Fuentes Time
Now you're having a baby
I stood in front of Paris' house. I knocked the door and waited. After a minute the door opened and Paris's Mum answered. I smiled brightly at her and she smiled warmly back. Her Mum is lovely. She thinks I'm a good influence on Paris - ha. She also thought Dad was my big brother when she first met him.
"Effy, how are you?" she asked.
"I'm okay," I shrugged. "Is Paris there?"
"She's in her room. But she's grounded,"
"Oh no," I bit down on my lip. "Why?"
"She came home drunk last weekend," she explained. I have waited a week to do this. I couldn't bring myself to do it before.
"Could I go and talk to her for one minute?" I begged.
"I'd love to let you. But her dad is getting quite strict,"
"Please," I tried.
"I'm sorry. I can get her to phone you though,"
"Okay, thanks," I sighed. I waved to her and turned away. She closed the door and I took heavy steps to the pavement. I sat down at the kerb and put my head in my hands. What am I going to do now? I got my phone out and scrolled down until I came to Mike's number. I held my phone to my ear and waited.
"What's up, kid?" Mike asked.
"Nothing, that's the point," I mumbled.
"Have you done the test?" he asked.
"Nope," I shook my head.
"Are you with Paris?"
"No, she's grounded,"
"Oh," Mike said quietly. "Isn't there anyone else you could tell?"
"No, I can't. I can't do it on my own, Mike," I sighed tiredly.
"I know, I know. Just calm down," he urged. "Do you want to take the test?"
"Yeah,"
"Not on your own?"
"No,"
"How would you feel about meeting my girlfriend and her being there with you?" he asked carefully.
"Since when do you have a girlfriend?" I asked.
"Since a few months,"
"And you didn't tell me?!"
"Sorry, look she's staying at a hotel in SD because she's doing a shoot there. I think you'd get on you. You'd like her, Ef'. She's into the same things as you,"
"Like what?"
"Boys. Drinking. Getting high."
"She sounds okay, I guess," I replied.
"You'll love her," he told me. "I'll tell her to pick up the test on the way to my place and you can meet her there,"
"Okay," I agreed.
"Good, I'll phone her now,"
"Mike?" I bit my lip.
"Yes?"
"I'm scared, Mike," I told him.
"I know, Ef'. But just get this over with. You're going to be okay. I'm here and so is Alysha. We're not going to tell Vic. You won't get into any trouble," he soothed.
"I love you," I rushed.
"I love you too. Now get yourself to my place,"
"Okay," I said. "Bye," I hung up. I stood up and started walking. It wasn't much further to Mike's.
When I reached Mike's apartment building I got my keys out. I opened the door and walked to the elevator. I pressed for the right level and waited. I walked out until I came to Mike's door. I used the key to open up and walked inside. "Man up, Effy," I willed myself. I went into the kitchen and started searching. I found a bottle of Jack Daniels and jumped up onto the counter. I don't care about the baby. Screw them. I unscrewed the bottle and took a long gulp. I swallowed hard and winced from the burning in my throat.
Someone knocked the door and I jumped down. I made my way to the door and opened it. I saw a woman in front of me. She was skinny with blonde hair and tattoos. To sum her up she was hot. I can see why Mike chose her.
"Effy?" she asked.
"Yeah," I nodded.
"I'm Alysha, Mike called me,"
"Hey," I smiled a little. I let her inside and she followed me back to the kitchen. I jumped back up onto the counter and took another sip off whiskey. Alysha sat next to me and watched me carefully.
"He described you just right," she told me.
"What did he say?"
"Just a little about you," she shrugged. "Feel like talking before you take the test?" she offered.
"Okay," I nodded.
"Who did you hook up with?"
"One of my friends," I sighed. "I was drunk and high I guess. I don't even know why I did it. I haven't hooked up in so long,"
"What do you want to do if it's positive?"
"I want to set myself on fire," I said grimly.
"That bad?" she raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah," I nodded. "Dad would kill me. I don't even like Kyle. I like his best friend,"
"That sucks," she said.
"Why does everything go wrong?" I growled and took another sip.
"I could tell you that isn't good for you,"
"That's the point," I laughed. I passed her the bottle and she took a long sip before she passed it back.
