Author: WriteYouSoon PM
What if Ana never got pregnant, and it was just another scare? Christian Grey has always been very selective of the people around him, he's finally found the love of his life, his only love. After another scare, will Mrs. Robinson make Christian think that Anastasia has only been in it for the money? Will Ana leave because of Elena's lies?Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Angst - Christian G. & Anastasia S. - Chapters: 4 - Words: 9,206 - Reviews: 63 - Favs: 104 - Follows: 262 - Updated: 02-16-13 - Published: 08-11-12 - id: 8416723
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"Ana, are you okay?" Elliot asks as he peers through the window. I wipe away my tears, and try to compose myself. I open the door and climb out of the car. This is the last thing I was expecting to do; I wanted to have girl time with Kate. Not talk to Elliot about things that are happening in Christian and I's private life.
"Hi Elliot, how are you?" I say, and force a fake smile hoping it would work and make everything seem fine. I absolutely forgot that even Elliot is a Grey man, nothing gets past Grey men.
"You're not fooling me Ana, what's wrong? Is everything with Christian alright?" He says with a concerned expression. "Come on, I'll take you inside." I'm at a loss for words; the mention of Christians name makes me begin to cry again, even harder than before. I now remember that Christian is following me, and will probably be here soon.
"N-No. I can't stay here, he'll find me." I sob as I attempt to get back into my Saab but my body is shaking so much from my sobbing, that I can barely grip the door handle.
"I'll take you to mine. You can leave your car here, to throw Christian off your scent… For now." Elliot says as he swipes my keys out of my hand. He leads me to his car, an all-white Range Rover. Elliot is defiantly the complete opposite of Fifty. I climb in and Elliot starts the ignition. Cee Lo Greens "Fuck You" blares from the speakers how apt.
"Sorry." Elliot says as he turns off his iPod.
"No, keep it on. In fact turn it up!" I yell to my surprise. He looks at me quizzically, then smiles and turns it back on. I softly hum along to it, as Elliot softly sings. Before I know it we are both singing at the top of our lungs.
"Fuck you!" We yell in unison, as the song ends I dissolve into a fit of laughter, this is way better than sulking to Kate.
We arrive at Elliot's place and we step into the elevator.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." He says suddenly, I look up at him confused.
"Tell you what?" I ask, and then I remember. "Oh." I mutter, for a moment I forgot about everything that played out at Escala, the potential baby, Christian saying that I would've gotten knocked up on purpose. The elevator doors slide open, and it's like I've walked into an architect majors heaven, besides the many game systems.
"Make yourself at home; after all you are basically my sister now." He says with a bright smile. I walk into his humble abode and decide to watch some TV; it's been too long since I've actually watched television.
"Are you hungry?" Elliot calls from the kitchen that is across the room. I turn to look at Elliot who is now wearing an apron and a chef's hat. Does he cook himself?
"You cook?" I say as I put down the remote and join him in the kitchen. Which is a crisp silver themed kitchen.
"I have some help, but mostly I just go out." He reveals shyly.
"Oh no. Was he supposed to go out today? Did he have plans tonight?" I ask myself in my head. I immediately feel as if I'm a burden.
"Did you have plans tonight?" I ask quietly. "I don't want to keep you from anything with my own problems." I say, feeling extremely guilty now. Elliot takes off the apron, and chef's hat.
"Whatever happened between you and Christian tonight really has you shook up. You know what you need?" He says as he leads me into one of the many rooms in home.
"No? What?" I ask confused, what is he up too. "He's probably leaving because you decided to bring your pitiful self to his house." My subconscious chimes.
"You need to have a night out on the town! Mia and I were planning to go out tonight; you know 'paint the town red' as she puts it. We're going." He says as he opens a closet door full of women's clothing. Racks full of elegant dresses and gowns, and another rack full of jeans and t-shirts. "Who's clothes are these?" I ask myself.
"Who's clothes are these." I ask immediately. As I turn to Elliot who is now exiting the room. He turns around and smiles.
"Mia's she likes to come over a lot, in fact she's here right now." He says. I didn't hear a bell, she probably rang him. I walk into the closet and quickly pull on some light wash skinny jeans and a black V-neck t-shirt. I find the bathroom and stare at the reflection in the mirror. I'm pale, but I'm always pale. I've never been one to go out and party, and drink away their sorrows, but tonight I will do anything I can to get out of this funk. I find a makeup bag, and apply some mascara, I've never really done make up before.
"You look like a whore." My subconscious spits at me. I know it's not the truth. This pregnancy scare has had me realize that I'm still young, and I need time to do things I haven't before. Christian's word have also made me realize that… I obviously can't make a bigger mistake than I've already made. My inner goddess straps on her black Louboutins and does a cat walk down a runway.
