Happy Together (YBF Love Story)

Chapter 17: Figuring Things Out

AN: So I made another Redneck AU

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Wednesday, January 4, 2023

I open my eyes and stretch before moving myself to lay on my left side. I rub my eyes and hear a door open; causing me to look back. Peter walks in and smiles "Good morning, Darling." He says as he sits down beside me "Good morning." I say tiredly before yawning. He rubs his left hand against my side gently "I just got some videos done and uploaded. I figured I'd let you sleep in. Especially after this morning." He says. I remember me throwing up all over his bathroom around 6 this morning, and grimace "Yeah, I'm still really sorry about that." I say as he smiles softly "Don't worry about it. My apartment is hotter than yours right now. I shouldn't have kept my temperature up so high." He says as I shrug "It happens." I say with a shrug "Are you feeling any better?" He asks with concern in his voice "Yeah...but, uh, we need to talk." I say as I sit up. He looks at me alert. "I-" We both suddenly hear vibrating "It's your phone." He says as I reach over to my jeans to pull it from my right back pocket. I swipe with my right thumb and answer "Hello?" I ask "Yvonne? Hello? Hellloooo?" "Yes, Mom. I can hear you. What's up?" I ask "Your father and I got a divorce." She says as I suddenly hear a seagull. "Ack! These spotted doves mean business!! Stay away from my food!!" Mom shouts "So I heard." I say "Probably from Howard. No surprises there. Ugh, these doves are driving me crazy! Waiter, hey, Waiter! Come over here and beat this thing away from my Loo Loo or whatever it's called!" She exclaims "Miss, it is Lau Lau." I hear a guy with an accent say "Mom, where are you?" I ask "Oh, I'm in Hawaii. Waiter, seriously, if you don't rid me of this bird I am going to speak to your manager!!" She shouts "What are you doing in Hawaii?" I ask. Peter arches his brow "I am allowed to have a vacation, Yvonne. Is it such a bad thing for you? Charles, oh Charles! Can you please call the room and tell them that I demand 20% off my food for this awful bird!...what do you mean I don't call the room?! Ugh, look, Yvonne, can't you just support me for once?! I am having a good time on my Honeymoon and I don't want to hear any more complaints!" She exclaims "YOU-" I take a deep breath "Darling?" Peter mouths as I take more deep breaths "Okay, you are right. I am sorry. I was just wondering where you were." I say. "I've got to keep calm. Keep stress down." I tell myself "Well, good. I figured you'd see it eventually." She says. My right eye twitches "Do you need a minute?" Peter asks quietly as he starts to rub my left leg with his left hand "Who is that?" "It's Peter, Mom. We celebrated his birthday last night." I say "Oh lord, I should have known. You know I don't like him, Yvonne. Why is he-Sir!! Get back here, or I am leaving a bad review! I can see you hiding behind that fake tree!" She exclaims. I just hang up and cross my eyes "Awww." Peter coos as I glare "What? I can't stand when she starts her Karenness." I say "That's adorable when you cross your eyes like that. You're always so cute when you're mad." He says with a smile "Well, thank you I guess, Babe." I say awkwardly with a giggle "So, what is your Mom doing in Hawaii?" He asks "She's on her Honeymoon...I didn't tell you, she got remarried." I say with an eyeroll. Peter now gets a confused look "Didn't your parents just divorce yesterday?" He asks as I nod "Enough about them. They drive enough of a saga for me." I state. He smiles "Is there anything you'd like to do today?" He asks "Not sure. Maybe we can walk the park or hang around here. Just something calming." I say. He nods "Okay, that sounds good to me." He says as he stands up and helps me up "Do you mind if we drive to the park?" I ask "Uh, yeah, sure." He says as I nod. After we get into his van we take off. I absentmindedly put my right hand on my belly and blink in surprise; what am I going to do about this? I now look to my left at Peter "Hey, can I ask you something?" I ask "Sure." He says "I know this sounds random. But I was just thinking, babies are really expensive, especially in this economy. If we ever did have one, like you're wanting, how would we take care of it?" I ask. He bites his bottom lip and nods "Okay, good questions. Well, I make a lot of money, like I told you before about my apartment. Once the baby would be born I'd take a leave for about a few months just to adjust and help you in any way I can. It's