*Your POV*
"I missed my period." The words kept repeating in Dave's mind. "There's a chance I'm pregnant." Shit. "I don't know who the father is. It couldn't have happened during the threesome, although I did have sex with both of you before that." Shit.
Shit.
SHIT.
Dave couldn't even move. As if the situation wasn't fucked up already, now there's a child in the mix and it could be either Dave or Jake's...
"Hey, it's me!" Jake called from the front door taking his shoes off. "How are you," Jake said playfully punching Dave's arm as he sat on the kitchen chair beside him. "Dave?" Jake asked concerned, "What's wrong?"
"(Y/N) just called."
"oh...What'd she say?"
Silence.
"Dave? C'mon man, you're worrying me here..."
"She's..." Dave swallowed hard.
"She's...?"
"She's not for certain, but --- there's a slight chance she might be... p--p- ... pregnant. And the father could be either of us."
Jake could've had a heart attack and fallen off his chair in that exact moment. But all that happened was complete silence and awe.
Even though Jake loved Dave, he still had a very special place for you in his heart. Jake stopped to think...There's no way this could've happened during the threesome; Dave never came inside you. Fuck, it couldn't have been that long ago when Dave and you had sex or else she would've known who the father was. Collecting his thought, Jake finally got the courage to stand up and run out of Dave's house.
Back at his apartment, he knew you would be there. He forced the door open and searched the loft while screaming your name.
*Jake's POV*
“Y/N” I screamed up the stairs with as much anger as I could muster.
“What is going on Jake?” Her voice portrayed no sympathy or regret so she clearly didn't know Dave had told me
“HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME! I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!"
(Y/N) showed no signs of answering my questions, she was looking down at the ground and I could hear her breath hitch in her throat. I had never yelled at her before, then again she had never given me anything to yell about.
"Jake, I'm not sure if I actually am, I just missed my period. I haven't taken a test or anything. There's nothing to worry about, I swear!" She pleaded still looking at the ground.
“FUCKING LOOK AT ME (Y/N)! YOU CAN’T EVEN LOOK ME IN THE FACE WHILE YOU STAND THERE AND LIE TO ME!” I needed something to throw I didn’t want to hit her. I still loved her even if she did betray me. I found the plates in the cupboard and started throwing them against the wall in pure anger. Rational thought left my mind and all I wanted to do was take her. I was so angry and frustrated that she would do this to me. Stepping close to Y/N, breathing on her face as my eyes glared daggers into hers. The air buzzed with tension, pressing further and further in on us, making my skin burn and tingle as though shocked by an electric current. My heart pumped loudly with adrenaline and testosterone. She was trembling but I couldn’t bring myself to care. I kissed her hard grasping and biting and forcing all of their frustration into her. She was still trembling slightly and refused to respond to my rough kisses. It pissed me off more that she was ignoring me after what she had done.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU (Y/N)? YOU CAN FUCK DAVE BUT YOU CAN’T FUCKING KISS ME BACK? I’M YOUR FUCKING BOYFRIEND (Y/N), OR DID YOU FUCKING FORGET THAT?” I shouted inches away from her face. She flinched back only to hit the door. It did nothing to calm my anger. I grabbed her roughly by the back of her thighs and yanked her legs around me.
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A Stormy Love
أدب الهواةLove triumphs through tough times in your relationship with Jacob Hoggard.