"What do you want to do? In general I mean, after high school?"
"I want to make music. Matt plays guitar and I sing. We need a bass player and a drum player," I explained.
"Must run in the family," she smiled. "Ready, Effy?" she asked.
"Yeah," I nodded.
"I'm right here," she told me. I nodded and handed her the bottle. She handed me a paper bag and I took it with me to the bathroom. I took deep breaths. I went to the toilet and sat down. Then I fumbled with the test. I held it for a moment before I held it under me. When I had finished I put the top on and set it on the counter. I stood up and fixed myself. Then I was pacing from one end of the bathroom to the other and back again. I couldn't take this.
"Alysha!" I yelled. She opened the door and smiled to me.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"No, it's not working," I sighed. She came over to me and took my hand. She squeezed and I looked down.
"You'll be okay," she soothed.
"I don't want to look," I told her. She nodded and picked it up. She looked at it for a moment before she set it back down. "Am I?" I asked weakly. She sighed before she nodded. My throat tightened and my stomach was clenching. Fuck.
"Sorry, Effy,"
"Okay," I breathed. "I'm fucked. I'm so fucked! All because I couldn't keep my fucking legs closed!" I cried.
"Shh," she soothed. Alysha wrapped her arms around me and I cried into her shoulder. "We'll figure something out, babe. I promise,"
"It's not fair," I sobbed.
"I know," she stroked my hair.
"Don't leave me," I said.
"I'm not," she told me. "Not like this,"
"Thank you,"
"Shit, I can't believe I'm doing this," she muttered. "I have to. Effy I'm taking you back to LA with me,"
"What?" I looked up.
"I'm the only person that knows here. I'm not leaving you. Until this is sorted you're coming back with me to LA," she explained.
"Thanks," I smiled sadly.
"If I didn't I'd be one shit girlfriend,"
"Yeah," I agreed, making her smile. But I wasn't smiling. What the fuck am I going to do?
"Effy, how are you?" she asked.
"I'm okay," I shrugged. "Is Paris there?"
"She's in her room. But she's grounded,"
"Oh no," I bit down on my lip. "Why?"
"She came home drunk last weekend," she explained. I have waited a week to do this. I couldn't bring myself to do it before.
"Could I go and talk to her for one minute?" I begged.
"I'd love to let you. But her dad is getting quite strict,"
"Please," I tried.
"I'm sorry. I can get her to phone you though,"
"Okay, thanks," I sighed. I waved to her and turned away. She closed the door and I took heavy steps to the pavement. I sat down at the kerb and put my head in my hands. What am I going to do now? I got my phone out and scrolled down until I came to Mike's number. I held my phone to my ear and waited.
"What's up, kid?" Mike asked.
"Nothing, that's the point," I mumbled.
"Have you done the test?" he asked.
"Nope," I shook my head.
"Are you with Paris?"
"No, she's grounded,"
"Oh," Mike said quietly. "Isn't there anyone else you could tell?"
"No, I can't. I can't do it on my own, Mike," I sighed tiredly.
"I know, I know. Just calm down," he urged. "Do you want to take the test?"
"Yeah,"
"Not on your own?"
"No,"
"How would you feel about meeting my girlfriend and her being there with you?" he asked carefully.
"Since when do you have a girlfriend?" I asked.
"Since a few months,"
"And you didn't tell me?!"
"Sorry, look she's staying at a hotel in SD because she's doing a shoot there. I think you'd get on you. You'd like her, Ef'. She's into the same things as you,"
"Like what?"
"Boys. Drinking. Getting high."
"She sounds okay, I guess," I replied.
"You'll love her," he told me. "I'll tell her to pick up the test on the way to my place and you can meet her there,"
"Okay," I agreed.
"Good, I'll phone her now,"
"Mike?" I bit my lip.
"Yes?"
"I'm scared, Mike," I told him.
"I know, Ef'. But just get this over with. You're going to be okay. I'm here and so is Alysha. We're not going to tell Vic. You won't get into any trouble," he soothed.
"I love you," I rushed.
"I love you too. Now get yourself to my place,"
"Okay," I said. "Bye," I hung up. I stood up and started walking. It wasn't much further to Mike's.
