You Need Me To Be With You [Angela]

[Ryan Robins]

Ryan rubbed at his neck, watching his drawings in the gallery as he smoked a cigarette and paced through the room. Things with Grant...he had been happy. For a while. Until his parents got their hooks in them again, after he'd told them about Angela. He was stupid. He was completely stupid for still wanting them to be happy. For wanting to make them proud.

Plus, they were right. He needed to do the right thing. He wanted their baby to have a father. And it wouldn't do to just be in his or her life occasionally. So he was going to do it. He was going to have the talk. He had put a note in Ange's locker, waiting for her to show up.

[Angela Evanesca]

she had found the note from Ryan in her locker, and had no idea what he wanted to talk about.
probably baby stuff... she thought to herself, sighing.
she had been a little on edge recently, and it hadn't been taking much to set her off crying, some of her friends had noticed this too and were beginning to keep their distance.
feeling isolated was the last thing angela had intended to become.
she bit her lip as she caught sight of Ryan, pacing the room, and observing some of his work...
she took a deep breath, and glided towards him elegantly, muttering a soft "hey," as she moved closer.
her eyes looked darker than usual as she had a white stip of make-up like a mask across her eyes, she was wearing a scarlet dress and shawl...
she was going to perform tonight, and had decided to see Ry before she went anywhere.
Angela was still her elegant self, no matter what situation she was in.

[Ryan Robins]

Ryan looked at her and smiled. She was beautiful, and looked radiant because of the pregnancy. He wondered if other people knew already, if she'd told any of her friends or perhaps her parents. "How have you been beautiful?" He wrapped an arm around her waist, not wanting to come on too strong and touch her stomach, because he heard that girls found it annoying and irritating. "I'm sorry I've been so busy." He'd had important art exams, some of his work that was in the gallery was made for that purpose.

[Angela Evanesca]

she smiled back at him, trying to stop herself from shivvering slightly as he wrapped his arm around her waist.
one or two people had worked out she was pregnant, particularly those she lived with... it was hard not to miss morning sickness... but she hadn't told her parents, she wasn't sure how to.
she blushed as he greeted her as beautiful.
"hey handsome..." she said with a grin, her eyes sparkling from beneath the strip of white, "I realised..." she said softly, "you wanted to speak to me about something...?" she said, skipping straight to the point of their meeting.

[Ryan Robins]

Well, that was quick. He'd been hoping for smalltalk, though it felt like no amount of time could fix his nerves. He looked at one of his paintings, of a pregnant woman, naked on a bed with her body twisted so they could see her stomach but not her breasts. It was marked with an A, which made him happy. It had taken so much time, and it was the first painting that he had done with his medication still there that didn't disappoint him.

"I wanted to ask you something. About the baby. I want to...be involved. I know I said that before, but I mean it. I really want to be involved. Will you let me?" He needed to make sure that she was on the same page, that she wanted him to be in her life as well as the babies.

[Angela Evanesca]

she looked at the piece he was looking at and smiled, "it's beautiful..." she whispered looking at it, her head to one side, then she looked at him, questioningly.
he explained how he wanted to be involved with the baby, nibbling her lip as he did so.
"you really think I'd cut you off from seeing the baby...?" she said softly, secretly wishing she would have someone who loved her to go through this with her.
she did want him to be with her through this, but she wasn't going to give that away... not yet...
it would mean she looked vulnerable, and that wasn't angela at all.

[Ryan Robins]

"I just...I want to be with you. I mean..." Ryan ran fingers through his hair, looking at her, taking her hand and bringing it to his lips. "Ange, I want to take care of you. Not just this baby, but you as well. Will you let me?" Was he offering a relationship? It was all so confusing. He wanted to be with Grant, but he wanted to be there for Angela as well.

[Angela Evanesca]

I want to be with you... she heard the words but couldn't believe them, she knew there was someone else.
"if you think you want to look after me you must be crazy... you don't want that Ry..." she whispered.
she flushed scarlet as he brought her hand to his lips.
she stood quickly, a little to quickly and looked at him, confused, someone treating her with respect? what did he want from her? was he offering something...?
"what do you want from me Ryan?" she said softly, looking at her feet slightly embarrassed at her initial reaction.