Enemies with Babies

two || informal introductions

At first, their faces were blank.

They looked at me puzzled – both Gina and my dad – as if they didn't hear me properly, or they just didn't believe the announcement I just revealed in my vulnerable state.

That kind of reaction made me even more anxious than I was before. If I got this type of reaction from my parents, how would Alexander react?

"You're... pregnant?" My dad asked after a long time of silence.

Tears didn't stop pouring down my cheeks. Pregnancy made me all hormonal, and the fact that my dad may hate for me for this made me want to cry more.

Nodding, I wiped my cheeks in an attempt to dry some of the dampness on my cheeks. I was unable to speak, due to the huge lump that formed in my throat.

"I thought you'd be more responsible! I understand how a lot of teenagers these days are.. sexually active, but how could you be so irresponsible about it? Is the father your boyfriend?" My dad ranted.

I've never seen him this mad. It made me want to go to a corner and cry in a fetus position. Actually, I think midway into crouching down into a fetus position would make me sob even more as it would remind me of the fetus I would be carrying after the embryo stage.

I nodded once again, answering his last question.

My dad threw his hands up in exaggeration. "Well, at least that's something you were responsible about. Honestly, I'm so disappointed."

Tempted to shield my face away with my hands and cry some more, I tried swallowing the lump in my throat to talk. However, Gina beat me to it.

"Honey, don't be so hard on her. How do you think she must feel about it? Do you think Kelsie planned on getting pregnant at seventeen?" My dad stared blankly, as Gina turned to me. "We're here for you, sweetie. Whatever you choose to do, we'll support you. OK?"

I nodded as I went in for a hug. My dad hugged me as well, muttering 'I'm sorry' and 'I'm here for you' over and over.

**

After a long time of just cuddling and talking to Dad and Gina about what was currently going on with my body, I decided to go visit Alexander.

I realised I needed to talk to him; after all, I was carrying our baby, and by avoiding him all the time it would put a strain on our incredibly new relationship.

Knocking on the door, I braced myself to see Alex. I sort of hoped he wouldn't be the one to open the door, however, when I saw him standing there, shirtless with some joggers hanging loosely of his waist, looking quite tired, I instantly regretted that mental chant.

"Kelsie," Alexander said my name as if he was surprised to see me. "What're you doing here?"

I went in to hug him, the familiar scent of his cologne hitting my nostrils.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, actually, that I just.. ignored you." My voice came out muffled from his shoulder.

His hands wrapped around my waist, his head resting on top of mine. "You had me stressed out, Kels. I thought you wanted to break up with me already."

Nope. After I tell you the real reason, you may be the person that wants out.

I really wanted to tell Alexander about my pregnancy. But I was scared to – I didn't want him to leave me. Obviously, I would tell him anyway – he would want to know something like this.

But I didn't have to tell him yet.

"Well, what do we have here? Is this the infamous Kelsie Fray I've heard so much about?" A guy came from being Alexander.

He also had dirty-blonde hair, only his hair was shorter than Alexander's, and he looked like he was twenty.

Alex pulled away from me and sighed. I looked from Alex to the guy repeatedly, before sneering his question.

"I guess?" How else was I supposed to reply?

Alexander chose to cut in before the guy behind him could say something. "Kelsie," he began. "That's my older brother, Nicholas." Alexander turned around to face the guy – his brother – and spoke to him. "And that's my girlfriend now, so you can leave."

Nicholas smirked at me before walking back inside, to whatever room he felt like. Once Alex looked back at me, I looked shocked.

"I've known you for almost eight years and I've never known you have a brother. Why's that?" I asked him, smiling.

He shook his head. "I don't have a brother; I have two. My oldest brother, Damien, just doesn't live near here anymore. And I never told you about them because the conversation just never came up."

I nodded my head in agreement. "Fair enough."

Taking my hand, he then pulled me inside, taking me upstairs to his room. Alexander then locked the door and watched me as I sat down on his bed.

"I'm just going to be straightforward – why were you avoiding me? Because I really can't understand." He asked me, his green-grey eyes gazing into my own brown ones.

My breath hitched in my throat. "Alex—"

He shook his head. "I just want the reason. Please, Kelsie. You nearly killed me by doing this. At least tell me why."

Should I tell him now? He probably wouldn't believe any other excuse I could come up with. Besides, if Alexander loves me like he says he does, he wouldn't leave me just like that, would he?

Then again, this is still Alexander – the guy I grew up hating, and only recently started loving. If he really wants to, he can be very unpredictable. And I only just stopped 'ignoring' him.

Laying something like that on him might overwhelm him.

So I chose not to say anything.

"I can't tell you now," I have to brace myself first. "But I will tell you eventually. I promise."

Alexander looked at me for a moment, before signing. "Fine."

Coming over to the bed, he sat next to me. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear – like every cliché couple – before leaning in.

I moved my head up so that our lips could meet in a gentle yet passionate kiss. I was still very aware that he was shirtless; the outlines of his abs were my constant reminders.

My crazy hormones wanted us to go further. But I couldn't do it – it would only stay a kiss, no matter how intoxicating.

"Kelsie," he groaned as my hands rested on his exposed chest.

He fell back on the bed and pulled me down with him.

I was about to put our kissing to a halt, when the rattle of the doorknob made us split apart from each other.

"Alex! Alex! Are you able to come help me make a cheese toastie as I am hungry, or are you too busy f*****g your girl?" The somewhat familiar voice of Alexander's brother came from the other side of the door.

Alex looked at me, from his position on the floor, as if he was requesting my opinion.

"I need to go home anyway," I shrugged.

Alexander looked at me, questioningly. "Sure you won't ignore me again?"

I smiled, pecking his lips before unlocking the door and saying goodbye to Nicholas. Then, I left walking to where I parked my car.

I couldn't help but feel guilty to not telling him.