Andrew found himself unable to escape from Kevin's tight grip, no matter what he tried. It seemed that Kevin was always lurking just behind him, never letting him out of his sight. (Toxic)
After going to the doctor's I went home bawling my eyes out, I told my dad and he wasn't too happy because I was young. He told me it would be alright and just comforted me.
I'm worried. What if I have a miscarriage? I'm a man. Should I get a C-section? It'll hurt really bad. Wait, how am I going to feed it? Well, I can always get formula.
I think I'll be a great dad.
I wonder what type of dad Kevin would be like? I guess we'll never know.
————————- Four months later | Kevin's POV:
I'm doing good now, I'm not worried about anything. Actually, I'm better than ever, I'm known by a lot of people, and I don't even think about Andrew anymore.
Right, who needs him? It's not like I'm going to die without him. All of that wailing shit was for nothing. I bet he's having the best time of his life. Well, I don't care, all that time that had gone by my anger only grew for Andrew. That's right I have nothing but anger for Andrew.
For all I care he can be dead.
I don't give a damn about him. He's probably sleeping around in college. Is he in college? Not even is he sleeping around? Maybe he turned straight? I don't know—no I don't care!
I went into my room and looked for a suit, It's so many choices yet they're so bland. I wonder what Andrew would look like if he wore a suit. Whatever If he had stayed I would've brought so many suits for him.
I looked down at the closet, why are there random clothes in here? I crouched a bit and picked them up. My eyes scanned the hoodie. This is Andrew's.
My heart began beating.
Fuck.
Does it still smell like him? I put the hoodie against my nose and just as I expected it smelt like him. I felt my face getting hot. I also felt myself getting har— What the fuck is wrong with me?!
I'm going to regret it but I'll rub one out.
——————— 2 months later | Andrew POV:
Ugh. My back is killing me. I'm seven months in and I just feel like killing everyone, well not really. I'm happy though! I got to do online college, and after explaining to them they immediately thought I was lying, but after showing them evidence they were shocked and kind of disgusted.
I heard the door open and I looked back to see my dad with groceries, "Hi Dad," I smiled. "Wassup," he replied.
He sat down the groceries on the table and started digging in the bag. He pulled out a bowl of ice cream, "I got you some ice cream and pickles." He smiled.
"Thank youuu! I wanted these so bad..." I mumbled.
"Yeah..How are you feeling?" He asked. "I'm doing okay." I smiled.
"That's good...Even across the world Kevin still can be problematic." He sighed. I laughed at his ever-growing hatred towards Kevin. It's so funny to me, Kevin would probably be so stiff standing near my dad.
I laughed even louder just by the thought, I then stopped laughing by the pain shooting up my back.
A wave of seriousness took over me, "What the hell?" My dad laughed, "Looks like your soul has been taken away."
Something like that.
I laughed at his joke and continued doing my work. I heard a ding on my phone, I picked up my phone and observed the unknown message.
My eyes looked at the message. 'You're twenty-one now, right? I don't care. Anyways buy your house and pay off your tuition fees. It's Rome btw.' What the hell?
As I responded another message popped up, my eyes widened as I looked at the message.
Did he send fifteen thousand?! Is this hush money?!
I texted him back asking him to take it back, I waited for his response, 'No keep it, it's yours." What does he mean??? I can't keep this, that's just wrong. I texted him again saying I can't keep it. 'Why are you so stubborn? Just keep the damn money.'
Another message had been sent, 'Kevin gave it to you, so take it.' Kevin gave this to me? I don't know why but my heart began to beat, he's still thinking about me? I don't know...
I texted him my gratitude which he read and put a thumbs up emoji too. I can't believe Kevin is still thinking about me.
—————— |Rome's POV|
Andrew's so gullible, all I had to do was mention Kevin and it's all good. I placed my phone on my desk and picked up a bottle of whiskey.
I heard a knock on my door, "Come in," I said.
The doors opened and it was Marcus, what do he have to say? "What?" I asked. "You really went all out and separated them." Marcus gritted. "I don't know what you're talking about." I shrugged.
Marcus slammed his hands on my desk, "He was depressed! My brother was depressed!" He yelled.
Who the hell does he think he is?!
"You separated them because you couldn't handle the thought of Kevin dating a man." Marcus gritted.
"I don't fucking care whether it's a man or not. That boy made Kevin crazy. You saw it too. We all did but we sat and said nothing!" I shouted back.
"So what?! He was happy! He found someone and you had to ruin it, and you gave it your all. Really? Fucking Miami?!" He asked.
"I heard the weather was good," I shrugged.
I watched his eyes fill with anger, he grabbed the whiskey bottle and threw it on the floor, "You know that's what he's been doing all day. Just drinking, and I have to go there every day just to motivate because of your stupid fucking mistake." He said with hatred in his tone.
Now I'm pissed. I looked at the whiskey bottle that's now shattered glass over my floor. I looked back up at Marcus. "Marcus," I said.
His eyes widen, "T-The...You! Uhm...Why couldn't you just let them be happy?" He asked.
"Enough talk. Call somebody to clean this up." I demanded. His eyes lowered, "Also, you won't tell him right?" I asked, "I'm counting on you."
"Uhm...This is just wrong...So wrong..." Marcus sighed.
Marcus glared at me before turning and walking out of my office, "Spoiled brats," I mumbled.
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Marcus trying to stand up for his brother #WeLoveYouBigBrother
