i said you are all i need, yeah // k.s.

Chapter 6

KEATON'S POV

I shut the door quietly behind me, Scarlet drifting off to sleep in our bed. She was so tired. I feel bad that she has to go through so much crap before she has the baby. And I can't say I know how she feels, because I really don't. I don't know what it's like to carry a baby in my stomach, to have the weirdest cravings, mood swings, none of that. All I can say is that I'm going to be here for her through it all, and I'm not going to let her fall down.

I still can't really believe that she's my girlfriend. Scarlet's my girlfriend. She's mine, and I'm so happy that I can say that. She's so perfect, and she makes me the happiest that I've ever been before. Is it bad to maybe say..that I think I'm falling in love with her?

I went back downstairs to where Wes and Drew were, cheeky grins still plastered on their faces. Dorks.

"I'm happy for ya, bro," Wes grinned, throwing some more popcorn from the bowl they left earlier into his mouth. "Scarlet's hot."

I glared at him, and he just laughed. "What? Just saying. Keats, she's all yours. I don't like her like that. She's like a little sister to me."

A sigh of relief left my lips, and I smiled sheepishly. I can't believe I got mad at Wes, all because he said she was hot. I mean, he says that about a lot of girls. That doesn't specifically mean he likes them. Maybe I'm getting a little too protective of her? Nah, I just don't want anyone to take her away from me. Wait, that does sound kinda selfish. But it's not. Geez, stop talking to yourself, Keats. I think I may be going crazy. "Okay. Sorry Wes, I just really really like her."

"We know, Keats. We knew you liked her since the first time you looked at her. You just better not break her, or I'll beat you up," Drew said, and I couldn't tell if he was being serious or joking.

I chuckled. "I know, guys. I'd never ever hurt her."

"You better not, or I'll help Drew beat you up," Wes joked, stuffing another handful of popcorn into his mouth. "So, are you going to the doctors appointment with her on Tuesday? Drew and I got stuff to do, so we can't make it."

I nodded, sitting down on the stool next to Wes. "Yep, of course I am."

"Cool cool," he said casually, taking off my blue snapback and ruffling up my hair.

I groaned, and my cell started going off in my pocket. I got up and walked into the living room, the boys still laughing from their earlier tactic. I held the phone up to my ear. "Hello?"

"Stay away from her," a low, husky voice said into the phone. At first I almost jumped back in shock. Who is that? It sounded like a boy, probably near the same age as Scarlet and I. He sounded angry.

"Who are you?"

"Jared," he replied, then added, "She deserves to be hurt and broken. Leave her that way. If I can't have her, no one can."

What the hell? Who is that? Jared? She's never brought that name up ever since she got here. Is Jared maybe her ex boyfriend? Yes, that has to be it. He can't be anyone else. I can't believe he's trying to tell me what to do. I care about Scarlet so much, and I'm not going to just let her stay shredded in a million pieces.

Still, a feeling of sickness rushed through me at his words. Who knows what kind of things he can do? I'm still not listening to him, though. He's not going to control me and ruin Scar's and I's relationship. It was his choice to get out of her life, now he can stay out.

"I love her, and I'm not going to leave her like you made her. It was your choice to push her out of your life, now you can stay out," I snapped, sounding stronger and braver than what I really was.

He growled. "Yes, you are going to leave her be. You're going to do as I say, otherwise, you're gonna suffer. Understand?"

When I didn't reply, he continued. "I want you to bring her back to me. She was mine first."

My jaw dropped to the floor, and my eyes went wide at what he said. My cell phone almost slipped out of my hand and onto the ground. He wanted me to bring her back to him? Hell no! I wouldn't bring her back to that psycho if it was the government told me to! He's just going to hurt her even more than he already has, and he's probably going to try and..kill the little life that is inside of her. I'm not gonna let that happen. I'm gonna protect both Scarlet and the child.

"No. Not going to happen," I snarled, shaking my head. I can't believe he has the nerves to go and say that kind of stuff to me. Is he crazy? Wait, don't answer that.

"Oh really? Well, there's gonna be some consequences then." He laughed evilly, sending chills down my spine. "Oh, and don't tell anyone about this. No one. If you do, once I get my hands on her, she's dead," Jared said coldly, no emotion in his voice.

My heart stopped beating when he said, 'dead'. Would he really do that? Would he really kill her?

I couldn't continue hearing his threats. I hung up on him, rubbing my face as I tried to take in everything that had just happened. Why did I answer the phone? I felt tears forming in my eyes at the thought of him hurting the people I love and care about the most, especially Scarlet. She's already been through so much pain, I don't think I can see her hurting any more.

I knew one thing, I wasn't going to hand her over to him, not in a billion years.

But what if he does hurt the ones I love?

What if he does?