Chapter 3

Arnold's P.O.V (Anne's Biological Father)

Waiting for Elizabeth at the coffee shop felt like the longest time of my life. I was so stressed and worried that I arrived an hour before we were supposed to meet, thinking that the time would pass quicker if I was already at the coffee shop. That isn't what happened.

Finally I saw her coming through the door and looking around to spot me. I give her a quick wave and then see her going to the counter to order her drink.

I wonder if her favorite drink is still the same as what it was two months ago. I used to love to tease her about having a new flavor each and every time they released any new flavors and she would blush and mumble that there really wasn't a way to choose between some of them.

Those were the good old days. The days I have gone to miss extremely since she began ignoring me. I would come to the coffee shop hoping to catch a glimpse of her sitting at one of the tables with her drink doing her homework or just reading a book.

The dragging of the chair made me blink back to the present and focus on Elizabeth who had just sat down at the table with her drink and a pastry of some sort that kind of smelled really good now.

She took a few deep breathes as if to calm herself before she spoke in her usual soft voice.

"Hi, uhm thank you for actually coming to meet me. There is something we urgently need to talk about."

She said all the while she looked so stressed. I took her hand and nodded my head for her to continue.

Even if it was the worst news that she could give me I would still be here to support her.

"So I uhm... I'm sorry that I just disappeared two months ago. I really wanted to call and talk to you I just felt so ashamed of what we had done and I didn't know how to handle it all." She said in one sentence. I barely heard everything. She caught her breath and opened her mouth to speak again but closed it again afterwards. I gave her hand a gentle squeeze and urged her to continue with what she wanted to talk about. I didn't think saying something now would be suitable as she was the one talking.

"Now there is no easy way for me to say this and I would understand 100% if you want to leave and never talk to me again." Her eyes started watering and she took a few breaths before she tried to continue again.

Now she had me worried. "What's wrong? You can tell me. I love you. I won't leave you."

She took another deep breath and I assume before she loses her courage she continues. "I'm pregnant!" She whispered it so soft I almost didn't catch it.

The gears in my head started turning at what she had just said. Did I hear her correctly or did she say something else? " Wait your what?" I shouted at her making her cry even harder." Shit, I didn't mean to do that. " Okay shssss, don't cry. I didn't mean to shout. Please stop crying I'm so sorry." This didn't seem to help and people were starting to look at us funnily. I needed to get her out of here before someone did something to make the situation worse. "How about we go to my house where we can talk in private?" I asked, hoping she would accept, going over to her to hold her in my arms. She weakly nodded a yes. I stood up, helped her up and took her bag and then helped her outside to where my car was parked on the street.

I opened the passenger side door for her and helped her get in. It was a very quiet and awkward drive to my home. Nobody said a word and even the radio was silent. When we arrived I got out, opened her door and helped he into the house and to get comfy on the couch. I sat down next to her. The tension and silence in the room was so thick you wouldn't be able to cut it with the sharpest knife out there.

Elizabeth's P.O.V (Anne's Biological Mother)

We sat in awkward silence for so long it was starting to irritate me so I started the conversation with some good old small talk. "So what have you been up to?" 

He turned to me and fiddled with his fingers. Something I had learned he does when he doesn't know what to say. "Not much and you?"

So he was continuing the small talk. We needed to address the pink elephant in the room sooner or later and I decided that I would like to have it done sooner.

"Well I found out I was pregnant and that's exciting I guess."  Que him taking a deep breath before talking again. Here come the questions and the rejection.

"Are you sure your pregnant?" 

"Well I haven't been to the doctor yet. I don't want to go alone, you know. I did take three home pregnancy tests" 

"Why don't you ask your mum to go with you?" 

"She doesn't have time for me."

"O okay. Do you want me to go with you to the doctor?" 

"Would you? That would be wonderful please yes." 

We talked more and before we realised it was night time. Just like old times.

"I should get home." I turned around and looked at him before I went to the taxi already waiting outside. "Thank you for listening to me and not rejecting me when I told you that I am pregnant." He just came over and gave me a hug. It might be the fact that I missed him and his hugs but that was one of the best ones he has ever given me.