How Long Do We Live For? - Remastered

Sebastian looked to her. "Hey relax it's just me, Angela let me in."

She rubbed at her face as she looked up at him. "Bastian..." Without thinking she moved to curl herself up on his lap.

He wrapped his arms around her. "I'm here babe, what's the matter?"

Chelsea tucked herself into his chest, her head underneath his. "I need to tell you something.."

"Okay, Chelsea whatever it is I'm sure it's not that bad."

Not knowing how else to say what she needed to say, she decided to just say it quickly. "I'm pregnant..." Tears already filled her eyes again.

"You're what now?" He asked, he wasn't entirely sure that he heard her right.

Instead of repeating herself she started to cry, burying her face in his chest.

He held her close. "You're sure?" He asked her.

She nodded her head.

"It's okay babe." He told her, gently stroking her hair as he held her. "It's alright."

She shook her head as she cried, her fingers tangled in his shirt.

He held her close.

"How is it okay?" She didn't see how it was okay at all.

"We have options." He told her. "We can decide what to do together."

She looked up at him in honest confusion.

"You don;t have to stay pregnant." He reminded her. "We can talk about that and the other options together."

That only made her cry even harder, after what happened to her aunt she didn't even want to consider that.

"Once you're able to breathe, we can talk about it properly." He promised her.

She clung to him and cried for what felt like hours but definitely wasn't, eventually calming down enough to where she wasn't visibly shaking anymore or feeling like she was going to be sick.

He continued to rub her back in comfort.

She sniffled a few times, reaching for the box of tissues that she kept on the nightstand beside the bed to clean her face and blow her nose.

He looked to her, he waited to see if she was going to say anything first

Chelsea had no idea what to say, she didn't know what she wanted to do. All that she knew was how disappointed everyone was going to be with her.

“Tell me what you’re thinking.”