"Tell me what happened, please?" I hear from the bathroom door. I jump and turn towards the door, I am face to face with Mia.
"We had a fight." I say quietly. My inner goddess falls off of the runway and into a black hole.
"He's really upset. I've never seen him like this." Mia says her eyes fierce. I immediately feel pathetic and turn on the sink and wash off all the slutty makeup.
"He's not the only one." I say as I maneuver past Mia and sit on the bed. "I just felt trapped so I… Went out, I'm not leaving him that's what he probably thinks." I say softly as I twiddle my thumbs. I hear her sigh of relief.
"Thank God! Let's just go out tonight, and you can figure it out tomorrow morning?" She says as she moves gracefully across the room to where I am on the bed. "Let me do your makeup?" She asks as she pulls out a bag from her purse.
"I'm not really a makeup kind of person." I say with a smile. I feel a little better now that she's here. I sit still and chat away with Mia about her and Ethan's relationship, as she applies mascara, eyeliner, blush and lip gloss to my face. My inner goddess climbs back onto the runway completes her turn, and walks fiercely back down the other way.
We head back into the living room where Elliot is watching CNN.
"We're ready to go!" Mia exclaims almost jumping with joy, her mood seems to have rubbed off on me, because I'm smiling too. We all gather into the elevator and head down to the garage.
"Mia, your car. It'll make it harder for Christian to find Ana that way." Elliot says with a little too much excitement, something tells me that he's enjoying this little game of hide and seek.
As the elevator doors slide open, Mia pops her head out then looks left, then right.
"Coast is clear, no sign of Christian." She says as she speed walks in her six inch heels to her car, Elliot and I follow suit. Mia drives a sleek red Mercedes, it suits her. We talk the whole way to the club; I'm so into the conversation I don't even know where we are going. The surprising thing is, I don't care where we're going.
Mia parks the car and we all get out. The line for the club is incredibly long, Elliot leads us directly to the front. Where are we anyway? I take in my surroundings and I'm surprised this is a full blown, strobe light, music pumping nightclub. I spot no one other than Kate by the bar, I run over and hug her tightly.
"Kate, I've missed you so much!" I shout over the music, my whole body vibrating. I release her to find her staring at me incredulously. "What? What's wrong? Did Christian call you?!" I shout and I'm sure you can sense my horror just by looking at my face.
"You're wearing make up! That's a first! No, he didn't call me why would he? What's going on?!" Kate shouts, I can feel the Katherine Kavanaugh inquisition coming on. I quickly shake my head and smile, I take a seat at the bar next to her and I catch her up on my latest affairs. By the time I'm done talking Kate has gone through several series of 'Ooo's and Aah's'.
I stay relatively by the bar the entire time we're there except for my few danced with Mia and Kate, I ask the bartender for the time and he tells me it's 3:30.
"Hey we're switching clubs; this one's getting pretty lame." I hear Elliot say from behind me. I tip the bartender and hop off the bar stool. We meet up by the door and I watch Mia and Elliot wave goodbye to people who seem to be acquaintances.
"I'll see you later baby." Kate says to Elliot as she looks him deep in the eyes. I watch as Elliot bends to kiss her deep on the lips. "Laters, baby." Kate whispers as she pulls out of the kiss and bites her lip. It's obvious that she's in love, hopefully their marriage with be way less complicated than mine. No ex BDSM doms to be worrying about, no pregnancy scares, no Mrs. Robinsons. I hope their marriage will be perfect. In a daze I walk out of the door, I'm snapped out of my thoughts by the flash of cameras. Oh shit, paparazzi.
"Mrs. Grey where's Christian tonight?" One man says as he snaps a few more pictures. I am frozen, completely in shock. I probably look like hell.
"You're going to be all over every tabloid magazine by tomorrow and your worried about how you look?!" My subconscious screams at me. I feel Elliot take my hand as he begins to guide me back to Mia's car, the paparazzi follow smoothly.
"What are you doing out so late?" Another man asks, as he holds the capture button on his camera, blinding me. I blink my eyes rapidly, searching for Mia. I turn to my left and find Mia already by the car. Elliot increases his pace, so we are almost speed walking. I climb into the car as Elliot rides shot gun.
"Here Ana." Mia says as she hands me a pair of overly sized designer sunglasses, I put them on and duck my head. I've never had to deal with paparazzi like this before. Mia hits the gas and we glide down the street.
"Wooo Hooo! I feel like I'm in mission impossible! I'm so happy you're part of the family Ana you make things so much more exciting." Elliot says as he leans forward in his seat.
"Are we still going to a different club?" I ask, secretly hoping the answer is no. Mia slows at a red light and turns toward me.
