Tempest in a Teacup Chapter One
Tale as old as time
True as it can be
Barely even friends
Then somebody bends
Unexpectedly-Angela Lansbury/Beauty and The Beast
Sitting out by the hotel pool later that night I slowly take a cigarette out from the pack I had bought not long after arriving in Georgia. I know smoking is bad when pregnant but right now I really need a cigarette. I'm stressed out and my life is more fucked up then it was when I began my affair with Zac ten months ago.
"Natalie Anne," my mother's voice scolds from beside me. "You know better than to smoke while pregnant," she whispers before looking out at four of my five kids in the pool swimming. The only one not swimming is Willa. She is out like a light on the towel beside us.
"I know," I blush before taking another drag off the cigarette anyway. "Doesn't mean it's going to stop me from doing it though," I smile sheepishly as I look at my kids too. "It helps with the stress," I mutter knowing my mother doesn't buy half the bullshit I tell her or she usually calls me on my wrong actions.
I hear my mother sigh, knowing that she doesn't believe a word I have just said. "You know what else would help stress?" she asks her voice clearly showing her frustration with me. "If you would just tell Zac you are pregnant with his kid. It may change things, you could be with him and be happy."
"I could be," I agree knowing she has a point. "But I don't want the baby to be a reason for him to be with me," I frown knowing how well that turned out the first time. "Just look how well that worked for Taylor and I," I smile sadly. "There was no love and just a baby that put us together. That never works out in the end."
I can feel my mother's eyes on me again which causes me to turn and look at her. "But there is love between you and Zac, you know he loves you and you love him," she says as if that is enough to change the situation. If love was enough to change things then he wouldn't have chose to be with Bethany, he wouldn't have picked her. I have to face the fact that he loves her more than he loves me. I have to face that I have lost the man who had slowly become someone I could have seen a future with.
"He may love me but he loves her more," I concede feeling tears stinging my eyes as I finish the cigarette. "He chose her in the end which has to mean something."
My mother just shakes her head, running a hand through her hair, "So then, you refuse to tell him about the baby," she speaks obviously realizing my mind is made up. "Does that mean Taylor has agreed to pretend to be the dad? I mean clearly you don't think you can hide an entire pregnancy or a baby from Zac forever do you?"
I shake my head no, knowing that I know I can't do that. "I am going to get an abortion," I confess almost scared of her reaction to this news. I know I had told Zac last night I would have had his babies and here I am with his baby growing inside of me but that was just a what if. A what if of if he had chosen me. He hadn't chosen me and it wasn't like this baby was planned anyway, hell we had used a damn condom to keep me from getting pregnant with his child.
Before my mother can even get a word in though, the door behind us that leads to the hotel is slammed forcefully which makes me jump. Turning around I raise an eyebrow, "I..I'll be right back," I whisper to her as I stand up from where I had been sitting. I know it's not breezy tonight so there was no way that was wind. Some guest had done that either out of anger at someone else or they had heard my confession and where one of those pro-life people.
Going inside I swallow hard though when it's not another guest I see in the hallway. Zachary fucking Hanson is standing at the door his head down almost as if he is looking at the floor.
"You were going to have an abortion?" he asks his voice so soft and low that it breaks my heart. "Y...you were going to abort your baby?" he asks finally looking up at me with tears in his eyes. "Our baby," he spits out making me jump. "You were going to kill our fucking child without even telling me?" he yells again this time raising his fist which he smashes into the wall next to him causing a hole to form there.
"Y..you know the baby is yours?" I ask him my voice wavering slightly as I speak. If he knew that meant Taylor had told him, besides my mom he was the only one who knew that Zac was the father.
Zac nods his head holding his hand that he had ran into the wall. "Taylor told me about the baby," he says as he locks eyes with me. His brown eyes are much darker than normal. "I got the first flight out here after I woke up from fainting," he confessed a small blush going across his cheeks. "I..I wanted to know if it was true and hearing what you told your mom confirms that. You are pregnant and it's my kid."
"It's your kid," I whisper looking away from his eye contact.
"How long have you known?" he asks me his voice going harsh as he moves a few steps closer to me. "I mean obviously you knew when we had sex last night and you also knew last week too because Taylor was about to tell me right before Bethany called me to come to the hospital the night she miscarried."
