ā look, we need to talk, ā hendrix intoned, his voice uncharacteristically morose & surly. face shaded by the hood of his jacket, the frown prominent on his lips seemed incredibly harsh & taciturn. despite his attempt at stealth, the paparazzi prowling around the outside of nevaehās residence had immediately recognized the blonde-haired heir & socialite. within a mere fifteen minutes, the apartment complex would be crawling with photographers, fans, & anyone else who wanted to rudely intrude upon his life. drix was certain that his appearance at nevaeh's home would cause a media frenzy, but at this point in time the male couldnāt bring himself to care. not when the mother of his unborn child had been photographed cozying up to some unknown douchebag. which was, of course, absolutely unacceptable. it wasnāt like he & nevaeh were exclusive. no, they had a very open relationship. if you could even call it a relationship at all, really. still, she was carrying hendrix's child ! the thought of her with another male was unbearable.
the blondeās pregnancy was a result of a spontaneous one night stand, in which a condom had broke & drix was left assuring the female that everything would be a-okay. afterwords, they went their separate ways. that was that, it seemed. until a few weeks later when his manager was contacted by a female claiming to be pregnant with hendrix's child. as soon as he learned of the news & was informed that the femaleās name was nevaeh evans, drix knew shit was about to hit the fan. big time. his manager presented him with two options: discount her credibility & refuse to acknowledge that the baby was his, or confirm that nevaeh was, in fact, carrying the future heir to wolfe fortune. his father had an opinion, his manager had an opinion, his friends had opinionsā¦ it seemed like everyone had something to say about what he should do. but drix already knew what he was going to do. taking to the media outlets, hendrix affirmed that nevaeh was pregnant with his child & that he would support her and their baby, despite nevaeh not being far enough along in her pregnancy for a paternity test. why had he made this decision ? it was what his mother would have expected of hendrix.
ā can i come in ? " his foot tapped impatiently against the floor, nervous energy bubbling from his very pores. hendrix hadnāt planned out what to say. nor had he really even planned on coming to nevaehās apartment in the first place. but here he was, eyes darting from the blondeās face to her stomach to her face once more. it was hard for drix to wrap his mind around the fact that his child was slowly forming & growing inside of this petite female. it was even more difficult for him to accept that a baby with half his genes would be entering the world in mere months. mostly, he tried to avoid contemplating the near & eminent future entirely. it was just too overwhelming. how would a baby fit in with his admittedly lavish & crude lifestyle ? mostly, hendrix was trying not to make any decisions until his child was staring up at him. hopefully with nevaehās ocean blue eyes. not that heād thought much it much or anything. brushing the hood back from his face, he gazed expectantly at the blonde holding open the door of her apartment. ā please ? ā Ā
