Elona’s POV
It was a stormy day. Tristan was busy for the entire day. He only read my texts but never responded. I wanted to see how he was doing seem that he had to deal with the hacker. He has been there for me with my condition, and now I want to do the same for him. I slipped on a light blue hoodie, my black leggings and sneakers. My father was at work, so I didn’t need to lie about where I would be going. Since Tristan wanted me to come over today, that is where I would be headed.
I jogged down the street in the light rain, the hood of my hoodie over my head. I knocked on the front door to Tristan’s house. I waited a while for the door to open. Tristan must be in the shower, or working if he isn’t hearing me. I knocked some more, but still no answer. His car is parked in the driveway, so he is at home. I just hope that everything is okay with him. I knocked again as I started to get worried about him.
The door finally opened, and he seemed to be in a bad mood, scowling at me, his hair was disheveled, and I could smell a little alcohol and I get it. This hacker thing is taking a toll on him.
“Are you okay?” I asked as he moved out of the way, opening the door wider as I entered. I removed the hood from my head. He walked past me into the kitchen and I followed after him. “How is work? Any word about the hacker?” I asked as I pulled a chair out, but my gaze fell on the half-empty glass of Scotch and the half-empty bottle of Scotch on the table. This must be serious, which made me stand instead.
He stood across from me, he looked at the table, his jaw clenching. “What is it?” I pushed.
“We need to talk,” His gaze met mine, they were dark. Clearly, something serious is going on.
“Okay…” I furrowed my brows and hugged myself, as I was not sure where this was going.
“Um… I am going to become a father.”
“Wait… what?” my heart sank. Am I hearing this correctly?
” I will be a father. Maggie showed up yesterday, and she has proof that she is-”
“How do you know that you’re the father?” I asked. I was determined to know that Maggie might be trapping him and lying to him about him being the father of the baby.
“I’m the father. Everything adds up because the condom broke. So, that is something that I had to tell you,” he looked at me with no emotion at all.
“So, you want to become a father?” I asked, my heart was breaking.
“Do I have a choice?!” he raised his voice, which made me crawl back into my shell. “I have decided to raise this baby with her and… we will have to break things off between us. I know this is… not what we had planned, but that is what I have decided for the sake of my baby. I am not going to abandon my own child. I am not that kind of person,” that was a knife through my heart.
“So, it’s goodbye to us, everything that you had said to me about marrying me was all for nothing. That you would always be by my side was all for nothing. That you loved me was all for nothing,” tears welled up in my eyes, my voice breaking, “That everything we had planned to do together just went down the drain. Why date me in the first place?” I was trembling. His expression changed from hurting briefly to someone who was livid.
“All of those things were true and you know it. Shit happens and now things have changed. I have to be there for my child whether I like it or not,” he hissed at me. I took a deep breath.
He raked his fingers through his hair, letting out a heavy sigh, “You don’t mean that, we can still be together, and you can just support the baby.”
“I am not going to live like that! I don’t trust women that easily anymore. Maggie was the biggest one and you… you lied to me about being a virgin, about someone who broke your virginity and kept a massive secret about your endometriosis to yourself and even missing to take your birth control pills. Now it’s difficult for me to believe that you were not trying to trap me either,” he held my gaze and I fought hard to keep it together. This was a punch.
“Yes I lied, but with the birth control pills, I forgot to take them a few days in a row. You know it will be difficult for me to fall pregnant,” I argued.
“Well, It’s still unprotected sex against pregnancy.” he barked at me.
“I am not pregnant,” I raised my voice even though my heart is breaking.
“I just can’t. I can’t deal with women who lie and drop shit on me. That was the whole purpose of me not getting involved with anyone else. I was fucking fine on my own after Estelle passed away. I only had my daughter and my work. I should never have listened to your father at the bar that night when he smeared Maggie onto me. I hate the fact that I did it to forget about you, now I’m being punished,” he hissed.
“I thought that we were okay after I told you the truth,” I was hurting badly.
“I was trying to be okay ever since Maggie showed up and made me realize everything.” his gaze never left mine.
“I am not all women, so don’t put me in that category as Maggie. So what is happening now?” I asked. Hoping that we can get past this and move on.
“I have decided to break it off between us. We will no longer be dating. I am going to support my unborn child,” he said, and he seemed tired as if he hadn’t gotten in any sleep.
My heart was being badly hurt in all kinds of ways and I felt like ripping it out of my chest. “We don’t have to break up.”
“I have already decided, so leave,” he demanded, his jaw clenching. This was not happening.
“No,” my voice broke even more as I tried to be strong.
“Leave, get the hell out of my house! Leave,” I remained in my spot. He wanted me to leave, he was throwing me out with his words. “I said Leave!” I jumped at his tone which I had never experienced this side of him before, “Leave!” he dragged it out as if someone who was in so much anger and pain, but that did not stop my heart from breaking into ten million pieces.
“I hope that you’re happy with your decision. You won’t see me ever again,” I said, and I stormed out.
Heavy rain poured on me as I ran back to my house. Tears were streaming down my face as I just wanted to bury myself in bed and not see the day of light ever again. He broke me into millions of pieces. I rushed into the house, my back against the door and I just sobbed the most gutwrenching sob I ever cried, screaming because he ripped out my heart and kept all the pieces. I sunk down on the floor and I pulled my knees up against my breasts, wrapping my arms around my legs, I tried to control my sobs, but they were too much to handle.
I moved into a fetal position, lying against the cold tiled floor and I sobbed until I was tired enough for darkness to consume me. Maybe sleep will keep my heartache away because I don’t know how to put those pieces of myself that he has back together again. He was my first, my everything, my crush, my whole world, and he took that all away.