Second Chances

I awake on the park bench in the early morning.

The sun is shining and the birds chirp.

I sit up and suddenly remember everything that has happened.

Upset that I remembered it, I get up and make my way back to my house.

Zayn’s car is still parked outside.

I become nervous to walk inside, but I have too.

It is my house.

I open the door and step inside walking pass Zayn who is sitting on the couch.

I don’t look at his face, but I know he had a concerned look.

“Ana.” He calls.

I don’t answer.

“Where were you?” Zayn asks, his voice low and husky.

I ignore him again and march towards my room.

"Ana," he calls after me, "answer me."

I hear his footsteps behind me as I walk into my bedroom and continue into my bathroom. Quickly, I turn and lock the door.

“Ana!” Zayn knocks on the door.

I turn the shower on and strip out of my clothes.

“Ana. Open the damned door!” he yells rattling the doorknob.

“Go away.” I say.

“I’m not going anywhere.”

“Suit yourself.” I chuckle.

“Ana, please.”

I climb into the shower blocking him out.

The warm water pours onto my body.

All of my body being cleansed from the exhaustion from last night off my skin.

I wash my hair and body before shaving my body hairless.

When I’m done, I prepare to face my challenge.

Zayn.

I wrap my hair in a towel, briskly dry myself with another towel, and wrap it around me.

I unlock the door and open it and find Zayn leaning against the wall with his hands behind his back.

His eyes show rage and his expression showing all seriousness.

I stride pass him to my drawers.

“Are you ignoring me?” he asks in disbelief.

“Yep.” I pronounce popping the ‘p’ as I pull out a clean bra with its matching panties.

Black lingerie always makes a man go crazy.

I let my towel fall to the floor and pretend that I am oblivious to my naked body.

I hear his restrained gasp and ignore it.

“Why are you doing this?” he asks in a low voice.

“Why do you think?” I ask pulling my panties up my legs.

"Ana - " He stops as I shimmy into them.

“Go ask your friend Kat. I'm sure she'll have an explanation for you." I mutter fastening my bra.

“Ana, she’s –“

“I don’t want to hear it Zayn.” I interrupt waving my hand to him.

"The time for talking was yesterday, but instead you decided to walk out and get drunk with the girl who humiliated me and the girl who you said didn’t matter. Give her a call. I am sure she'll be more than willing to listen to you now." I say.

He comes up behind me slowly.

“Why were you going through my phone?” he asks.

I widen my eyes.

“That’s not the point. The fact is when the going gets tough, you run to Kat.” I snap.

“It wasn’t like that.” Zayn mutters.

“I’m not interested.” I reply grabbing my bottle of lotion to moisturize my body.

“Where were you?” he whispers.

“What do you care?” I snap rubbing lotion on my right arm.

"Ana, stop this. Now." Zayn grits.

I shrug and continue to rub lotion on myself.

Zayn makes his way towards me and I run away as he reaches out for me.

“Don’t touch me.” I hiss.

“Where were you?” he demands.

“I wasn’t out getting drunk.” I seethe. “Did you sleep with her?”

“What? No!” he gasps.

I let out a very low small sigh of relief.

“You think I’d cheat on you?” Zayn asks in a shocked tone.

I almost back down.

“You did. By spilling our private life to Kat.”

“That’s what you think?” his eyes blazing.

“I saw the text. That’s what I know.”

“That text wasn’t for you.” He sighs.

“Well I saw it when your phone fell out of your pants because you were too drunk to do it yourself.” I spat. “Do you have any idea how much that hurt me when I saw it? How much hurt you gave me by going to see Kat?”

Zayn freezes and stares at me.

I never knew I had this in me.

“Do you remember what you told me last night?” I ask.

Zayn stares at me blankly.

“I am choosing these babies over you. It’s what a good mother would do.” I whisper.

“Is that what you want?” he whispers back to me.

I nod my head.

“You may not be happy about these babies. But you can either do this with me, or I'll do it on my own. The decision is yours.” I state.

He blinks at me, shocked.

“Now if you’ll excuse me, I’d like to finish getting dressed.” I say breathing hard.

Zayn retreats one step back.

“You don’t want me?” he whispers.

Oh no. I do want you!

“I haven’t asked you to leave yet. Have I?” I say, my voice cracking.

“I want to be with you Ana. I want to stay with you. You’re my girlfriend.” Zayn says.

“I’m pregnant women who abandoned yesterday.”

"That wasn't my intention." He frowns. “I just ran into Kat and I had a few drinks with her. I’m not going to see her again.”

“You expect me to believe that? What happens if I piss you off the next time? Are you going to run back to her?”

“No!” Zayn says sternly.

He’s telling the truth.

“These twins are a shock to me too. But I didn’t ask for them. None of us did. So please don’t think I’m taking this out on you.” I say intently.

“I’m not going to leave you.” He whispers. “I’m going to stay and raise our kids together. I want them to have both parents in their lives.”

“I don’t want you to leave me either.” I say letting my voice crack more.

Zayn steps towards me but I don’t back away.

He gently takes the bottle of lotion from my hand.

“Can I help you?” he asks.

I look up at him a nod.

He squirts some lotion in his hands before rubbing them together.

“I’ll never leave you guys.” He whispers to me while rubbing his lotion- filled hands across my baby bump.

Notes

#forgiveness
#motherandfather
#boyfriendandgirlfriend
#love

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