chapter 12

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The next few days were hard. Between tending to Mallory's morning sickness and the fact that she didnt want the baby. I had to convince her not to get an abortion because it wasn't fair to not give the baby a chance.

"Are you sure your okay?" I asked in a restless voice.

"Yes. Im okay, you can go get some sleep." She smiled through the pain. Just like she always did.

I kissed her forehead and left the room leaving the door cracked incase she needed me. For some reason my heart felt so heavy. Mallory's stomach was getting pretty big now, it was going on her 7 month of being pregnant. It gets harder and harder to take care of her every waking day. But I love her. So I can't complain, she's still as beautiful as that day I met her.

I sat out on the front porch waiting for zack to get done cooking. Tears rolled down my tired cheeks. I felt a hand on my chin lifting it up. I stared into the eyes of someone I didnt really want to see right now.

"Corbin." I grumbled as I ripped my chin out of his grasp.

"Emma you can't hate me forever." He mumbled as he took the seat next to me.

"Why the fuck not? Your a prick who thinks he can treat any girl the way he pleases and then expects them to forgive you. Well fuck that. And seriously fuck you." I said as I got up out of my chair.

"I know. But you need to understand." He grabbed my hand.

"No. You need to understand. She's mine you little bitch. Touch her or try and take her from me and ill rip that pretty little throat of yours out." I was so close to him our noses were touching.

" Emma get out of my face!" His fist made its mark on my face as I fell backwards.

I stood back up and grabbed him by the throat. Slamming his back against the brick wall and tightening my grip on his windpipe.

" I told you. You can't just treat women how ever you want!" I slammed his head against the brick wall.

That's when he grabbed the sides of my face and head butted me. The world around me started to spin and then everything went black.

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