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.
~
Shay is a bookworm. She reads and reads and reads. If she's not reading she's dancing in her mother's studio.
~
Somehow Bradley finds this ever so endearing and tries his very hardest to get her attention. But of course he'll never get it.

93Likes
60Comments
10907Views
AA

28. 28

Shay's POV

My heart almost literally stopped. My heart was caving in, as well as my lungs. 

"How far along are you?" My voice cracked as I tried to bring air into my lungs.

"3 and a half months. That's how I know it's Brad's." she quickly tore her eyes away from his gaping face. 

"Are you- Do you-" he sputtered. "Are you keeping it?"

"That's up to you. It's already past the abortion window, but if you want we can look into some adoption shit. It'll be like Juno."

"Fuck. I don't know, Christina!" He hit the side of the ambulance, and Christina and I both flinched. "I wish you had told me sooner so I could process this! I can't think straight." I swallowed down the huge lump in my throat. I watched as Christina brought her hand up to brush her hair out of her face, and that's when I saw them; about 10 freshly made cuts going down her wrist. I felt sobs rack through my body, and I let out a strangled sound. Christina quickly dropped her arm to her side. She gave me a pleading look, but I shook my head.

"No!Why are you doing this?!" I choked and Brad engulfed me in a hug. "No! No. You need to help her. Do something for her! This isn't about me." I pushed him away. Hurt flashed in his eyes. "She's hurting herself. Do something!" Brad looked at Christina.

"Are you cutting yourself again?" She swallowed and shook her head. "Let me see your wrists." He held out is hands and she sighed putting her arm in his hand. "I told you not to lie to me."

"And then you promptly ate me out. You see, I follow rules until I get nothing in return."

"You shouldn't be doing that. Especially since you're pregnant."

"Don't pity me."

"That is why you told me, isn't it? Why you told me right here and now?" She was silent. "Jesus, Chris. Are you even pregnant?"

"Yes! I am."

"But?"

"But it might be your brother's."

"What?!" He roared. "That's impossible! He's fucking married! He has two fucking kids!"

"He was drunk. You wouldn't call me back. I tried to take him back to his house... but he was so upset about something but he wouldn't tell me, he just wanted to..." She sniffled. "He wanted to get his mind off of it. And I wanted to get my mind off of you."

"So you fucked... My drunk MARRIED brother." she cried harder. "What's he gonna tell his wife?"

"He's not."

"Then I will."

"You wouldn't do that to him."

"Oh if that's his baby I definitely would."

"Why?"

"What's mine is mine. He's my brother, so you don't get to fuck him. You're my toy so he doesn't get to play with you."

Before I could even think about what was happening, they were kissing, and I was walking away,tears streaming down my cheeks. Amanda was sat in the living room, holding Jake as he slept. 

"Get out." I said bluntly. She looked confused. "I want nothing to do with you and your twisted family. I know now. He's been with her this whole time hasn't he? I'm so sorry I found out so soon because it was perfect! Truly! So perfect for those short months, but I did. And I was so stupid. You knew. His friends knew and that's why they all laughed. HA! Girlfriend. What for? So he can get the broken girl who was still mentally a virgin? Or so he could bring me up and put me back down? I'm just so sick of everyone using me! Could I get a break?!" I sobbed.

"He what?! I swear to God I am going to kill him! I am so sorry. I'll put Jake in his crib. I knew nothing about this. I'm sorry."

Brad's POV

"Fuck! I'm so stupid! Fuck!" I said pounding my fists into the side of the ambulance. 

"Hey. You can't do that, sir." A cop said firmly. I mumbled an apology and  moved away from the vehicle. 

"Don't put yourself down so much. We both know you only did it because your mad." Christina said.

"That's no excuse. I just cheated on her right in front of her."

"It was just a kiss."

"So?! She's sensitive! She thinks you two are in competition! And now I just ruined everything!" 

"Look. If it helps, I'll talk to her."

"Nothing will work now! It'll take months to get her to talk to me again if she ever will!"

"So that's it? You're giving up?" She squinted as if searching for something. "Wow. You are not the Brad I know anymore. You're not the Brad that I met four years ago. The Brad who didn't give up even through those stupid glasses. The man who saw the world and all its wonders even with his eyes closed."

"You're not the man Mom raised." I whipped around to see Amanda with her arms crossed. "She'd be so disappointed in you if you don't try." 

"I've fucked up too many times."

"Then I guess you don't really love her." Now I had some damn thinking to do.

~
This chapter... was suck.

My dog is trying to gas me out of the damn house. His farts smell like literal shit. Like tons of it just lying right next to me. Jesus it stinks. I'll try to update again next week, but the Thursday after next  if it hasn't come I won't be updating for at most another 2 weeks. Love you!!! Stay Ratchet xx

 

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...