When I reached Mike's apartment building I got my keys out. I opened the door and walked to the elevator. I pressed for the right level and waited. I walked out until I came to Mike's door. I used the key to open up and walked inside. "Man up, Effy," I willed myself. I went into the kitchen and started searching. I found a bottle of Jack Daniels and jumped up onto the counter. I don't care about the baby. Screw them. I unscrewed the bottle and took a long gulp. I swallowed hard and winced from the burning in my throat.
Someone knocked the door and I jumped down. I made my way to the door and opened it. I saw a woman in front of me. She was skinny with blonde hair and tattoos. To sum her up she was hot. I can see why Mike chose her.
"Effy?" she asked.
"Yeah," I nodded.
"I'm Alysha, Mike called me,"
"Hey," I smiled a little. I let her inside and she followed me back to the kitchen. I jumped back up onto the counter and took another sip off whiskey. Alysha sat next to me and watched me carefully.
"He described you just right," she told me.
"What did he say?"
"Just a little about you," she shrugged. "Feel like talking before you take the test?" she offered.
"Okay," I nodded.
"Who did you hook up with?"
"One of my friends," I sighed. "I was drunk and high I guess. I don't even know why I did it. I haven't hooked up in so long,"
"What do you want to do if it's positive?"
"I want to set myself on fire," I said grimly.
"That bad?" she raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah," I nodded. "Dad would kill me. I don't even like Kyle. I like his best friend,"
"That sucks," she said.
"Why does everything go wrong?" I growled and took another sip.
"I could tell you that isn't good for you,"
"That's the point," I laughed. I passed her the bottle and she took a long sip before she passed it back.
"What do you want to do? In general I mean, after high school?"
"I want to make music. Matt plays guitar and I sing. We need a bass player and a drum player," I explained.
"Must run in the family," she smiled. "Ready, Effy?" she asked.
"Yeah," I nodded.
"I'm right here," she told me. I nodded and handed her the bottle. She handed me a paper bag and I took it with me to the bathroom. I took deep breaths. I went to the toilet and sat down. Then I fumbled with the test. I held it for a moment before I held it under me. When I had finished I put the top on and set it on the counter. I stood up and fixed myself. Then I was pacing from one end of the bathroom to the other and back again. I couldn't take this.
"Alysha!" I yelled. She opened the door and smiled to me.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"No, it's not working," I sighed. She came over to me and took my hand. She squeezed and I looked down.
"You'll be okay," she soothed.
"I don't want to look," I told her. She nodded and picked it up. She looked at it for a moment before she set it back down. "Am I?" I asked weakly. She sighed before she nodded. My throat tightened and my stomach was clenching. Fuck.
"Sorry, Effy,"
"Okay," I breathed. "I'm fucked. I'm so fucked! All because I couldn't keep my fucking legs closed!" I cried.
"Shh," she soothed. Alysha wrapped her arms around me and I cried into her shoulder. "We'll figure something out, babe. I promise,"
"It's not fair," I sobbed.
"I know," she stroked my hair.
"Don't leave me," I said.
"I'm not," she told me. "Not like this,"
"Thank you,"
"Shit, I can't believe I'm doing this," she muttered. "I have to. Effy I'm taking you back to LA with me,"
"What?" I looked up.
"I'm the only person that knows here. I'm not leaving you. Until this is sorted you're coming back with me to LA," she explained.
"Thanks," I smiled sadly.
"If I didn't I'd be one shit girlfriend,"
"Yeah," I agreed, making her smile. But I wasn't smiling. What the fuck am I going to do?
@Unicat
Wow thank you so much! That's a huge complement for me. I'm so happy you enjoy my writing. One of the reasons I write is to make people smile!
I dont want to say what happens and spoil it but there are definitely no plans for Effy to get pregnant. She's been through all of that once already. Effy is facing other things. I think a court case would kill me too! :p I have something all planned out in my head that will be in the next story that I just can't wait to write. Vic will have to face a lot of home truths involving Effy in the next story. There is a lot that she's hidden from him this last year. Effy and Fay's relationship is something really unique. I don't want to say where it'll go because I don't even know. Fay is very close to Effy, that's all I'll say!
Thank you so much! New story coming up soon! :)
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