Fight For Love

Part 36

"Why would I do that? We don't like each other and there will never be a chance of changing that," You replied.

"Oh Y/N, Just give me a chance. How about we look for something for my future niece, hmm?" Gene asked.

You pushed the cart toward the same aisle Paul had been on when the three other men had shown up. Feeling the man's eyes on you every time you glance over your shoulder, making you wish Paul would come back soon. Gene grabbed your shoulder and pulled you to a stop just as you got to the strollers, turning you to face him.

"Do you love Paul?" Gene asked

"Are you serious? Of course I love him! We are engaged and there is a little girl on the way. Why do you always question this and why are you so triggered by your best friend being happy?" You asked.

"I'm not scared of Paul being happy, you stupid hick. You are just running him through the ringer and will make things worse for him than Pam did. Let him go back and live his normal life, focusing on the band and raising his son. You hooked on to him because your mom needed help, so let me help the whole family out," Gene replied.

"And how would you do that?" You asked, crossing your arms.

"Give me the amount you would need to live comfortably with the little bastard, plus help your mom. I'll write you a check and you disappear tonight. It will break Paul's heart for a bit, but we will get him through it." the bassist replied.

You stared at the man, totally in shock at the request he just made. No one else in or around the band had ever questioned your relationship with the singer. Their only request had been not to hurt him again. Shaking your head, you began laughing like a crazy person, causing Gene to step back a little with a raised eyebrow. You moved closer toward him with a fist balled up.

"Calm down, okay? Everyone will win in this situation. If the bastard wants to come looking for Paul once she is old enough, then she can make that decision. Just let us all have our normal lives back," Gene said..

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" You screamed.

All you could see was red as you moved toward the bassist, seeing the taller man gulp in fear.

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(Paul POV)

"So since you already asked Y/N to marry you earlier than planned, cancelled the birthday party without warning, are we still on for the engagement party or baby shower?" Eric asked.

"You couldn't ask me this while we were with Y/N? It would involve her with those last two parties, idiot," Paul replied, smacking him upside the house.

Tommy snickered at the sight of the drummer rubbing his head. The singer shook his head at his bandmate, not at all shocked by the stupid question. He looked at both men, seeing the anxiety dripping off of their faces. Paul crossed his arms in front of his chest, waiting for one of them to say whatever was on their minds, when a bloodcurdling scream came from across the store, causing all three men to turn their heads and listen to the voice.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH! I'M NEVER LEAVING HIM," You screamed.

"Oh, my god we left Gene over there," Tommy said, turning to see Paul running down the aisle

The three of them ran back toward the baby aisle, finding you punching Gene in the face, as you screamed about money and leaving. Eric and Tommy darted toward the bassist, grabbing him just as Paul snatched you up, pulling you to him. You cried into his shoulder, as the singer glared at the bassist seeing the blood dripping from his lip to his chin. Paul suppressed a chuckle at the sight, reminding him of the bands' make up days.

"That bitch is crazy, Paul! You want a family with her, and that temper. What about little Evan?" Gene asked, jerking away from the two men's grasp.

"Gene, we are in a store, not that your opinion really matters, but let's not let this dispute end up in a gossip column," Eric said.

"What did you say to her? She doesn't scream like that ever, not even to me," Paul asked, still rubbing your back.

Paul kissed the side of your head and rubbed his hand down your back, trying to get you to calm down. Gene stayed silent and tried to avoid the singer's glare. The singer waited for a response, trying not to think back to the discussion with the doctor and how the mood swings would be stronger because of the diagnosis, until you pulled away looking up at him with a blotchy red face.

"He asked how much it would take for me and the baby to live comfortably away from you and help my family a bit, too. That you all wanted your normal lives back and the little bastard could come looking for you once she was older." You whispered.

"No baby, you must have misheard him." Paul replied,

"No, she heard me right, Stanley. I'm tired of hiding how I feel about the bitch, what she has done to my band, my brother and nephew. I think maybe I should give Pam a call before the three of us have this talk. She should probably join us." Gene said.

Paul looked at Gene, feeling his stomach twist at the hate that had come out of his mouth. The man had hated Pam until Shannon gave her seal of approval, but the bassist had taken this to an all-time low.