(Alys Prov)
I don't know if Drake is joking or if he's serious about what he's saying. How could he take things like this one lightly?!
"Palma, calm down. You're just going to hit me a little," I said while glaring at him. My head still hurts from the fact that he's going to have a child with another woman and then he gets to make fun of me. "Why are you even making jokes?!"
He shook his head as if he was an innocent child. Damn if he was innocent. For all I knew, he spent a freaking night in Fier's bed!
"I wasn't joking. I long wanted a child from you."
"Ugh!" I said then threw another fruit at him. "Why are you so calm?! Can't you even panic a little?! Damn, you're going to have a child!"
Drake took a deep breath and then looked at me. "I'm calm because you still aren't running away. Try to run, Alys. You'll see me panicking."
I closed my eyes and prayed. God, how do I do this? I love Drake, I really do. I can accept him even if he has a child with someone else, yes, but I don't know if my conscience can handle hurting a child. What if he asks in the future why he doesn't have a daddy? I don't think I can be the one to make excuses. 'Oh, you don't have a daddy because he was with Alys when she was having sex.' Maybe that nightmare will haunt me.
"Drake," I said, now relatively calm. "How... how do you do this? You're having a baby with Fier. Shouldn't you be with her?"
He shook his head. "Alys, you can't make me marry her. I have a clear mind. I don't marry someone because she's having my kid. I marry the person I love."
It would be fun to listen to. 'The type against all the odds' but I really can't. I need to settle the issues with Fier, with everyone. I don't want to be selfish. Yes, I like Drake, but I also like the people around me. I don't want to have just him, I want to have everything about him.
I tried to smile at his explanation. "I love you too, Drake. But I want to talk to Fier, if I can."
"Alys, I already told you"
"Drake, please. I'll go crazy if I don't talk to her."
"You'll be crazed by her. You shouldn't talk to her."
I stood by my stand. "Let me talk to her, Drake."
He took a deep breath. "Alright, tomorrow."
I smiled and then pressed his hand against me.
We still have each other despite everything. I know we'll get through this. This is just but a little wave in our boat; it won't sink our ship down.
He stayed for a little while, refusing to leave until he made sure I was fine. He fed me and waited for my parents to arrive.
"Drake?" my Mom said with a familiar grin. Oh, how she wished for this. She approached Drake and then they kissed on cheeks. "What are you doing here?"
Drake smiled at them. He was comfortable. I guess my parents had already seen all the embarrassment with Drake. Looking back, yes, we were both embarrassed. I still remember that second base talk. I only recently realized that we were still young, Drake was already a bigot.
"Feeding your daughter," he said.
Daddy looked at me. "Are you on a diet? Yes, I noticed the size of your cheeks now..."
I rolled my eyes at him. He's still corny! What did mommy like about this? Tss. Daddy really, oh!
Mom clapped her hands. "Would you stay for dinner?"
Drake nodded but I shook his head. "He's leaving, mom. Next time," I said then pulled Drake away.
My parents were looking at me weirdly. It's okay now. I didn't know how to react when the issue with Fier was brought up. I did not appreciate an outsider's point of view as of the moment. My own opinions were too much to handle already.
When we got outside, I took a deep breath. "Go home. We'll talk tomorrow, okay?"
He nodded. He was obedient for the first time.
"Okay."
I turned around, didn't stay to watch him leave.
When I entered our house, my phone vibrated. I fished for it inside my pocket and read a text message from him.
'You can only make me marry you. 1131. Always.'
I smiled at the phone. Drake Palma, you really knew your way with words.
The moment I went back, my mom bombarded me with questions. Seriously, she's one nagging woman.
"What was that?" she asked.
"Mom, I'm tired. I'll explain tomorrow."
"Okay," she said, giving up.
I went up to the bedroom. I cleaned myself but while I was at it, I couldn't relax.
My mind was still full of questions. I really hope everything will be okay. For Drake, I'd be willing to compromise. But I hope Fier will compromise too. It takes two to tango. She can't make me give Drake up. We should meet halfway.
After bathing myself, I rolled in my bed. This week has been exhausting. I wish the next months would be more relaxing. I don't want to stress anymore. It would be damning and excruciating to live in constant worry and fear that something might ruin your happiness.
