Chapter Seven

Aidan P.O.V

I woke up the next morning, forgetting for just a second what had happened the day before as I looked down on Cal's adorable little face. He looked so peaceful, so content. Then again, he's asleep. I doubt he'll look like this when he wakes up considering what Derek did. God, just thinking about it makes me wanna burst into flames. I think I might hate this guy more than my father, and that's saying something. I'm snapped out of my trance as a small noise comes from the boy before my eyes. He slowly opens his eyes and looks at me, his bright hazel orbs looking so beautiful in the morning. I gave him a weak smile, hoping to cheer him up a little.

"A-Aidan..? Where are we?", he questions. His voice is small and hoarse, most likely from crying. 'God, does he remember yesterday..? I hope that for his sake at least he doesn't', I think to myself.

"We're in my dorm room, babe. How're you feeling?", I use a soft voice in an attempt to calm his nerves. He lets out another quiet groan, clenching his sides as he leans into me a little more.

"I... I'm fine, Aidan... Just cramps..", he replies, trying his hardest to smile. I sigh before pulling his shirt up and hovering above his stomach. "Aidan, what're you doing..?", he asks, but I don't reply. Gently, I place a kiss on his stomach and run a hand over it.

"Hey munchkin, it's your dad here. Please don't hurt your papa as much, alright? We both love you and can't wait to meet you in nine months.", I whisper, nuzzling my nose against his stomach as I do so. Looking back up at Caleb, I see his face coated a shade of rose red from the scene that had just unfolded in front of his eyes. Crawling back up and resuming my former position, I feel a light kiss on my cheek. Looking over to Caleb, I see the widest smile possible on his face as he puts a hand on my cheek.

"Aidan, love, that was the most adorable thing I've ever seen. Thank you.", he grinned and you could tell he meant every word. I return the smile as I speak.

"It's alright, baby. Now, I've read that massages help with cramps so lie down and I'll do that for you.", I state, watching as he lays his head onto my lap and places his arms by his sides. I massage his stomach, trying my hardest to be gentle. He loves it, and soon enough we end up going downstairs to the common area so that he can eat.

Caleb P.O.V

After Aidan helped with my cramps, we headed to the common area. In the living room, I see some of the others playing video games while sitting on the couches and chatting. I smiled at the sight of my friends and headed towards the kitchen. 'Damn, my throat is really dry, and Aidan seemed kinda sad this morning. Why though..?', I wondered as I grabbed a glass and began to fill it with water. I took a sip as I walked back into the living room and was confused further when I saw all of my classmates with relieved looks on their faces. I tilted my head slightly to the side and looked at them; relieved, shocked, worried - that's what I could tell they were feeling. Felix was the first to speak up.

"Hey, Caleb.. are you feeling any better than yesterday? I-I found you and you were a little.. upset.", he said, trying to find the words. I must look so strange to them right now, but I couldn't help the puzzled look that adorned my face. 'Yesterday? Nothing happened yesterday- wait..'. The memories of him doing all that stuff to me came flooding back into my mind relentlessly, giving me no time to process it all. Taking a deep breath and closing my eyes, I smiled and nodded - a sign that I was 'okay'. A sceptical nod was given from pretty much everyone as they looked at me, pools of worry in their eyes.

"I'm really fine, guys. Don't worry about me too much, there are bigger issues than mine. Anyway, I'm gonna go to my room, bye!", I say before rushing up to my room and slamming the door shut.

As I slid down the smooth wood surface, my vision became foggy and hot tears ran down my face. I placed my hands over my face, sobs racking my body. I couldn't stop thinking about it now. Everything reminded me of it; my clothes, the painful feeling in my lower body and, most of all, the marks he left behind. Littered across my body were multiple bite marks and bruises, and my inner thighs displayed various scratch marks. I felt disgusted with what he'd done. Not only that though, but I'd also been so helpless. So weak. Do I really deserve to be in this school, training to be a police officer? First I get pregnant, and now I'm too weak to defend myself against a tiny pervert.

In the midst of my crying, I heard a few voices outside my room and the shuffling of feet. 'Should I open the door? See who's there?', I thought, facing the door behind me. 'It could be Aidan, Ry and Jordan. I really hope it is..', I finished, moving away from the door slowly. I stood up and took a deep breath, preparing myself for what could happen. I sealed my eyes tightly shut as I twisted the doorknob, revealing my current state to whoever was outside. With my eyes still closed, I felt multiple pairs of arms wrap around me, making me tense up. Hesitantly, I opened my eyes to see who was there. Just as I had expected, it was Aidan, Ry and Jordan. I relaxed slightly in their arms, listening to their heartbeats intently. I spoke up after a little while; I started feeling a little sick and faint.

"Guys.. as happy as I am that you're here, I feel sick and I don't want to throw up on you..", I said quietly, unable to raise my voice above a whisper. They all laughed a little before freeing me of their embraces and allowing me to go to my bathroom as they sat on my bed, waiting for me patiently.

Aidan P.O.V

We all knew something was up with him, so we ended up following him to his room. When he opened the door, I felt both Jordan and Riley tense at my sides; evidently, they weren't expecting him to remember yesterday. I was the first to make a move as I dragged them along with me to comfort him. In the end, we have a 'group hug' as we all huddled around him, trying our best to comfort him. I was sorta shocked for a moment when he mentioned feeling sick, but then remembered quickly why. 'He is pregnant after all... I doubt he's handling everything as well as he lets off.', I thought.

We had let him go to the bathroom, but something in me was nagging at me to check on him. I stood abruptly to my feet, gliding across his room until I reached the bathroom. I pulled the door open, and sighed a breath of relief; he was just throwing up, not harming himself. Kneeling next to him, I comforted him as best I could - rubbing small circles onto his back and holding his hand as I whispered to him. After he had finished, we let him calm down and we all made our way to the shared living room, an unspoken knowing between us as we shared worried glances; we have to tell them all about Caleb's pregnancy. This is gonna be one hell of a ride.