[Eli/Clare]
Chapter Two: Goddaughter
~In school~
Eli was keeping Ayla away from the people as best as he could. I was walking toward Adam’s locker. He was standing there as usual, listening to my ipod的, ipod I had lent him. He was jamming because I could hear it. “HEY!” he yelled over the music. Then he spotted Eli. “Yo, man!” Then he spotted Ayla and ripped out the earphones. “What’s Ayla doing?!?” “Theresa cancelled. Can 你 please, baby-sit?” I said. He shook his head and held Ayla. “I’m sorry; I have a HUGE English test today.” “Dang. Now what? I have to enroll first…what do we do?” “I guess we can make up an excuse to Simpson.” “Like what?” I started. “Tell them we’re babysitting some 随意 kid; 或者 something like this: ‘this is our kid; I carried it for 8 and a half months so I could bring it to school?’” “No, I don’t want anybody to know I have a kid, Clare! I’m Eli Goldsworthy for god’s sake: My father passed out when I told him!” “I know. I was there making sure he didn’t flip and 冲床 something-you.” He snickered and took Ayla from Adam; she was getting fussy. Ayla reached for me; Eli sighed and handed her over. She gooed and then clutched onto my blue and green 花 blouse. I swayed with her in my arms and started walking back down the hallway.
~Into the principal’s office~
“Mr. Simpson.” Eli knocked on the door. Mr. Simpson looked up. “Hello, Eli-are 你 back?” Eli nodded, and waved to me, “And Clare.” Mr. Simpson grimaced. I was the one who had put off the stink bomb. It was his worst nightmare. And then after break they had uniforms. I was still there. And then they took them away-a week after that I told Eli I was pregnant and we headed off to “boarding school”. Nine months later, ‘boom’, we had a baby. “And…a baby?” he said. “Whose kid is this?” “It’s o-“I started; but Eli stopped me. “It’s my goddaughter.” “Why is she here?” he asked. “ELI!!” I 说 loudly. Ayla yawned; I caressed her chin. She leaned her head on my shoulder. Eli looked pained whenever he looked over at me. “Are 你 sure she’s your ‘goddaughter’?” Simpson asked. “Um…y-“Eli said. I had to interrupt him. This was our DAUGHTER he was talking about. “I can’t be around 你 right now, Eli.” I 说 and simply walked out with Ayla.
Down the hall, I heard nasty laughs as I walked down the hall with a sleepy Ayla. I was almost out the door-but I felt someone clutch my shoulder. I whipped around holding the 婴儿 chin. It was Fitz. I cringed. He’d stabbed Eli. I didn’t want him near my baby. I backed up. “Is this yours?” he asked and touched Ayla’s cheek. I lifted my lips. “Yes, and don’t touch her.” “I’ll touch her if I want.” “No, 你 won’t.” I 说 and backed up against the wall. I slammed with Ayla tighter than tight. Ayla was now waking up. He caressed my face.
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