The Bad Boy Is My Baby's Daddy (BoyxBoy) (MPreg)

Chapter Forty-Three

The Bad Boy Is My Baby's Daddy

June 14th 2013

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Chapter Forty-Three -Terrance Archibald

''Terrance, you heard what Araki said,'' Cloud scolded, nearly giving me a heart attack as I rummaged around the kitchen in search of something to eat and I whirled around to face him, trying to put on my best innocent face which he saw right through because he carried on scolding me. ''You need to be on bed rest. I told you to text me if you needed something.''

''Cloud, I'm bored! I've been in bed for three whole days—watching movies just isn't cutting it for me anymore!'' I exclaimed. ''And you keep on abandoning me for your art station downstairs!''

Cloud sighed, pinching his the bridge of his nose with his black paint covered fingers. ''Trust me, Terrance, I'd rather be in bed with you but I have to catch up—I have buyers coming to purchase art in less than twenty-four hours.''

''Whatever,'' I muttered, folding my arms over my chest and jerked my head to the side. ''Go paint for your clients.''

''Terrance, don't be like this--''

''Be like what?'' I demanded. ''Clingy? Annoying? Emotional? Gee, so fucking sorry Cloud! I just wanted to spend time with my boyfriend and father of my child after all the shit that's been going on lately!''

''Can we please not get into this right now?'' Cloud asked, looking exhausted suddenly and now openly running his hands through his disheveled hair. ''Do you want something to eat? I can make it for you.''

He obviously didn't want to fuel the argument on, so he changed the subject and I swallowed hard, knowing full well I was being unreasonable over Cloud working and I wanted to apologize but my anger over powered my right state of mind. ''No, I wouldn't want to waste your valuable time and besides, I'm not hungry anymore.''

''Rex—'' He began, reaching out to touch my arm but I jerked back and brushed right on pass him. I hurried back to our bedroom, mentally cursing myself and I wanted to kick myself in the ass for adding stress onto Cloud's obvious stress filled plate. He was still worried over Wind and his determined hunt and kill mission for Benji—whom of which was still on the loose, hiding somewhere in the shadows after his brutal attack on Ryder.

Speaking of Ryder, he was being released tomorrow morning and he was starting to look more like himself now that the bruising to his face was clearing up. He even gave his full statement to the police, something he gave privately, not even allowing his parents in the room, told everyone he wanted to save us all the gory details.

I sighed, dialing up Carmen whom of which picked up after the second ring. ''Hey Terrance, what's up?''

''Oh, you know, just making a complete and utter ass out of myself.''

''Meh, you're allowed right now—you're pregnant.''

''No, I'm just being unreasonable and totally unfair to Cloud.'' I told her, taking a seat on the edge of mine and Cloud's bed.

''Just apologize to him.''

I groaned. ''I want to.''

''So, then apologize...?''

''I'm being stubborn.''

''Ah...Well I don't know what else I can tell you.''

''Tell me you'll come over and pick me up,'' I pleaded. ''I've been stuck in this house for three days!''

''Yeah, for bed rest.'' She reminded.

''But, I'm loosing my mind!''

''Terrance, I don't think it's a good idea--''