Chapter 24

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Westons POV

"Bro come on. You can't lay in this bed all day. It's not healthy." Dean has been trying to get me up since I came in here crying yesterday. He's called me every word he could think of, pulled me, and even tried to lift the mattress to roll me off but none have worked.

I just couldn't believe that Blake would cheat on me. Never in a million years could I see her do something like that. Maybe she got pregnant before I met her. If that was the case she would have to be far enough along to be big and showing.

When would she had found out? It would have been months ago and that makes it worse. She would have kept that from me and lied to me. Maybe she knew when I was here last. They were all acting weird and I could tell that they were trying to keep something from me. That had to be it. That's probably why she pushed me away too. She was really trying everything to keep me from finding out.

Even if she didn't cheat on me, she lied to me and that's about as bad as cheating. Lying makes you loose all trust. I've always been honest with her and I thought she was with me, until now.

"Wes, bro, come on. Someone is here to see you." Dean says as he pulls my arm. Is it Blake? Why was that the first question that popped into my head? I'm trying to get over her. "Fine, I'll bring him in here." Dean huffs and leaves the room.

After a few minutes I hear a new voice. "Get your ass up." The rough voice that belongs to Mason sounds throughout the room.

"I don't want to." I groan and pray that he will leave. I don't want to see him right now.

"You will or I will personally pick you up and drag you out of this room." He says.

"I don't have anywhere else to go or anything to do. I'm staying here." I stay where I am to prove my point.

"No you aren't. You are going to come with me and go see Blake. She has been crying non stop since you left and I'm tired of it. You caused it by not listening to her and running off. You are coming back to the house and will listen to her this time, all of it, and then if you still want to leave, you can do so. You are both a mess right now and need to talk about it." With that he pulls me up to my feet and I squint my eyes from the sun.

"Why should I go back and talk to her? She cheated on me and I hate cheaters." I say as I cross my arms.

"My daughter would never cheat, she was raised to know how a relationship works. I advise you to quit accusing things on my daughter or you will have a black eye." Mason spits out and I can see the anger in his eyes. I stay quiet and walk out of Deans house. How did he even know where I was?

It was silent for the whole duration of the truck ride back to their house. I could feel Mason looking over to me every now and again but my eyes stayed glued to looking out the window.

"She's in her room, listen to the whole story." Mason says before he gets out of the truck and walks inside. I follow him and make my way to Blake's room. I opened her door and went in before gently shutting it.

There, curled up on the bed, surrounded in my hoodies that I had left here, was a crying Blake. "Hey Blake." I say softly, not knowing what else to say.

"Wes?" She sits up and rubs her eyes, as if trying to see if I was real or not. "Wes! What are you doing here? You don't hate me?"

"Your dad kind of threatened me so I didn't really have a choice." I shrug. I keep my eyes on the floor because if I look at her, I will melt and take her right back. "But I'm here for the rest of the story. You know, since I left before you finished it yesterday."

Blakelynn's POV

I couldn't believe that Weston actually came back. I thought for sure he went back to Kentucky and would be gone for good. I told my dad not to do anything, that it wasn't Westons fault, but apparently my dad couldn't help but to meddle. I'm actually glad he did this time. He got Weston to come back and hear my side of the story. I know he probably hates me and thinks I cheated on him but he needs to know that I would never do that especially to him.

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