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.


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Shay's POV 

I heard the whole conversation of course. The constant in my cliche life was always hearing things that I shouldn't have. Hearing my dad repeatedly cursing another woman's name while my mom wasn't home. Hearing Josh planning his death. Hearing mom scream in the middle of the night after her first chemo treatment. Hearing the door slam as Josh walked out of my life. And now this. I could practically taste the blood in my mouth as Peter smashed his fist into Brad's jaw. I ran in the house and called the police, I wasn't going to stop them myself, but i sure as hell wasn't going to let them kill each other on my drive way.

Why are guys so stupid? Saying things to make the other guy jealous and for what? I don't want either of them. I don't need either of them. Sex has been out of the question for me since... Oh but of course Brad want's to win a game that's not operating. Just like Peter wants to fix a totaled car. It's not possible, but they're to determined to go back now. I laid down on my bed finally ready to fall asleep when... Jake cries. I sigh and run to his room.

"What is it Jakey?" 

"Foo foo." My mom told me thousands of times not to breast feed him, but of course I researched it and of course I found out it's better for the baby. 


Brad's POV

I had him on the ground within 30 seconds I drew my fist back to hit him when the door closed. I stared at him, he stared at me and then we both looked at the door.

"She heard us." I slammed my fist into the pavement.

"No shit Sherlock." I grabbed his collar and smashed his head into the ground. He grimaced.

"This is your fault!" I pulled his head up and smashed it back down. He gave me a weak smile.

"Mad that she won't ever fuck you now?" 

"You really want to die don't you?"

"Well if you kill me, she'd never see you again, and I am completely okay with that." My nose flared and I let go of the collar. He found this as an opportunity to swing. I turned my head away but  I felt the impact on my cheek. As I tried to regain my balance he pushed me to the ground. 

"Mother fucker!" I screamed swinging, swinging. I got his eye, then his nose and he was off of me just as I heard the sirens. "Shit! Aggh!" I groaned at the pain in my face. Peter laid there coughing up blood,he looked a lot worse than me I can assure you.

"Get up boys. I would hate to have to call for back up."

Shay's POV

It was Monday now, I went to the hospital first thing after dad came to watch Jake. I sat in the waiting room, waiting, watching as kids played airplane whizzing through the mucus green chairs. 

"My mommy's having a baby!" One little boy stopped in front of me. "She's having a girl!"

"Oh? That's great!"

"Not really." he frowned.

"Why not."

"I wanted her to have a boy. So we could play star wars!"

"Girls can play star wars too."

"REALLY?!" The look on his face was priceless. His brown eyes lit up, reminding me of Josh. 

"Yep. In fact I play star wars all the time."

"Ed?! Eddy?!" A man called out. Guess he was looking for his kid.

"Quick hide me!"

"No no no. Is that guy looking for you?"

"Ugh! Yes." he dragged his fingers down his face. "He's boring!"

"Found you!" A tall young man, who looked about 20 came jogging towards us. "I told you not to go out of my sight."

"I wanted to talk to the pretty lady."

"Lucky for you so do I." He smiled at me. "I mean if that's okay?"

"Yeah yeah it's fine."

"So who's having the baby? Sister? Aunt? Mother?"

"Um... no the um... No one's having a baby. My mom tried to... to kill herself." I don't mention the cancer, the story just seemed so insane. 

"Oh. I'm sorry. That's terrible. I wish you the best."

"Yeah, thanks. So your girlfriend is having a girl? That's exciting."

"Oh no! That's not my... He's not my... My sister is having a baby. This is my nephew."

"Oh! Whoops! I'm sorry."

"no it's fine."

"So is she married or.."

"Yeah. His name's Josh, real rich and a real pain in my ass."

"How so?"

"Well I try to be like the protective brother type, but he's got more muscle than me and it's a real pain."

"John! John!" Someone yelled.

"Speak of the devil.."

"John! Charlie had the ba-" I gasped as the figure came into view. "Shay?!"

"Josh?" This man with two kids...

Was my brother.

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