We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
Sugar We're Going Down ~ Fall Out Boy
Rosie's POV
I was laying on the couch, I was 14 weeks pregnant and I felt like being lazy, fuck it, I was making another human, I deserved to be lazy. I was enjoying it too, well until the doorbell rang.
"Rosie, babe, get that." Blake called out. He was out the back doing who knows what.
"Excuse me?"
"Oh nothing." He said, coming inside and walking past me, towards the door. "I was talking to myself."
Damn right you were, I thought to myself, I sure as hell wasn't getting up.
He walked back in with a miserable looking Peyton trailing behind.
"Hey." I said, not getting up, lazy. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." She said flopping into a chair.
I looked at her, god she looked miserable.
"Peyton?"
She shook her head and looked like crying.
"Okay, what's wrong?" I asked her, sitting up.
"Nothing."
Well that was bullshit.
"Blake." I called out. "Get us a drink."
There was no reply.
"BLAKE." I screamed.
"Jesus, what?" He yelled, running into the room.
"Can you get us a drink babe?"
He rolled his eyes at me, but left to get us a drink anyway.
"Okay Peyton, from the top, what happened?"
"He called me."
Did he just. She didn't have to tell me who, I knew. "What did he want?"
"He asked me to have lunch, hang at his place."
I glanced at my watch, it wasn't twelve yet. "What happened?"
"He kissed me."
Goddammit Matt. "And?"
"And she showed up."
Blake walked in, handing us a drink. "I just got a message from Brian, drinks at Matt's place if you're interested."
"I'll think about it." I said, waving him away.
I looked at Peyton, now she looked pissed. "I don't know what he's playing at Rosie."
"I don't know, but if you ask me, you need to talk to him."
She shrugged. "I don't think it's worth it."
"As for Tess, well she's up to something." I told her. "My guess is she wants Matt, hell she wanted him when her sister was married to him."
"She did?"
"Oh hell yes, disgusting slut."
I'd had many run ins with Tess and I could see a few more in my future.
"Oh."
"Peyton, do you like him?" I asked her.
"I don't know." She said quietly. "He's a nice guy, he really is, but I can't compete with her, christ."
"Maybe." I said quietly, maybe not, I thought to myself. "Anyway now you're here, stay for lunch. Go out back and I'll get changed and meet you out there. Fuck Matt, he's an ass."
She nodded, standing up. "Thanks Rosie."
I sat there and watched her walk out, then I got up and headed upstairs
I picked up my phone.
"Hello?"
"Matt it's me, Rosie." I said.
"Oh hey, how are you."
"Good, I hear you're having a party."
"Well it's not really a party." He said. "Are you coming?"
"Is Peyton going?" I asked him, knowing the answer.
"Well." He hesitated. "I've been trying to call her."
"Is that right?"
"She came over this morning, but I don't know, she left."
I had to give it to him, he sounded bothered by it.
"Well you know what they say Matt, three's a crowd." I told him. "But I might drop by." To talk to you, I thought but didn't add. 'But I'd say Peyton probably won't come."
He sighed. "Can you just ask her to answer my calls?"
"I can't promise she will, but Matt, you're fucking with my girl and I don't like it."
"I'm not Rosie." Suddenly that shrill, slutty voice interrupted us.
"Hurry up Matty, what are you doing?"
"See you later." I snapped hanging up the phone.
Oh I'd see him later, he and I were going to have a talk, a very fucking long talk.
