Anything But Ordinary

"And he told me I could live with him!" I exclaimed as I opened the front door after the doorbell went off. Jack was sitting in the couch with his eyebrows raised. I looked at who was at the door, my eyes widening when I saw who it was.

"Stephen?" I asked. I heard Jack stand up and approach, standing behind me.

"What do you want?" Jack asked. Stephen looked upset.

"Can I come in? I know it's risky... but there's just something I need to say," he said softly.

"Then you can say it now," I said, putting a hand on my hip.

"No.. it's alright," Jack said, "come on in." I moved out of the way bitterly, letting Stephen in. Jack closed the door, and I followed both of them into the dining room, where we all sat down.

"Talk," I said, looking at Stephen. He nodded, folding his hands on the table.

"Since we broke up... I've been getting help with my anger. I just wanted to say that I am so sorry about what I did... and I was hoping you'd forgive me," Stephen said, digging in the pocket of his flannel shirt, pulling out the engagement ring. I looked at Jack, watching as he got up and left, giving us some privacy. Stephen looked at me with a small smile tugging at his lips.

"Would you marry me?" Stephen asked, taking my left hand in his right. Was I ready to forgive him? Did I really want to marry Stephen? What about Alex? I liked Alex a lot, and I couldn't stop thinking about when we almost kissed.

"Look, Stephen... there's something I have to tell you.." I said, looking down at our hands.

"What. What is it?"

"I know that you don't want to have kids, and I understand that. But if you marry me-"

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" Stephen asked, dropping my hand. I sighed.

"Yeah. I'm pregnant," I muttered, sitting back in my chair.

"Claire?" Alex asked, and I turned around, smiling when I saw him. I stood up, grabbing his hand and pulling him closer to the table.

"So you'll have sex with anyone but me?" Stephen asked, causing me to frown and furrow my brows.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, leaning over the table to glare at him. Stephen stood up, towering over me. He returned my glare.

"You'd rather have sex with anyone but me!? I thought you loved me!" He yelled. That stung. Warm tears filled my eyes, and I stood up straight.

"I didn't do it willingly!" I yelled back, tears falling slowly down my face. I felt one of Alex's arms around my waist, pulling me back against him. Stephen had a look on his face that told me he wasn't buying it.

"Right. You're just a whore," Stephen spat, pushing past me and Alex.

"Hey buddy," Alex growled, grabbing Stephen's arm tightly, and he brought his fist up.

"Alex! Don't you dare!" I exclaimed, wrapping my hands around his bicep. Stephen turned around just as Alex lowered his arm.

"What? Are you the father? Wouldn't be surprised," Stephen said. I sniffed.

"He's not the father, okay! Just calm down and let me explain," I said with frustration.

"What's going on in here?" Jack asked.

"Your sister is a fucking whore," Stephen said. I sniffed as my bottom lip quivered, and I shoved Stephen out of my way, and I stormed to my room as the three guys started bickering and yelling. I tossed myself on my bed, laying on my side with my hand on my belly.

"You're gonna grow up, and mommy is gonna love you so much," I whispered as I rubbed my belly slowly.

"I already love you so much," I whispered, closing my eyes. It was true.

"Claire!" Alex yelled. I shot up, rushing out to where they were. Stephen was gone, and it was just Jack and Alex.

"What?" I asked quietly. Alex approached, wrapping me up in his arms tightly.

"Guys.. I'm gonna go to the store to get things for dinner. I'll be back soon," Jack said with a sigh, and he left. Alex lead me over to the couch and we sat down.

"Who was that?" He asked.

"My ex. His name is Stephen," I muttered.

"Why was he here?"

"He had to tell me that since we broke up he'd started taking anger management classes. Then he proposed again, but I told him that I was pregnant..." I trailed off, and Alex rested a hand on my arm.

"Are you okay?" He asked. I smiled up at him, nodding.

"Yeah. I just want to forget about it. He's not worth my time," I said with a small smile. Alex grinned.

"Well, what do you want to do?" Alex asked. I bit my lip, and I moved my hair out of my face.

"Would it be wrong if I kissed you right now?" I asked.

"Would it be wrong if I let you?" Alex asked softly, bringing a hand up to cup my jaw. I got up on my knees, wrapping my arms around his neck, and Alex placed his other hand on my waist. He pulled me against him, looking up at me as I looked down at him, a smile tugging at my lips. I pressed my forehead against his, gazing into his eyes. My eyes slipped closed, and our noses brushed together, Alex's hot breath against my parted lips.

The phone rang, and I groaned, slumping down against the couch. I reached over, grabbing the cordless phone on the end table.

"Hello?" I asked, looking over at Alex, whose cheeks were a bit red, as mine probably were as well.

"Ahh! Claire! It's dad," my dad said.

"Hi dad," I said, mouthing the words 'I'm sorry' to Alex.

"I was just calling to make sure you and Jack were coming up this weekend for your grandmother's funeral," my dad said. I grimaced.

"Yeah. Yeah we are. Is it alright if I bring someone along?" I asked, glancing at Alex.

"Sure. Go ahead. Have you and Jack decided who gets the house yet?" He asked.

"We decided I'd take it, but something else came up. Can we talk about it when we get there on Saturday?" I asked.

"Of course sweetheart. I love you."

"I love you too, dad," I said, and I hung up, turning to Alex.

"I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed, brushing my hair out of my face.

"It's alright. Where are you going this weekend?".Alex asked.

"Oh. I was going to ask you if you wanted to come to my grandma's funeral with Jack and me," I said. Alex smiled.

"Of course. So..." Alex said, grabbing my hand and pulling me against him. I giggled, cupping his cheek as he pushed me against the pillows on the couch.

Alex wasted no time in finally kissing me, and I kissed him back, feeling the roughness of his stubble against my face. He pulled me up, our lips detaching, and he pulled me into his lap, immediately kissing me again as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I hummed against his lips when he prodded my bottom lip with his tongue, and I let him in, meeting his tongue with mine.

"Alex? Claire?"+

Notes

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