a good thing I work from home, so I can be there through any emergency possible. You'll never have to worry your pretty head about that." He says. I arch my brow "Okay, what about me?" I ask. He glances at me and arches his brow "What about you?" "I'm not on Medical Leave forever, you know? I'll be back there in seven weeks." I say "Yeah, I know...but I'd like to be close to you if anything ever happened." He says. I arch my brow "You can't follow me around my job, Peter." I say "Well, I was actually hoping you'd quit your job. I make more money than you do, and I think the baby will need full attention." He says "You want me to quit my job? Peter, we could hire a babysi-" "No." He says sternly. My eyes widen. "I wouldn't want that. A baby needs their parents, and that's what I want." He says. I look down as he now stops the van; as we make it to the park. We sit in silence before he takes a deep breath. "Darling, I appreciate that you'd want to help out with the baby. I really do. But the only help I would need from you is to just stay with our baby. I can handle the job...if you'd still want one after the baby is born, we'll think of something. Okay?" He asks "Yeah. Sure." I say. Peter gives me a confused look as I hop out of the van and walk "Darling." Peter says as he gets behind me. "What's the matter?" He asks "It's nothing. Just thinking about things is all." I say as I cross my arms "Okay, talk to me." He says. I stop walking and turn to look at him "It's just me thinking, Peter. Nothing else." I snap "Okay, but why all the sudden questions?" He asks "Because I just wanted to know how you'd be as a father. Nothing wrong with that." I say "You don't think I'd be a good parent?" He asks, disappointment forming on his face "Peter, babies can be a lot of trouble. And they're not gonna be babies forever, they will become members of society, Peter. I wouldn't want a baby to grow up poor or neglected becau-" "What is this really about, Yvonne?" He asks, cutting me off. I huff "The way you are right now. Thinking you can control me if we had a baby, it scares me if I'm being honest. How do I know if later on in the pregnancy you wouldn't change your mind and want me to-" "Want you to what? What's gotten into you? Look, if I had a kid, it's my responsibility too. I wouldn't change my mind, because I have wanted this since I met you, Yvonne...you're doing it again." He says "Doing what?" "This thing, I can't describe it. You're fine and then all of a sudden you act like you're scared of me. I don't understand." He says "You don't understand why I wouldn't want to be controlled when it's my baby too?" I ask. Peter gives me a weird look and I roll my eyes "It's fine. Whatever. Just forget that I said anything, alright?" I ask before storming from him "Darling, where are you going?" "Just home...look, Peter, I have a lot to think about. I'm sorry!" I exclaim "Sorry, what are you talking abo-" "I have to go! I just need time." I say before running. I can hear Peter calling out to me, but I just keep running. I run back to my apartment and start to feel cramps; so sharp I whimper from the pain. I remember that the doctor told me to stay off my feet; that's right...I head inside my apartment and sit down before crying. Now what am I going to do? I can't let him control me like this. I won't. Maybe I shouldn't tell him? He'll be relentless with the kid. But this is what I wanted. What if this is just my anxiety...? I shut all the blinds, walk into my room, and shut my door; also shutting and locking my window. I just need a break, and I need space from this world.

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I ran down an empty school hallway. It was so dark, and I could hear music being played in the gym. I managed to get outside and bumped into someone "Hey! Watch it, will ya?" He asked. I moved and ran to the left. Sweat and tears ran down my face "I'M COMING FOR YOU, YVONNE!!!"
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SNAP!

I open my eyes and sit up; panting heavily as I look around the room in fear. It was just a memory, a nightmare more like. I look to my left at my clock to see that it's 3:30 in the morning; I must have passed out after coming in. I sigh and look down "I'm not going to let him get to me...not anymore." I say as I grip my sheets tightly. I don't know what to do with this baby yet, but I don't want Peter involved if it means he's going to be controlling or abusive in any sense. I'm done with it, and I am done pretending that everything is okay...I need to get away.