The night passed by and the morning rolled in fast. I took time to dress myself up. We were going to Fier's today. I postponed my meeting with Tripp. I also couldn't risk talking to her while my mind was practically at the eye of the storm. I also said I would run back to her.
I didn't even eat breakfast because I couldn't bring myself to. I just wanted to finish talking to her to calm myself.
'Meet me at the hospital,' I texted Drake.
A few minutes of driving and drinking water, I also arrived at the hospital. I was pacing back and forth, nervous. I wanted to fight back but if Fier used his baby on me, maybe before she finished talking, I would give up.
She's having a baby with Drake. What's my fight there?
Drake arrived after a while. He was actually really calm! Why would he act normal?
I seized him through gaze.
"Palma," I said.
"Hmm?"
I tried to be really serious. Damn, I was serious. "Fier is really pregnant with your child. When I find out you're just fooling me, God knows what I'll do to you," I said. If this was one of his messed up tricks, God, I'll kill him!
He nodded. "I wouldn't even try anything to jeopardize our relationship."
We went inside after calming myself down. This was freaking harder in actuality! I thought last night, we'd just go and then settle things. This was much, much more complicated.
We arrived in front of Fier's room in no time. This was it.
He held my hand. "Do you really want to talk to her?"
I nodded. "I need to talk to her. For my sanity."
He took a deep breath and then kissed me. "After talking to her, ask me again and I'll still say you're the one I'm gonna marry."
I smiled at the sweetness of his assurance. Drake Palma you really are.
We went inside. Fier was not alone.
"Who are you?" the tall guy asked.
Fier interjected. "Don't be so nosy, Lourd. Leave us alone."
The two guys left her room. Who are they? Maybe they're the father of Fier's child? What was I thinking? I'll do everything I can as long as Drake isn't the father.
"What do you need?" She said to us.
I took a really deep breath to make me calm. I needed all the calmness I could muster. "Can we talk?"
She rolled her eyes. She picked up an apple from the side of her table and ate it. She looked really pretty even with the dextrose and the hospital gown. No wonder she got Drake to sleep with her.
"What else do you want?"
"Are you really pregnant with his child?" I asked. I just want some assurance. It's like I still don't want to believe it. I can't be blamed. Somehow I was still hoping. Drake's virginity isn't the issue. My issue is, he has a child with someone else. Someone else. Not me. That's really far off.
Fier let out a hearty laugh.
"It's my body, Alys. Surely I know who the father of my child is, right?" she said while giving me a smile. She then looked at Drake. "And you, fucker, what are you doing here?"
Drake sighed. "Don't call me that."
"What do you want? Asshole? Jerk? Douche? No, I still prefer f-ucker. It's okay. You freaking banged me then you say you don't want to be held accountable?! The hell with you, Palma! I'm not a freaking w-hore! My parents didn't teach me to be a child and run!" she said. She's actually crying while shouting at Drake.
I was lost at the situation. It felt like they were the only ones talking.
"I didn't run."
"Walking out wasn't considered running?! You freaking moron!" she said and then she threw something at his face. Drake didn't even bother moving. He silently absorbed everything Fier was throwing at him. "Drake, I'm not some slut unlike what others might actually think. I'm educated. You don't get to treat me like a trash," she said while tears were streaming down her eyes.
That's what I was thinking. I was afraid this would happen. I'm also a woman. I know how hard Fier was going through. I couldn't even begin to imagine what I would do if I were in her place. Begging someone to marry you wasn't exactly something anyone would want to do. It was pathetic and degrading.
"Fier..." Drake started talking. "Don't do this again."
"I only beg once and you rejected me. Who are you to beg me? You're just some guy I slept with and unluckily, I was given a souvenir."
"I'm leaving now," I said. I couldn't take what I was hearing from them anymore. It was too much to hear, much more to handle.
Fier said, "No. Listen, Alys. I'm gonna have this child and you're gonna have to suck it up. I was Drake's first and I am the mother of his child. Marry him, get his name but you can't take away what I have. You'll never outwin me, Perez."