This story will be about a girl who's 17 who has a brother who's 20 and he's very protective over her. She has to move in with him and his roommate/ bestie after living with her mother who passed away from having an illness she could no longer fight...
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The nurse leaves the room and I stare at Kayla, she's looking away from me. I walk over to her and sit on the bed and grab her hand. She looks at me with watery eyes. "I want you to be able to trust me" she tells me.
I look down not knowing what to say to her. "This isn't working out for us" she mumbles, i look up at her with a raised Eyebrow. "I know but your carrying my baby" I inquire.
"I didn't sleep with him Carson" she replies, I keep keep my head down. "What happened then, why did he message you" I ask. She begins to sigh. "When i met him he started being weird and telling me I should be with him instead because your not right for me." She slowly tells me.
I move my eyes into looking at her noticing her looking away from nervousness. I hold her hand tighter. "Then when you left he told me he always tries to get with your girlfriends as you never know but I said to him he's a shit friend and left to come check to you" she sobs out. She puts her hands over her face and begin to cry. "He did it for me and you to end it. He wanted to get in between us so he could have me. But I don't want him I want you." She manages to say through her small cries.
I pull her in closer to me and hugging her. "I want you to but for right now we will take it slow okay?" I tell her and she nods her head yeah. I kiss her forehead. "have you been eating?" I ask her worried knowing she hasn't been out her room Lately. She moves her face from me and looks up me shaking her head no.
"I don't feel hungry" she says, I raise an eyebrow. "Well both of my baby's need feeding" he tells me making me smile a little.
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1 week later, I'm out of hospital now finally. It was so good to be sleeping in my own bed again. my brother has been more protective again like he use to be after what happened.
And for Carson, he's making sure I'm eating, resting etc. He's acting like I'm disabled or something basically.
I'm laying in my bed now scrolling through my phone until I hear a knock on my door. "What" I ask annoyed. Carson opens it with a smile. "I wanted to make sure you've eaten" he replies struggling. I cover my face with one of my pillows. "yes Carson I have fucking eaten." I mumble through the pillow.
"Hormones are that bad for you already" he sarcastically says making me move my face from the pillow and glare at him making him chuckle. "You ask me every 5 minutes if I've eaten. Stop worrying" I tell him. He rolls his eyes at me. "fine!" He shouts a little, getting up from my bed and leaving my room.
I look at the door not closed and sigh. why can't people close doors?
I hear my phone send a notification through wondering who it could be. I open my phone up and see a message notification. From maddy.
