PRINCE'S P.O.V
I sighed as I watched Elle's car pull out of the drive way. I felt bad, but I felt good at the same time. She took our baby away from us, and she never even told me. In a way I felt like she deserved it, but I knew that was wrong. I knew it's never right to hit someone, but the anger just threw my sense of control out of the window. I just wanted to talk to her about this. I wanted to tell her I was sorry, but I still wanted her to apologize to me, too. I always have to say sorry to someone. Can someone else just for once say sorry to me? I stood in the hallway for a minute, spacing out into my own thoughts until the familiar sound of the door ringing brought me out of it. I quickly grabbed the door knob and turned it.
"Uhh.. I forgot my phone." Elle said entering without an invitation. I closed the door behind me. For some reason I saw this coming. "Can you call my phone?" She asked as she started to procurar the house for it. Elle's eyes were puffy and I could still see streaks of tears on her face.
I took my amora, blackberry out and dialed the numbers I had already memorized a long time atrás into the keys. I heard the faint ring of the phone. Elle ran out of the room and grabbed it, quickly ending the phone call.
"Elle, come here." I told her strongly, as she started to walk out. She didn't stop. "I said come here." I replyed, running over and slamming the door shut before she could run out.
"What?!" Elle yelled.
"Are we really going to play this game? We can't just ignore each other forever. Were atuação like were 13 again. This immiturity thing needs to stop! Why don't you ever want to discuss anything with me? Even when I try to fix things?! It's not always my fault, Elle! I'm sorry I slapped you, but I'm not the only person who needs to apologize." I spilled everything that I had inside of me out.
"I'm sorry." She said coldly, not even looking at me.
"That's all you got?"
"I'm sorry that I got the abortion, Prince! Good god! Have you ever thought about my needs for two seconds?! Maybe I CAN'T HANDLE HAVING A KID RIGHT NOW!"
"MAYBE YOU SHOULD TALK TO ME BEFORE YOU GO AROUND KILLING OUR KID!" The words sounded so much harsher outloud than they did in my head.
"MAYBE YOU SHOULD STOP TRYING TO DO ME EVERY FIVE SECONDS, AND IF YOU DO, MAYBE YOU SHOULD WEAR A FREAKING CONDOM."
"Ok, great. This is always going to end up being my fault. Always. Well, thanks Elle. Even though I didn't kill our baby, I'll still take the blame for it." I said calmly. I just wanted her to go away. Instead, she continued to talk. A lot. I wasn't even listening, but it pissed me off.
"Shut up! Can you just stop talking for five seconds?" I yelled.
"What would you do if I didn't? Slap me?" Elle mocked me.
"Get. Out. Of. My. House." I told her coldly. Her facial expression changed. She automatically looked hurt and surprised, but i didn't care. I walked back to the door and opened it. "Out." I repeated, pointing my finger outside of the door. Elle sniffed her nose and walked out calmly. I slammed the door shut and walked back to my room.

Ahhhh! I'm so so so so so sorry for the huge delay! I TOTALLY forgot about this site!!! And as for when I'm gonna write the seguinte one... Well... I don't know! But anyways I hope you liked it!