Chapter 4

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This dumbass must be lying. Bray killed my fucking child.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I dare to ask.

"What do you mean?"

"Your little pal, Bray Wyatt killed our fucking baby!"

"Hmmmm....not exactly."

"What the fuck?"

"The baby's well alive and currently in my possession."

"Oh yeah? Prove it."

There is silence at the end of the line that let's me know the dick's story is bullshit!

"Oh I'm sorry. Did I say your baby?" He asks with probably a dumbass smirk on his face. "I meant Charlie's baby."

"Charlie's baby is my baby, you fucking dumbass. Charlie wasn't even pregnant long enough for the baby to be alive right now!" I snap, clearly done with this idiot's bullshit.

"Oh Dean. So indenial. Charlie was pregnant long before she found out."

"That's fucking impossible."

"It's very possible."

"Oh yeah? How?"

Another god damn pause. Is this idiot really trying to dramatize things? "Because it's not your baby."

The phone fell from my ear, hitting the ground and shattering, but I couldn't give a fuck.

Not my baby?

"What did he say?" Asks the girl that I forgot was in my presence.

I shake my head. "Charlie's baby." I pause, not knowing if I can bring myself to continue. "It's not mine."

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