“Nathaniel, I’m… pregnant.”
There’s a long silence.
His expression is undecipherable, and he chuckles nervously.
“You’re what?”
“Pregnant. I am pregnant, Nate.”
It takes him a few more minutes for it to sink in, and his eyes wander mindlessly around the room. I have no fucking idea what to expect. Honestly, I’m terrified. He doesn’t seem happy, or mad. He swallows his saliva, and turns to me, looking a bit off.
“Okay… I… How long?”
“I’m thirteen weeks now.”
“I see.”
He’s frowning, looking anywhere but in my direction. Looking like he’s confused. It’s not what I was expecting. I don’t know what to say, what to do, I stand there waiting, nervous as heck.
“For Moon Goddess’ sake, Nate, says something. Please.”
“… Who’s the father?”
I stare at him, shocked. Is he fucking kidding me?
“Are you kidding me? Of course it’s you!”
“Seriously, Elena.”
What the hell, now? He doesn’t believe me?
“Nate, you’re the father! What now, you think I fuck anyone? I’m thirteen weeks pregnant, we were together back in September!”
I’m almost crying, I’m so fucking mad. I did think he would be surprised, not that he wouldn’t believe me! He shakes his head.
“Elena, it can’t be mine. Think again. I’m not accusing you, I just…”
“You think I don’t know who I had sex with? There’s been no one but you since last June, Nathaniel! You can ask Daniel, I haven’t been close to another man!”
“Is it Levi’s?”
“Wha– Fuck you! I didn’t sleep with Levi. Are you mad? What the hell is wrong with you!”
“Elena, I’m telling you, if you are pregnant, this child cannot be mine!
“I am pregnant! I am pregnant, you dick, so pregnant I don’t know what to do with myself!”
I grab the picture in my jacket and throw it at him, pissed.
“Look at that! This is your daughter and mine! There is no way she’s anyone else’s but yours!”
But he doesn’t even look at the picture, or me crying. He takes a deep breath in, like he’s trying to control himself, and I can feel his unsettled wolf too. What the hell…?
It’s like a nightmare. He’s there, but he’s just distancing himself from me, building a wall between us. I don’t get it. I feel anger replacing the disappointment, and my wolf growls.
“What’s wrong with you? I’ve been avoiding you, now you don’t want to believe I’m pregnant? Is that it? This is too much for you? Or you don’t trust me? Is it because of your status, you can’t have this happen?”
“Elena, stop it! I know this child isn’t mine, so just tell me whose it is! I don’t even care at this point!”