Breathe

Bradley is smoking hot. He's a man whore. Every girl wants to jump in his pants not to mention a few guys. But then, there's Shay. She hates everything about him, from his floppy hair to his Australian accent.
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Shay is a bookworm. She reads and reads and reads. If she's not reading she's dancing in her mother's studio.
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Somehow Bradley finds this ever so endearing and tries his very hardest to get her attention. But of course he'll never get it.

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Shay's POV

"Shay.. What are you doing here?" Josh slowly walked toward me.

"You have kids? Is this what you left us for? To become rich and have kids? You didn't even send a postcard."

"Look I know and.. and I'm sorry. I just didn't think mom could handle it."

"She couldn't handle it when you left right after dad! God I'm so stupid! I thought you had died! But no this is far worse! We needed you! All she did was get weaker and weaker and I have my son! Dad can barely look at her!"

"Wait... you had a baby? Shay... why are you here?"

"Mom tried to kill herself, and honestly I get why. I'd try to kill myself too, if I gave birth to a little bitch like you." 

"Shay..."

"No fuck you! Fuck you and your money! What happened to you?! What the fuck happened to you?! I don't know you. Ever since you walked out the door 2 years ago you've become a stranger to me."

"Shay please! I wanted to call you. I really did. You don't know what happened before I left. I didn't want to leave."

"Then why did you?!"

"I can't tell you that."

"Well then I can't believe you." I turned to walk away."Congrats on your kid Josh. I hope you make a better father than you did a brother."

Brad's POV

"I'm so sorry about him,officer. He can be a real pain in the ass sometimes." I watched as my sister batted her eyelashes at the young cop and him buying into it.

"No problem... Are you by any chance seeing someone?"

"No... and it gets so... lonely living in such a big house all by myself." I tried not to gag as she slid her hand down his arm.

"Well I can help with that."

"I'm gonna go wait in the car." I'm pretty sure they couldn't hear me though. I grabbed the keys sitting in her purse and almost sprinted out the door. I hopped into the car, put it in reverse and drove out of there. I mean I didn't ditch her... I just... ditched her. Whatever she had big strong cop guy but right now I had to get to Shay. I had to apologize, if she wants to hate me after that then... I'm gonna keep bugging her until she doesn't. I got to her house, her car was in the parking lot and so was... Peter's? No. That was her dad's car. I hope. I ran up to her door and knocked three times. Waited. Another three times. The door swung open to her tear stained cheeks. "What happened?" I know this wasn't about me. And I'd be an asshole to assume that. 

"My mom..."

"Did she..?" She nodded.

"This morning. In my arms." She sobbed. I wrapped my arms around her pulling her into a much needed hug. She smelled like baby powder and... pudding. "I watched her take her last breath."

"Sh I know I know. Where's your dad?"

"He's taking a nap."

"A nap?! He left you alone to watch the baby?!" 

"It's no big deal, I've done it before... I just I can't today." 

"I'll help you. You just go lay down or something." 

"He won't stop crying." We walked through the door into her kitchen, where a very whiny, very pudding covered Jake was sitting in his high chair. I sighed and walked her to her couch. 

"Jakey. What's wrong?" 

"I want gammy!" He wailed. "Where's gammy?!" I furrowed my brows. This is the most heart breaking thing I have ever had to do.

"Um... she's not here right now.But guess who is?"

"Are you my daddy?"

"What?"

"Well my mommy said my daddy went bye bye and I wanna see him so can you be my daddy?" 

"Um... Peter's your daddy."

"No. He's not. He doesn't like me."

"He what?"

"When mommy leaves me alone with Pee," I found this nickname quite amusing, "he tells me I ruined mommy." What the fuck who says that to a little kid? "I just want my daddy." his lip quivered. "Why did he leave me?"

"Um... look, your daddy wasn't a good person. I think it's better that you don't have one. But hey, you got me and your mommy." 

"I wish you stayed over here and not Pee."

"Me too." Someone knocked on the door. 

"Gammy?!"

"No bud. It's not."

"You don't know that." Smart ass. But I do know.

"Right I'm gonna go get that..." I jogged to the door and swung it open. "Josh?"

"Brad?! Jesus Christ I swore to you never talk to my sister again."

"Oh and that threat was effective before you dropped off the face of the Earth."

"Can I talk to my sister?"

"She's not in any shape to talk. You of all people should know that."

"What? Why?"

"Oh.. so you don't know..."

"Know what?" I stayed silent. "Know what, Brad?" he said louder. 

"I think you should talk to your sister about this." 

"Is that Gammy?!" Jake shouted in his cute little voice.

"Um... No it's not Gammy." he gasped.

"Are you psykite?"

"What?"

"Psykite! You know they can pretic the future!"

"You mean psychic."

"That's what I said! Psykite!" I chuckled. "Come in." Josh stepped through the door frame and into the kitchen. "Who are you?"

"I'm your uncle."

"Cool." He wiggled in his seat. "What's that?"

"How old is he again?"

"I'm this many!" He held up his fist. 

"He's one." I corrected Jake's mistake.

"Where is she?"

"On the couch... look she's fragile so I'm just gonna tell you what happened." He nodded. "Um... she went to the hospital this morning and um... she visited her... your mother and while she was there your mother...she took her last breath."

"Oh my god." He dragged his hands down his face. "I..."

"You should go talk to your sister.I'm just gonna watch Jake." I turned my attention back to the baby in the high chair.

"Brad... is he... yours?"

"I wish." What? "I mean it would be a lot better for both of us if it were."  He nodded and walked toward the couch.

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