PRINCE'S P.O.V.
I could hear the weakness and vulnerability in Elle's voice, and that shattered my heart. She started to walk out of the room, almost in tears. I ran after, quickely catching up to her.
"Elle!" I 発言しました grabbing her wrist and pulling her back towawrds me.
"Just leave me alone, Prince." I heard her sniffle a little, but didn't let go. Elle's head was turned in the opposite direction, avoiding my gaze.
"No! Goddamnit, Elle! Can't あなた just trust me for two minutes?"
"Trust あなた with what?" She replied.
"I will never hurt, blame, not trust, または not 愛 you. No matter what. Fifty years from now, I will never blame あなた for this. I never have and I never will. Just open up to me a little!" She slowly turned her head to my direction, looking me softly in the eyes. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth up a little, as if she was going to say something, but no words came out. "What is it?" I asked curiously.
"I'm sorry." She sobbed, breaking down into my arms. I stood there, holding her as she cried helplessly. Jaafar walked out of his room, a shocked and sad look on his face. As he was about to say something, I shook my head to signal him not too. Elle always hated crying in public. I didn't want her to be even もっと見る embarrased than she already was. Jaafar nodded and walked away as I slowly led us to my room.
"Elle, baby, no one thinks any of this is your fault." I said, brushing the hair out of her face as the tears stopped falling. She just sat there, again. But this time instead of looking coldly as the floor, she stared in my eyes. The same Elle I knew before was slowly coming back.
*Next morning*
I woke up to the sound of rain drops lightly falling on the window pane. Elle was facing me as she slept, breathing slowly and deeply. Her cheeks were a light flush of red, her lashes, uncovered from all of the mascara, a light brown and her lips a cute pink. She was beautiful, with または without any make-up on. She had a button nose with cupid lips and her blonde hair was sprawled on the 枕 behind her. When we sleep, we don't really have our 'sides' of the bed. We just share it. I go on her 'side' sometimes but she mostly comes over to mine and gently lays her head on my chest. When she inhaled, I inhaled. When she exhaled, I exhaled. When her ハート, 心 went bum-bum, mine went bum-bum. We were in sync with each other on a weird level. Not only was I in 愛 with her, but I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her, never a 秒 apart, always together, forever, no matter what.
"Prince." Elle whispered under her breath as she slept.
"Elle?" I asked back, thinking she was awake.
"Prince!" She 発言しました loudly now, her eyebrows furrowing as a scared expression traveled on her face. "Prince!" Worry was etched in her tone.
"Elle! Baby! Wake up!" I 発言しました shaking her a little bit as she snapped out of her sleep and out of the nightmare.
"Oh thank god!" Elle 発言しました holding on to me.
"What happened?" I asked curiously holding onto her hand.
"Nothing. Just a bad dream. What time is it?" Elle signaled me to change the subject, so I did.
"5:30." I told her imbetween my yawn.
"Oh my. Well imma go back to bed!" She 発言しました shutting her eyes. Eventually the same breathing pattern came back and I knew she was once again asleep. I layed there and watched her sleep. Why was she so sorry? It wasn't her fault. I wanted to ask her why but i didn't want to hurt her feelings.
Eventually I got bored laying there and thinking and decided to get some food. As I sat down on the chair, Jaafar walked in and poured some cerial for himself. We both sat there in silence, munching on our breakfast.
"So you're not angry at Elle?" He asked finally saying something.
"What? Why would I be angry at her?" I replied.
"Well I think I would be too if my girlfriend did something like that behind my back." Jaafar said, taking another spoonful of frosted flakes into his mouth.
"What? She didn't do anything behind my back!"
"You mean あなた told her she could get an abortion? I thought あなた didn't want her too." Jaafar asked as I was in the middle of taking another bite. I dropped my spoon back into my bowl.
"What?" I asked sharply, dropping my spoon back into the bowl.
"She didn't tell あなた that she aborted it? She never had a miscarriage, Prince." Jaafar's words rung in my ear. Anger ran through me again. She aborted our baby and then lied to me, and I was dumb enough to trust her.
