blinked them back, and saw that he was trying not to cry. he gave me a hug, and we both shared our happiness for a few moments.
until,
"hey!" gabi came into my room. she was never the same, it stirred her up, someone almost killing two of her friends, only to find their dad killed her parents, all in her own house.
"hey!" i replied.
"wait why are you crying?" gabi looked concerned.
"gabi, i have news." i replied, beckoning her over. she walked to my bedside.
"what?" she looked worried.
"im pregnant!" i said. she looked so excited. she looked over at danny, and she congratulated me.
"im so proud of you laiya!" she said, giving me a look.
"when is it due?" she asked, processing her thoughts.
"may" i said. she smiled, and hugged me.
"youre having a baby!" gabi said, tearing up.
"i know!" i said back. it was emotional. we were all alive, and there was one more of us.
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i finally got out of hospital a few days later, maybe 5 or 6? i finally got to go home to avas friends house, and i saw everyone. it was sad, the last time i saw them was on that night.
i had got the nightmares. everyone got them. in hospital it was better, they looked after me. when i went to bed with danny, he held me in his arms and we fell asleep.
it started in gabis house. it played out exactly like that night, but worse. nick killed everyone but me, and i woke up just as he was about to kill me.
i sat up, sweating. i was crying. danny sat up. he held me, and rocked back and forth slowly.
we sat there, me crying, danny holding me, for a long time. it was comforting, knowing danny was feeling the same as me. eventually, i got a headache from all the crying.
i ran my fingers over dannys scars. they were raised off his skin, on his hand and his wrist. it only reminded me more of what had happened.
it was a bad night, but it helped knowing i would be going home to england soon, with elle, cleo and danny.
but for now, we were in my room, me and one of the many people i loved, my boyfriend, and the dad of my baby.
danny diaz, and laiya cirillo.