Closing my eyes I run a hand through my hair, "I found out the day before Taylor and I came back to Tulsa. I had a doctors appointment anyway for other things and I asked them to do a pregnancy test. The whole week I had been tired and my boobs were sore. I've been pregnant five times I know what that can mean."
When I open my eyes again, I look up at Zac watching as his nostrils flare slightly. They only do that when he is angry. This time he is angry with me. Angry I kept him in the dark about the baby, angry that I was going to have an abortion without him knowing.
"You said you wanted my babies last night," Zac tells me as he walks closer again this time stopping right in front of me. "You said you would have my babies."
Nodding my head in response I bit down on my lip, "I did say that."
"Then why abort this one?" he asks so simply as he reaches out putting a hand on my stomach. "Why are you wanting to kill my baby?"
"Because what I said last night was just part of that hypothetical what if we had been together," I shrug before looking down at his hand on my stomach. "It was a part of what if you had been with me instead of Bethany but you aren't and so I'm doing what's best for everyone," I nod knowing that even though he knows of my plans they haven't changed. "I'm going to have an abortion and get rid of the mistake we made because of some damn condom."
Zac frowns after I call the baby a mistake but surely he must think that too, must know it is a mistake. "The condom may have been faulty but that doesn't mean the child is a mistake," he hisses out as he presses his hand firmer against my stomach. "I want this baby Natalie, regardless of who I am with. Don't kill our child," he pleads as he leans down and put his forehead against mine. "Don't kill my baby."
Locking eyes with him I frown as well feeling tears go down my cheek. I know with him telling me not to kill his baby that I won't be able to do it. If I go through with it all I am going to be reminded of is here and now and his expression. The way he looks so sad at the thought of losing a child. A fourth baby of his he wouldn't get to meet though this time it would be because the mother killed it not because of some random miscarriage.
"I'm not going to kill your baby," I assure him as I keep eye contact. The moment I assure him I see a full on change in his expressions. He no longer looks like the wounded animal. Now he looks like a kid on Christmas morning.
"We're having a baby," Zac whispers before moving his head just enough that he can kiss me. His kiss sends a shiver down my spine and also makes me feel as if for right now everything will be okay even though I know it won't. He is still with Bethany.
Kissing him back I know is the wrong choice to make but I make it anyway. I mean we are the picture perfect example of making wrong choices, that is how we wound up with a baby on the way. That is how we wound up in bed with each other back in February.
When Zac finally pulls away from the kiss I can't help the pout that forms on my lips. I miss the feeling of them on mine already. "W..where you smoking?" he asks as he raises an eyebrow curiously which makes me blush.
"It was only one cigarette," I confess as I shrug. "I won't smoke anymore."
Zac just smirks before picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder, "I am sure you won't smoke anymore," he tells me as he begans to walk with me. I am aware from my current position of him opening a door and when I hear my kids I know he is taking me to the pool area. "Not after this anyway," he laughs before picking me up from his shoulder and throwing me into the pool.
The moment I hit the water I go under quickly and come back up just as quick, getting over the shock of the coldness. "You are so goddamn crazy," I tell him as I look up to see him laughing.
"I'd talk if I were you," Zac smirks as he leans down close to the side. "Where do you think I learned being crazy from?"
Sticking my tongue out at him I lean up, grabbing his shirt collar and kissing him again, slowly pulling him into the pool as well.
"Bitch," he mutters into my mouth before pulling away and going under briefly. When he comes back up he smiles at me. It's a smile that gives me hope though I am not quite sure what the hope is for.
"Uncle Zac?" Ezra asks as he swims over to where Zac and I are. "Why did you throw mom into the pool?"
Zac laughs before giving me a wink, "She looked a little too hot when I saw her in the hallway," he lies. "I decided she needed a nice cool refreshing dip in the pool."
Ezra just nods as if he buys Zac's words. "Why did you kiss him mom?" he asks next which makes me pause. I realize that tonight was the first time any of the kids have seen Zac and I intimate. It was then that I wondered if I was prepared to tell them or at least Ezra some of the truth. He was eleven now, he wasn't as naive as people gave him credit for.
"Isn't it obvious Ez," Penny chimes in as she swims closer. "Mommy is in love with him just like Belle loves the Beast," Penny rolls her eyes as she splashes her brother playfully. I'm not sure which I find funny. The fact that my daughter compared Zac and I to Beauty and the Beast or her splashing Ezra.