I could hear the weakness and vulnerability in Elle's voice, and that shattered my heart. She started to walk out of the room, almost in tears. I ran after, quickely catching up to her.
"Elle!" I 発言しました grabbing her wrist and pulling her back towawrds me.
"Just leave me alone, Prince." I heard her sniffle a little, but didn't let go. Elle's head was turned in the opposite direction, avoiding my gaze.
"No! Goddamnit, Elle! Can't あなた just trust me for two minutes?"
"Trust あなた with what?" She replied.
"I will never hurt, blame, not trust, または not 愛 you. No matter what. Fifty years from now, I will never blame あなた for this. I never have and I never will. Just open up to me a little!" She slowly turned her head to my direction, looking me softly in the eyes. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth up a little, as if she was going to say something, but no words came out. "What is it?" I asked curiously.
"I'm sorry." She sobbed, breaking down into my arms. I stood there, holding her as she cried helplessly. Jaafar walked out of his room, a shocked and sad look on his face. As he was about to say something, I shook my head to signal him not too. Elle always hated crying in public. I didn't want her to be even もっと見る embarrased than she already was. Jaafar nodded and walked away as I slowly led us to my room.
"Elle, baby, no one thinks any of this is your fault." I said, brushing the hair out of her face as the tears stopped falling. She just sat there, again. But this time instead of looking coldly as the floor, she stared in my eyes. The same Elle I knew before was slowly coming back.
*Next morning*
I woke up to the sound of rain drops lightly falling on the window pane. Elle was facing me as she slept, breathing slowly and deeply. Her cheeks were a light flush of red, her lashes, uncovered from all of the mascara, a light brown and her lips a cute pink. She was beautiful, with または without any make-up on. She had a button nose with cupid lips and her blonde hair was sprawled on the 枕 behind her. When we sleep, we don't really have our 'sides' of the bed. We just share it. I go on her 'side' sometimes but she mostly comes over to mine and gently lays her head on my chest. When she inhaled, I inhaled. When she exhaled, I exhaled. When her ハート, 心 went bum-bum, mine went bum-bum. We were in sync with each other on a weird level. Not only was I in 愛 with her, but I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her, never a 秒 apart, always together, forever, no matter what.
"Prince." Elle whispered under her breath as she slept.
"Elle?" I asked back, thinking she was awake.
"Prince!" She 発言しました loudly now, her eyebrows furrowing as a scared expression traveled on her face. "Prince!" Worry was etched in her tone.
"Elle! Baby! Wake up!" I 発言しました shaking her a little bit as she snapped out of her sleep and out of the nightmare.
"Oh thank god!" Elle 発言しました holding on to me.
"What happened?" I asked curiously holding onto her hand.
"Nothing. Just a bad dream. What time is it?" Elle signaled me to change the subject, so I did.
"5:30." I told her imbetween my yawn.
"Oh my. Well imma go back to bed!" She 発言しました shutting her eyes. Eventually the same breathing pattern came back and I knew she was once again asleep. I layed there and watched her sleep. Why was she so sorry? It wasn't her fault. I wanted to ask her why but i didn't want to hurt her feelings.
Eventually I got bored laying there and thinking and decided to get some food. As I sat down on the chair, Jaafar walked in and poured some cerial for himself. We both sat there in silence, munching on our breakfast.
"So you're not angry at Elle?" He asked finally saying something.
"What? Why would I be angry at her?" I replied.
"Well I think I would be too if my girlfriend did something like that behind my back." Jaafar said, taking another spoonful of frosted flakes into his mouth.
"What? She didn't do anything behind my back!"
"You mean あなた told her she could get an abortion? I thought あなた didn't want her too." Jaafar asked as I was in the middle of taking another bite. I dropped my spoon back into my bowl.
"What?" I asked sharply, dropping my spoon back into the bowl.
"She didn't tell あなた that she aborted it? She never had a miscarriage, Prince." Jaafar's words rung in my ear. Anger ran through me again. She aborted our baby and then lied to me, and I was dumb enough to trust her.