36 REIGN OF EMILIA- Quinoa

Previously...

"So, you still haven't told me about what happened in Switzerland with Ace. We know he went to see you." Hannah calls out through the phone.

"Nothing happened. He went there for business and we just happened to bump into each other, still haven't forgiven him." Emilia sighs.

Just then Emilia feels tickling on her stomach, which causes her to smile. "Okay, well I have to go. My cat is running all over me. I think she is hungry."

"But wait, you don't have a-"

"I do, I got one from ugh...Switz. Bye, love you guys." Emilia rushed out, cutting Kenny (McKenna) off, mid sentence, ending the call.

"You don't have a cat" Ace smirks, planting, lingering kisses up Emilia's naked stomach.

"Yeah well they don't need to know that."

•••

Present...

Emilia groans, punching her locker. "Why the hell won't this damn thing open." she breathed out a heavy sigh before kicking it and thankfully, it flew open.

As you can already tell, Emilia was not having a good day. In fact, she was having the worst day.

"What's got your undies in a twist this morning?" Hailey questions, as she approaches her friend's locker.

"Nothing, actually, because mother nature decided that now is the time to punch my abdomen with a dozen fricking bricks." expresses blatantly.

Hailey gives Em an apologetic look. "Ooh, Bloody Mary is here?"

"Yeah, and she seemed to have brought her good friend Jack the ripper along with, and he sure as hell ain't being merciful."

"If it isn't Ace's little play thing." This is probably thee worst time for Britney to try and piss off a literal trained killer, but who said she was sensible.

"Look...Bridgette-" Of course, Em could still not get her name right. "As much as I would love to start my day telling you how much of a chewed up gum you look like in that pink outfit, not to mention your literal sh*tty excuse of a hairstyle, I mean it looks like Hawk and Dove, let out out quite a load in there. I am really, truly...not in the mood so if you would excuse me." Emilia dissed

The most sensible, logical thing would be for Britney to just swallow her words and go on with her day am I right?

Well, Britney herself doesn't seem to think so, because she was so embarrassed that she attempted to dump her Strawberry smoothie in Emilia's hair. Unfortunately, things did not go as planned for Britney. Instead, Emilia's incredible reflex skills, along with her ability to pivot in less than two seconds. The cup ended up in Emilia's hands while it's contents ended up on top of Britney's head.

Emilia sighs boringly. "Now it looks like a hawk, and a dove took a dump on your head before an Adélie Penguin ate a hundred Krills then, also, taking a huge dump on your head." Emilia give a sinister smirk. "Good luck getting that out, Bridgette." Em finishes before sauntering off with Hailey.

"Well, remind me not to piss you off on your time of the month." Hailey mutters.

•••

Emilia groans, plopping down on her chair in the cafeteria, taking a huge bite of the pizza she bought for lunch.

"Wow, looks like somebody got a visit from bloody Mary." Noah consoles. "Do you need anything?"

"How does he know about this?" Emilia asks no one in particular.

"Are you kidding? Have you forgotten that I'm dating Hailey? I deal with this stuff all the time." He says, glancing at Hailey lovingly as she does the same.

"Awe, sweet. If Jack the Ripper weren't playing darts with my uterus, I would be crying right now." Emilia says bluntly.

Just then, Ace makes his usual dramatic entrance and takes his seat. As soon as he sees the look on Em's face, he scrunched his face up. "Who's this troll? Where's Emily?"

He was only joking, he couldn't let the others know that they were secretly hooking up, but once he saw the others were sending him warning signals he looks at Em curiously and asks with seriousness: "What's wrong? Is everything okay? Sh*it, did someone die?"

"Let's just say, she got an unpleasant visit from her Aunt Flo, who forcefully took her to Niagra falls." Noah mutters.

It took a while for Ace to get it, but once he finally does. He immediately rushes to Em's side. "Are you okay? No, sh*t, of course your not. Do you need anything? A hug? A massage? A barf bag?" He questions.

"Mhm mhm." Emilia declines. "I just want to go home."

"Okay, of course, come on, I'll carry you." Before Emilia could object, Ace literally sweeps her off her feet. and left the cafeteria. There the rest of the gang still sat, giving each other a knowing look. Each of them, except for Abigail, thinking that Emilia and Ace will soon be making up. Hopefully leading to them making out.

Too late for that.

•••

Ace tucks Emilia in bed and handed her a few heating pads for her abdomen. He had stopped earlier and bought all of Emilia's favorite snacks, which he then places on her side table.

"Is there anything else you need?" Ace asks. He wanted to make sure she was okay. He had no idea how period cramps really feel, but seeing the pained look on Emilia's face, was painful enough.

"Pills." Emilia mutters. "They are in the bathroom cabinet." With that, Ace briskly walks to the bathroom and opened the cabinet.

While looking for the pills Em needed, Ace comes across a certain white pill, which causes him to stop in his tracks.

Birth control pills.

Of course they made sure to be well protected whenever they had sex, but still there was no harm in using extra protection. Yet still, an image of Emilia being the mother of his future children popped up in Ace's head. He knows it's way too soon, since they are barely even adults yet, but he still the image of little versions of Em running around was refreshing to him.

Until he remembers who he was. The heir to a damn Mafia. That sort of life just isn't an option for people like him. Not to mention they aren't even together anymore. They were just fooling around. So he shook the thought out of his head, grabs the painkillers and heads back to Em.

•••

Emilia is awakened by the very delicious smell of food, which she guessed came from the kitchen. She looks at the time to see it's only 1:30 in the afternoon, which confused her, since school doesn't end until 2:40.

~Did Abigail come home early?~ she thought, heading down the stairs. As the smell gets stronger, he stomach growls.

The power of diffusion.

When she reaches the kitchen, she is greeted by the sexiest and most shocking sight.

"You did not go back to school?" Emilia asks the man who stood at her kitchen island, cutting vegetables.

Ace turns around to face her. Dressed in a red and black polka dot apron, Ace stood like a sight for sore eyes.

"You're up, I didn't want to leave in case you needed anything. So I decided to stick around and make you something to eat. Are you feeling better, did the pain subside?" Ace inquires.

"I am fine. Thank you for staying." Em smiles at him. "So, what are you cooking?"

"I wasn't sure what a girl should eat, at this time of the month, so I just googled it and bought a bunch of ingredients. I know you aren't really a fan of chicken or fish so I made Quinoa and Tofu. I also gathered a bunch of chocolate, which I'm sure with last you a couple of weeks. Oh and you fell asleep with the icecream in your hand so i put it in the freezer." Ace informs.

"Wow, it is like you are a house husband already and we are not even dating." Emilia chuckles. Something about that sentence made Ace feel a tad bit upset, but he manages to cover it up before Em notices.

A few minutes later, Ace places the lunch he made in front of Emilia.

"Smells delicious." she compliments, before taking her first bite.

"How is it?" Ace asks, impatiently waiting to hear what she though.

Emilia finish chewing and looked at Ace with a blank stare for a few seconds. Suddenly, she displayed a bright smile. "It taste amazing. Thank you."

Ace chuckles in relief then gives Em a quick kiss on the lips

"Thanks. Anyways, I'll be right back. I need to take a leak." He says before and scurries off to the bathroom.

Emilia then takes that moment to completely down hald the food like a hungry pig.

A few minutes later, an angry looking Ace, re-enters the kitchen.

"What the f*ck is this?" He asked, holding a negative pregnancy test in hand.

Emilia's breath caught in her throat, she has forgotten empty the trash in her bathroom. "I-I."

"You had a pregnancy scare?"