Understanding is only the beginning .. [Sequel to YTYU]

::Some Reaction::

::Ellanae’s P.O.V::

 

There was silence as all eyes were on the pictures from the ultrasound.

Mummy handed one over to aunty Teresa and she looked at is as though she was still having the thought processed.

Claire got up and the sound of the chair scratching against the tiles broke the silence.

She marched out the living room off to who knows where, with Jeremy close behind.

“Wait,” Danielle said, “Yuh tell me Claire was the one pregnant.”

“SHE IS?!”

“No daddy, I’m the only one pregnant.”

“How the hell did you get someone to sign for the ultrasound?!”

I pointed at Danielle.

“And you didn’t read anything she showed you?”

“I had full trust in my cousin auntie,” Danielle said crossing her arms.

“So, Let me get this straight. You’ve been having sex Ellanae?”

“It was one time!” I said.

“THAT ONE TIME GOT YOUR PREGNANT!”

“Daddy,” I sighed.

“Don’t daddy me! And I’m guessing pretty boy over here’s the dad.”

Jacob nodded slowly.

“I’m going to kill you.” He said getting up and pushing his chair back and making his way over to Jacob, “You got my little girl pregnant!”

“Daddy Don’t!”

My dad ignored my cries and made his way to Jacob.

“Get up.”

“Mr. Gianper—“

“I said get the fuck up.”

“Elliot.”

“Shut up Natalie!”

“Now wait just a second here ! You’re being irrational!”

“No I’m not! Did you not just hear the news Ellanae dropped on us?! She’s pregnant Natalie ! You’re younger daughter, Your 17 year old daughter, She isn’t even 18 yet, Is PREGNANT!”

“I HEARD HER LOUD AND CLEAR!” My mom screamed, “But you need to calm down. Going for Jacob will do nothing. It takes two people to make a baby. You should know, We have two kids. You want to do something to damage the baby’s future if there’s no father?!”

“Shut up.”

“No! Because you know I’m making complete sense.”

“Natalie---“

“Elliot you are not the boss of me! I have a mouth and to hell I WILL USE IT. You are not the only parent in this situation so I suggest you take a seat.”

“If you know what’s good for you—“

“Is that a threa—“

“SHUT UP!” I screamed as my eyes began to swell with tears. “SHUT.. UP!”

I’ve never seen my parents fight like this before and it’s all my fault.

My dad was about to pop a nerve and my mom looked like she was ready to pimp slap him.