Tale as old as time
True as it can be
Barely even friends
Then somebody bends
Unexpectedly-Angela Lansbury/Beauty and The Beast
Sitting out by the hotel pool later that night I slowly take a cigarette out from the pack I had bought not long after arriving in Georgia. I know smoking is bad when pregnant but right now I really need a cigarette. I'm stressed out and my life is more fucked up then it was when I began my affair with Zac ten months ago.
"Natalie Anne," my mother's voice scolds from beside me. "You know better than to smoke while pregnant," she whispers before looking out at four of my five kids in the pool swimming. The only one not swimming is Willa. She is out like a light on the towel beside us.
"I know," I blush before taking another drag off the cigarette anyway. "Doesn't mean it's going to stop me from doing it though," I smile sheepishly as I look at my kids too. "It helps with the stress," I mutter knowing my mother doesn't buy half the bullshit I tell her or she usually calls me on my wrong actions.
I hear my mother sigh, knowing that she doesn't believe a word I have just said. "You know what else would help stress?" she asks her voice clearly showing her frustration with me. "If you would just tell Zac you are pregnant with his kid. It may change things, you could be with him and be happy."
"I could be," I agree knowing she has a point. "But I don't want the baby to be a reason for him to be with me," I frown knowing how well that turned out the first time. "Just look how well that worked for Taylor and I," I smile sadly. "There was no love and just a baby that put us together. That never works out in the end."
I can feel my mother's eyes on me again which causes me to turn and look at her. "But there is love between you and Zac, you know he loves you and you love him," she says as if that is enough to change the situation. If love was enough to change things then he wouldn't have chose to be with Bethany, he wouldn't have picked her. I have to face the fact that he loves her more than he loves me. I have to face that I have lost the man who had slowly become someone I could have seen a future with.
"He may love me but he loves her more," I concede feeling tears stinging my eyes as I finish the cigarette. "He chose her in the end which has to mean something."
My mother just shakes her head, running a hand through her hair, "So then, you refuse to tell him about the baby," she speaks obviously realizing my mind is made up. "Does that mean Taylor has agreed to pretend to be the dad? I mean clearly you don't think you can hide an entire pregnancy or a baby from Zac forever do you?"
I shake my head no, knowing that I know I can't do that. "I am going to get an abortion," I confess almost scared of her reaction to this news. I know I had told Zac last night I would have had his babies and here I am with his baby growing inside of me but that was just a what if. A what if of if he had chosen me. He hadn't chosen me and it wasn't like this baby was planned anyway, hell we had used a damn condom to keep me from getting pregnant with his child.
Before my mother can even get a word in though, the door behind us that leads to the hotel is slammed forcefully which makes me jump. Turning around I raise an eyebrow, "I..I'll be right back," I whisper to her as I stand up from where I had been sitting. I know it's not breezy tonight so there was no way that was wind. Some guest had done that either out of anger at someone else or they had heard my confession and where one of those pro-life people.
Going inside I swallow hard though when it's not another guest I see in the hallway. Zachary fucking Hanson is standing at the door his head down almost as if he is looking at the floor.
"You were going to have an abortion?" he asks his voice so soft and low that it breaks my heart. "Y...you were going to abort your baby?" he asks finally looking up at me with tears in his eyes. "Our baby," he spits out making me jump. "You were going to kill our fucking child without even telling me?" he yells again this time raising his fist which he smashes into the wall next to him causing a hole to form there.
"Y..you know the baby is yours?" I ask him my voice wavering slightly as I speak. If he knew that meant Taylor had told him, besides my mom he was the only one who knew that Zac was the father.
Zac nods his head holding his hand that he had ran into the wall. "Taylor told me about the baby," he says as he locks eyes with me. His brown eyes are much darker than normal. "I got the first flight out here after I woke up from fainting," he confessed a small blush going across his cheeks. "I..I wanted to know if it was true and hearing what you told your mom confirms that. You are pregnant and it's my kid."
"It's your kid," I whisper looking away from his eye contact.
"How long have you known?" he asks me his voice going harsh as he moves a few steps closer to me. "I mean obviously you knew when we had sex last night and you also knew last week too because Taylor was about to tell me right before Bethany called me to come to the hospital the night she miscarried."
