Honoured with love novel Chapter 11

Sixteen years of age...

Seven months + 3 weeks + 6 days pregnant....

I'm in my room, lying flat on my back, looking up at the ceiling. It's seven o'clock at night and I'm eagerly waiting for my Celeste to call me. I want to give her the exciting news, hoping it will get in her a better mood. gods only knows she deserves it right now.  I told Papa this evening while we were all seated around the dinner table.  Luca was jumping up and down in his chair with fierce enthusiasm.

"Papa.." I say looking at him. 

"Si, Gio." He answers as he places his utensils down, beside his plate, giving me his full attention. 

" I've been asked to join the boy's rugby team at school." I watch him carefully, gauging his reaction 

"You have?" His eyes light up and he smiles. 

"Si, The boys approached me at the spacie parlour this afternoon," I look at Luca. "Isn't that right?" I ask him. 

Luca bounces up and down in his chair nodding his head.

"Si, after you showed them who's boss." His voice was filled with excitement.

"Brat," I mumble, sighing. 

Can't be mad at the kid if he was only repeating what I had said to him when he asked me why we were fighting. 

"GIOVANNI!" Mama says, raising her voice laced with shock. 

"Yes, mama?" I dared to play stupid. 

"Don't you mama me," she points her finger in my direction, shaking it, up and down. 

"You know full well we don't approve of any kind of violence." She scolds me. "And that's including when you leave this house."

Papa looks at me and sighs. "What happened?" 

I look at Luca giving him the evils, then I look back at my parents. "They were making a mockery of Celeste and me," I say as my hands start to form fists.

"What did you except Gio?" Mama says, shaking her head. "You're young and soon to be parents."

"I will not stand back and let them sexually talk about my Celeste." My voice trembled with anger.

Mamas eyes soften and Papa sits there nodding his head.

"Alright, son." He says gently. "Are you sure you want to join the team?" 

"Si, I think it will do me some good," I say honestly. "My mind revolves around Celeste when I'm not busy. I go to school, I come home and go to the Clinic. But it's still not enough. I'm not allowed to go to any of her appointments or baby scans. I'm being robbed of something I should be entitled to. She is my daughter too, even if the Maddisons refuse to acknowledge me." I bang my fist against the table. 

Causing everyone around me to jump with fright. "I'm sorry," I quickly say, raising both hands in the air. "May I please be excused?" 

"Si," Papa says. 

I push my chair back and stand from the table, picking my plate up. 

"Leave it," Papa says. "Luca and I will do the dishes tonight." His eyes were full of pity. "No matter what you may think Gio, I all proud of you." He confesses. 

I nod, placing my plate back down on the table, and I walk out of the kitchen with my head held high. 

There's a loud ringing sound that brings me back to existence. I sit up, from my bed and retrieve my phone. 

"Celeste?" I say, as soon as I answer the phone. 

"Hi.." She says, sounding exhausted.

"Have you rested at all today, il mio amore?" I ask concerned. 

"No, it's near impossible to get rest around here at the moment," She sighs deeply. "My parents have been arguing non-stop for the past two days."