Running Through The Rain
Jace’s POV
I found Cynthia lying in a chair in the observatory underneath one of my blankets, she had a bottle of wine in one hand and had mascara-filled tears running down her face. I quietly walked over and leaned down next to her and waited for her to look at me. “Where did I go wrong? Am I not nice, do I not make you happy?” She asked, I opened my mouth then closed it, deciding not to answer her. She looked over at me and wiped her eyes with her arm, she had known that Samantha and I have been spending a great deal of time together. I have had all my intentions on trying to show Samantha how I feel that I completely ignored Cynthia’s attempts to seduce me. I took her hand and looked her in the eyes. “Cynthia, I don’t love you…I don’t want to marry you, and I don’t want children with you.” She sniffled then pulled her hand away, “It’s a bit too late for that.” I froze, my whole being went completely numb, I stared at her as she leaned over and picked up a letter handing it to me. “Congratulations, daddy.” She said. I took the piece of paper and read it over, Cynthia stared at me, tears streaming down her face. “your, you're having a halfling?” I asked, trying to catch my breath. She nodded and turned away from me, I slowly got up and walked out of the room not even bothering to shut the door behind me. I made my way up to my parents’ bedroom; I knew they would be in there by now waiting for sleep to overcome them as the sun rose. I walked in with the paper, my mother was sitting in her rocking chair reading and my father was laying in bed telling her of the week’s festivities. “I hope you both are happy with yourselves.” I stated, “You have both got what you want, now let me have what I want.” I set the paper down in front of my mother and left the room, this was it this was me deciding what I wanted to do with my future, I wanted to be with Samantha and I was not going to let what my family wanted to get in the way of that.