I Guess He Hates Me(COMPLETE)

Chapter 28

The sun broke through the curtains as I stared blankly at the ceiling while I laid in bed. I had absolutely no idea what was happening in my life. Everything was changing. A year ago I was just a sad girl who had to take care of her sick father instead of enjoying university and going out with friends.

My bedroom door opened to reveal Carson, who I hadn't seen in two days since I had announced I was pregnant. I kept my eyes on him, straining to see him in the darkened room. It was 6 AM and here he was, kicking his shoes off without a word. Carson sat on the bed, dark circles under his eyes as the tell tale that he was tired.

"It's almost 7 AM..." I mumbled, still half asleep. At this point I was use to him appearing in the middle of the night but never this late.

"I almost fucked up." He snarled, mainly to himself. I sat up, rolling my eyes. He looked towards me and I watched as his eyes trailed down my body before I realized I was wearing just a bra and some shorts. I quickly pulled the blanket over my chest even though I knew he had already seen everything.

"What happened? Actually don't tell me I don't need to know. I'm tired." I felt snappish at him and it didn't help that my hormones were raging.

"Good. I don't want to talk about it." Carson seemed to be pissed off over whatever had happened to him. He pulled his shirt over his head and stood up, unbucking his jeans and kicking them off before he pulled back my blanket and climbed into my bed. "I'm sleeping here tonight."

There was no use arguing with him even if I wanted to. He rolled over towards me, looking me in the eye. There was a strange glint in his eyes that I just couldn't seem to place. I felt my eye lids grow heavy, as I tried to fall back asleep. I closed my eyes and felt his hand lightly hover against the skin of my hip. I kept them shut as I enjoyed his touch. I felt his nail softly scrape against me. It felt like forever since he had actually just laid with me.

"What are you thinking?" He murmured softly into the partially dark room.

"I... I was wondering if you're upset with me." I kept my eyes shut, afraid to open them and have to face my fears.

"Why would I be upset with you?." He rolled into his back, resting an arm above his head and another on his stomach. I gulped, my stomach was in knots.

"Because now you're stuck with me and you don't want to be apart of this" I whispered, lightly touching my stomach.

He almost smiled, it was weird and unnatural on someone like him. "Baby, it takes two to fuck and make a baby. it's my fault just as much as yours, there's no reason to be upset. I want everything to do with your, I'm not going anywhere."

He pushed himself up from the bed and I couldn't help but stare at the tattoos that adorned his beautiful body. I hesitantly reached out and ran a finger over one, my stomach twisting from the skin on skin contact.

"I love you." His voice was low and husky, and he sounded as if he had wanted to sleep.

"I love you." I yawned right at that moment. I rolled over onto my stomach, stuffing my face into the plush feather pillow.

"Lucy." The sound of my name on his lips was enchanting. He had sat up, looking at me through lazy, hooded eyes.

"Yes?" He leaned over me, and before I knew it Carson had pressed a soft, gentle kiss to my lips. It was a sweet surprise and it was over as soon as it had begun. His face remained neutral, no evidence of affection present. He looked down at me, his eyes searching my face. He glanced at my clock reading the time.

Carson sighed. He rolled over into his side, facing away from me. I scooted slightly closer to him body, basking in the warmth that radiated off of it before falling back asleep.

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It was warm in my bed. I rolled over to find a beautiful sight: a shirtless Carson, peacefully passed out in my bed. I studied him, his lips slightly parted, the freckles that lightly sprinkled across his nose that I had never noticed before, and the way his chest gently rose with each breath. I slowly slipped from my bed and padded my way into my bathroom to freshen up. After a nice, hot shower I wrapped a towel around myself, making my way into my bedroom quietly to find clothes. Carson was still asleep where I had left him.

I held the towel tightly to my body, silently scolding myself for not grabbing a change of clothes, as I made my way to my dresser. Suddenly two hands placed themselves on my hips and I had to keep myself from jumping out of shock. I felt Carson's breath on my neck and his lips moved closer to my ear.

"What a nice surprise to find." He nuzzled my neck, his long over grown black hair tickling my skin. The hands and my hip wrapped around my waist and suddenly I found myself being pushed into the bed, holding onto my towel for life. I looked up at Carson shyly from the bed. His eyes held a hungry stare I hadn't recognized.

"Carson.." His body was over mine quickly, his lips crashing against mine, the only thing separating up from skin to skin contact was the towel wrapped around me. Suddenly I felt his rough fingers push back my intimate opening, pushing two in, causing me to release a surprised moan.

"Carson." I barely gasped out as he began to thrust his fingers in and out of me. He quickened his pace, placing a rough kiss to my lips and his fingers drove into me at a quick pace. My mind was going blurry and I closed my eyes at his assault, my legs spreading for him on their own accord. My towel had come undone, and I was exposed to Carson. I soon came hard into his hand, letting out a satisfied sigh as he pulled his fingers out of me. He leaned over me, kissing me softly before pulling himself away, and heading towards the shower. My legs were jelly as I pulled my panties up them, I slipped on a large sweater, and a pair of soft cotton shorts quickly. Carson walked out of the bathroom, fully dressed with wet hair. His face remained its usual neutral look.

"I need to take you somewhere." Was all he said.