"Of course!" She says as she gives me a full megawatt smile. I hear Elliot's phone buzz, but I dismiss it quickly, it's probably Kate just saying goodnight. My head is still throbbing from the flashing lights.
"Are you getting out?" Mia asks as she opens my door, I wasn't even aware that we were already at the other club.
"Uh- Yeah." I say as I slowly make my way out of the Benz. I keep the sunglasses on incase of anymore attacks by the paparazzi, and because I remember I'm trying to keep a low profile.
The three of us gather into the elevator, I don't feel any pulsating music we must be at a lounge. Good, I don't think I can take any loud music after the scene outside the last club. I watch the elevator number climb, and climb, and climb! Where are we? Probably a lounge I don't know, I haven't really explored Seattle outside of the places Christian have taken me. I look over too Mia and Ethan and they seem mildly nervous, Mia is steadily tapping her foot to the elevator music and Elliot is on his phone texting.
The elevator stills and I'm guessing we're finally here. We three walk out and we're lead to a table, I didn't know that we were getting dinner? I slide into the booth across from Elliot and next to Mia.
"I didn't know we had dinner reservations?" I say as I spread the cloth over my thighs. "I just want to say thank you to both of you for taking me out tonight, I was honestly planning on sitting around with Kate eating ice cream and crying myself to sleep, I really mean it. Thank you." I say as I look from Ethan to Mia.
"Of course anytime!" Mia says as she reads over the drink menu. "Tell me something Ana, what are you planning to do tomorrow?" She says with a sigh as she places the menu down, and looks me square in the eyes.
"You didn't think you'd ever have to face him, don't be stupid." My subconscious sneers at me, I narrow my eyes at her.
"I'll go back to Christian, and sort this out." I say slowly. I look down at my menu, and start to look at what's good. "This is my treat, since you two saved me from myself tonight." I say with a genuine smile.
"Mr. grey, you're other party has arrived." Says a waitress that I hadn't noticed was standing by our table. Other party? Who else is coming?
"Great thank you." Elliot says, as he scoots out of the booth.
"Is Kate joining us?" I ask confused, I look from Mia to Ethan then back.
"Not exactly." A familiar voice says, and my whole world falls away. I slowly take in my surroundings. I'm at the Mile High Club on the 76th floor; I've been at Christian's club and not even noticed. I look up at Christian with a blank expression; I don't know what to do.
"You guys, set me up." I hiss out at the two siblings who are now retreating to another table far from the one I am still sitting at. Christian slides into the booth, sitting across from me. I am at a loss for words, what do I say to him?
"You left." He says it's almost a sob, I snap my head up to look at him. His eyes are red, he's been crying he's hair is disheveled, it's hot.
"Keep your edge Grey!" My subconscious snaps at me. My inner goddess is hiding under her sofa. I am on my own here.
"I didn't leave, I just went out." I say abruptly. I cannot let him put the blame on me, the things he said I can never forget. Christian stares at me for what seems like an eternity.
"You were going to leave too." I say judgingly. Suddenly I see his rage spread across his expression.
"You know I would come back! You really fucked up tonight." He snaps. Here we got Fifty Shades in high res Technicolor.
"So it's okay if you want to leave, but when I want to go out it's a problem. The things you said hurt me Christian, for you to think that I would get pregnant on purpose to trap you hurts, it's good to know you think so much of me." I snap back fiercely. My inner goddess is out of under her sofa and now holding an AK-47. I'm packing heat, if he thinks he can put all of this on me, then he is so far from right. "Why do I always have to be the adult here, I've been stressed lately you know that, and for you to think I would do this on purpose is the most hurtful thing I've ever heard in my life." I choke out. 'You will not cry, you will not cry.' I tell myself over and over again.
"Ana… I'm sorry I wasn't thinking. I was just scared. I didn't mean any of those things I said you know that. These emotions you make me feel they are so alien to me, I don't know how to react in these situations." He says, so low that I can barely hear. I look at him he's so alone, so bare, so broken, I can't help but take his hand from across the table. He looks up at me wide eyed, and confused.
"You're not angry?" He whispers, am I angry?
"I still am, but you're forgiven. I understand what you're feeling due to what Dr. Flynn has told me." I say slowly. He leans in to kiss me, but not entirely so I have to meet him half way. I hesitate for a moment then lean in too, the kiss is deep, it's a kiss of longing. I pull away, and smile at him.
"I wasn't running, I was just going out okay?" I say to him, and he nods. I hear a waitress clear her throat. I turn to look at her, and she's holding a bottle of Moet.
"From the gentleman and the lady over there." She says, I look over her shoulder and see Mia and Elliot waving at us. I wave back and mouth 'thank you.' I see Christians phone buzz on the table. I blanch at the name on the screen.