"Joey, did you see Mommy leave?" I ask. "Yeah.. She said something about her friend.." He mumbles sleepily. Friend.. friend.. Kyle.
"Joey, can you call Mommy for me?" I ask. I dial the number, and he starts talking. "Mommy, when will you be back?" He asks. "Tomorrow baby, I promise." She tells him.
No, she is not staying at Kyle's. Especially on my birthday. It's not that I don't trust him. It's, well, I don't trust him..
"Joey.. Let's go crash the sleepover."
The doorbell rings, and Kyle leaves to answer it. "Where is she?" An all too familiar voice asks. "Shit." I whisper. I run downstairs as quietly as I can. I'm not ready to go back.
"Who?" I heard Kyle ask.
"You know who. Where's Blake?" Niall asked.
"I haven't seen her. Sorry man" Kyle said.
"Haven't seen her my ass" Niall said. I face palmed.
"Daddy. Mommy said that wasn't a good word" Joey said.
"Well. If she's not here would you mind if I checked. You know just to make sure" Niall said.
"Shit. Shit. Shit" I mumbled.
"Umm no thank you" Kyle said.
"Well I'm looking anyways." Niall said. I heard a thud.
I ran to them and saw Kyle on the floor and Joey was sitting on his stomach.
"Where is Ni-" I started to say.
"Blake!!" Niall yelled.
"What?" I whispered.
"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU WITH HIM?!?!?" Niall asked.
"Where's Reese?" I questioned. Ignoring his question.
"With Liam. Now answer the question" Niall said.
"You told me to leave" I answered.
"So you go to your old freaking friend with benefits?!?!? How do you think that would make me feel" Niall yelled.
"How do you think it felt when you told me to do you all a favor and leave. You told me nobody wanted me there" I roared back "Plus, does it look like we were-" I glance at Joey. I can't say sex without him asking what that is.
"Doing it?" I hiss. "I am a grown woman, Niall. I make my own choices. You wanted me gone. I left." I tell him, counting to ten in my head. I can't explode, not in front of Joey.
"Grown woman? Own choices? Look where these choices have gotten you! You were pregnant at fourteen. You have a damn SON! You're only eighteen! You're life is a damn mess." He shouts in my face.
I take a step back. "Don't you dare bring my Joey into this. Sure, my life is a mess. But Joey, is the best thing I've ever made." I whisper. "Besides, it's not my fault that you completely pressured me into doing it." I whisper.
"That's it. You are such a bitch!" He shouts. "Niall. I'm done arguing with you. Leave. I want you out." I whisper, ashamed that I even agreed to dating him in the first place.
He grabs Joey's hand. "Fine. Let's go." Oh HELL no! He is NOT taking my son. "No! Leave my son. You're not taking Joey." I say, calmly, but sternly.
"Fine. You're never seeing Reese again. That's not my son. You may as well let him call Kyle 'dad'." He storms out the door, leaving me, drowing in my tears.