He's My Nerd and I'm His Jock

Chapter 11 - Blackmail: Part 2

(A/N): Hey guys I'm back. If you want to know how I did, which you probably don't but I'm still going to tell you. I only remember the games on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.

Friday: One out of three games.

Saturday: Two out of three games.

Sunday: Three out of three games.

We won gold/first place. Keep in mind, that I'm on a mediocre team (not all that bad, out of 10 games, we've won 6 so far.) So, let's get started with this chapter. I would like to thank all of you for commenting and voting. 💜🐵

Dylan's POV

"So, you're probably wondering why I picked this place. Well in all honesty, I need to tell you something and you can't tell anyone. W-well... Uh... I'm going to hav-," Addison got cut off of what he was going to say by his cellphone ringing and got up.

I obviously went to listen in on the conversation without him knowing.

"Hey baby, is everything alright?... Why can't I tell him that I'm pregnant?... N-no, y-you're not t-telling me the truth... Okay, I'll come home... I love you too."

HE'S BLOODY PREGNANT. BUT, I LOVE HIM AND IT'S NOT MY BABY. AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH. FUCK MY LIFE.

Addison came back up to me with a sad smile and wet paths down his eyes from crying.

"Can you take me home please? Well Wyatt and I's home," he said and I nodded sadly.

As soon as we hopped into my car, Addison told me the address and looked out of the window. Soon after he looked out of the window, he started silently crying. I stopped the car at Wyatt and his house and Addison got out and I drove off to Vince's house.

Addison POV

As soon as I got out of the car, I ran up to the door and it opened revealing Wyatt, so I threw myself into his arms. I let him hold me tight and whisper sweet nothings into my ear as I cried into his chest. As I was crying into his chest, I could feel him move us into the house and onto the loveseat.

"Shhh, its all going to be okay, we will figure this out. If you want, we cold move, switch schools, whatever you want," Wyatt said with concern.

"N-no, w-we'll fi-fight this o-out, together," I said not wanting to give Payton and Dylan the satisfaction of their victory. Wyatt pulled me up off of the loveseat and we went in to our room and ordered take out.

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As I opened my eyes, I started to get a headache and started to make this weird noes that was a mix of a cat and dolphin. I then smacked my arm onto Wyatt's bare chest, and he jolted up getting whip lash.

"Ah shit, that hurt like a motherfucker," he said rubbing the back of his neck, and for a second I forgot about my headache.

"Are you okay baby? Do you need some ice for your neck?" I asked, concerned.

Wyatt nodded his head and I climbed out of bed to head down stairs. I opened the freezer and pulled out an ice bag. Closing the freezer and opening the fridge instead, I poured two glasses of water for the two of us, and got some Advil.

As I went back upstairs, I took a double take, looking at the counter.

How did I not notice that note?

I walked back to the counter and placed the glasses, ice, and Advil down to look at the note.

Dear Addison,

I know that you're pregnant, and let me start off by saying that you're an abomination to this world by being a faggot AND pregnant. If you do everything that I ask of you, not one soul in this world will know about you... and that thing. I will send you a letter whenever I want you to do something and you'll have a deadline. If you don't complete the task... the whole world will know you're a freak who does not deserve love, attention, but hate and the need to die.

Your first task is to break up with Wyatt.

Deadline: MONDAY @ 12:00 PM

P.S. Don't test me, I have power and connections.

Sincerely,

Anonymous

I dropped the note in the trash just as Wyatt came down. Whoever this anonymous person is, he/she can go suck my ass. I love Wyatt and we don't keep secrets from each other. I turned around and held on to Wyatt, whispering into his ear.

"I just got a note saying that this anonymous person wants us to breakup and that he'll be sending me things. The note is in the trash. I love you, we're still together, no mater what," I said and let go.

"Let's just get ready for laser tag," I said.

(A/N): I'm so sorry for not updating, I have had so much going on. I have loads of homework and four projects due in Geometry, Science, Drama, and English. I'm going to pick a song for this chapter later. Also, I'm so sorry but I have to put this book on hold, but only till May 9th. And I don't want to put pressure on @WriterrAttHeartt to update the book when she has other books and a life as well.

~Purple Monkey 💜🐵