Closing my eyes I run a hand through my hair, "I found out the day before Taylor and I came back to Tulsa. I had a doctors appointment anyway for other things and I asked them to do a pregnancy test. The whole week I had been tired and my boobs were sore. I've been pregnant five times I know what that can mean."
When I open my eyes again, I look up at Zac watching as his nostrils flare slightly. They only do that when he is angry. This time he is angry with me. Angry I kept him in the dark about the baby, angry that I was going to have an abortion without him knowing.
"You said you wanted my babies last night," Zac tells me as he walks closer again this time stopping right in front of me. "You said you would have my babies."
Nodding my head in response I bit down on my lip, "I did say that."
"Then why abort this one?" he asks so simply as he reaches out putting a hand on my stomach. "Why are you wanting to kill my baby?"
"Because what I said last night was just part of that hypothetical what if we had been together," I shrug before looking down at his hand on my stomach. "It was a part of what if you had been with me instead of Bethany but you aren't and so I'm doing what's best for everyone," I nod knowing that even though he knows of my plans they haven't changed. "I'm going to have an abortion and get rid of the mistake we made because of some damn condom."
Zac frowns after I call the baby a mistake but surely he must think that too, must know it is a mistake. "The condom may have been faulty but that doesn't mean the child is a mistake," he hisses out as he presses his hand firmer against my stomach. "I want this baby Natalie, regardless of who I am with. Don't kill our child," he pleads as he leans down and put his forehead against mine. "Don't kill my baby."
Locking eyes with him I frown as well feeling tears go down my cheek. I know with him telling me not to kill his baby that I won't be able to do it. If I go through with it all I am going to be reminded of is here and now and his expression. The way he looks so sad at the thought of losing a child. A fourth baby of his he wouldn't get to meet though this time it would be because the mother killed it not because of some random miscarriage.
"I'm not going to kill your baby," I assure him as I keep eye contact. The moment I assure him I see a full on change in his expressions. He no longer looks like the wounded animal. Now he looks like a kid on Christmas morning.
"We're having a baby," Zac whispers before moving his head just enough that he can kiss me. His kiss sends a shiver down my spine and also makes me feel as if for right now everything will be okay even though I know it won't. He is still with Bethany.
Kissing him back I know is the wrong choice to make but I make it anyway. I mean we are the picture perfect example of making wrong choices, that is how we wound up with a baby on the way. That is how we wound up in bed with each other back in February.
When Zac finally pulls away from the kiss I can't help the pout that forms on my lips. I miss the feeling of them on mine already. "W..where you smoking?" he asks as he raises an eyebrow curiously which makes me blush.
"It was only one cigarette," I confess as I shrug. "I won't smoke anymore."
Zac just smirks before picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder, "I am sure you won't smoke anymore," he tells me as he begans to walk with me. I am aware from my current position of him opening a door and when I hear my kids I know he is taking me to the pool area. "Not after this anyway," he laughs before picking me up from his shoulder and throwing me into the pool.
The moment I hit the water I go under quickly and come back up just as quick, getting over the shock of the coldness. "You are so goddamn crazy," I tell him as I look up to see him laughing.
"I'd talk if I were you," Zac smirks as he leans down close to the side. "Where do you think I learned being crazy from?"
Sticking my tongue out at him I lean up, grabbing his shirt collar and kissing him again, slowly pulling him into the pool as well.
"Bitch," he mutters into my mouth before pulling away and going under briefly. When he comes back up he smiles at me. It's a smile that gives me hope though I am not quite sure what the hope is for.
"Uncle Zac?" Ezra asks as he swims over to where Zac and I are. "Why did you throw mom into the pool?"
Zac laughs before giving me a wink, "She looked a little too hot when I saw her in the hallway," he lies. "I decided she needed a nice cool refreshing dip in the pool."
Ezra just nods as if he buys Zac's words. "Why did you kiss him mom?" he asks next which makes me pause. I realize that tonight was the first time any of the kids have seen Zac and I intimate. It was then that I wondered if I was prepared to tell them or at least Ezra some of the truth. He was eleven now, he wasn't as naive as people gave him credit for.
"Isn't it obvious Ez," Penny chimes in as she swims closer. "Mommy is in love with him just like Belle loves the Beast," Penny rolls her eyes as she splashes her brother playfully. I'm not sure which I find funny. The fact that my daughter compared Zac and I to Beauty and the Beast or her splashing Ezra.
