It's your Baby (A Nash Grier Fanfic) | COMPLETED

Chapter 43

"Where were you?" my brother asked, I sensed some anger in his voice, and I didn't liked where this was going.

I walked towards the couch, sat down, and shrugged my shoulders. "Why do you want to know?"

He scoffed, arms crossed, a little glare plastered across his face. "Because I'm your brother, Gwen. I thought we already went through that. I am your older brother; my job in this world is knowing where you are and how can I protect you. You are indeed my little sister after all"

"I already told you that wherever I go, it's my business, not yours. And you know what? I am tired of arguing with you"

"We don't argue, we discuss"

"Really? Are you sure? Ever since the baby news, we've done nothing but to scream at each other, or-or you trying to babysit me--"

"I'm trying to protect you"

"I love you, but I don't need protection"

"Where. Were. You?" he asked each word deliberately slow. I let go a heavy sigh, and started debating with myself, thinking what excuse could I make.

Oh, you thought I would be honest and tell him about Nash?

Well. . .You got that wrong.

He obviously kill me if he knew. But he would kill Nash first. I'm sure of that.

"Well?" he pushed, impatiently tapping his fingers in the wall, waiting for my response.

"I just went out--"

"With Dani? I just went out with her, you weren't there" he interrupted me.

"No, I just walked around, getting some fresh air" which was actually true. I just so happened to have found that pregnancy building, and so only then did I call Nash.

"Bullshit" was his only response. Now, that made me mad. Furious even. I stood up from the couch, my blood boiling in a way that I couldn't help but balling my fists.

"What does it matter for me to actually tell you where I was if you aren't going to believe it!? Why do I even bother to tell you, huh? If you are just going to jump in to conclusions"

"I didn't jump into conclusions, I'm assuming that you're lying. I can see it in your face"

"That's the thing, you always assume, you never trust me"

"You were with Nash, weren't you?"

I raised my hands up in surrender, and shook my head. Yes, I was technically saying the truth, Nash appeared after everything. It wasn't planned for us to meet up.

"This, is unbelievable. You are unbelievable" I started walking up the stairs, walking to my room.

"Gwen, come back here! We aren't done talking"

"We finished with this conversation ages ago! You are the one who keeps going and I am so done!" I screamed and smashed my door so hard I believe even the neighbors heard it.

What is happening to us!?

We never, ever, argued like this before. It's so uncommon for us to s team like this.

Why, why, why?

All I wanted was some support, not an interrogation every day I cross through the front door. What's next, tie me to a chair and torture me until I speak. I mean, it's sweet that he cares for me, but everything has a limit, and he crossed it a long time ago. I am tired, with all of this. Every time I think it's going to be a good day, it always ends up with screaming, crying, everything. I'm crying by now, hugging my pillow as the tears rolled down my face. I caressed my stomach once in a while.

"It's not your fault" I reassured to my growing bump. "It's mine for allowing this to happen"

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{I know it's short. I knooooooow! And I am so, so, so sorry. But I do hope you enjoyed this mini Chapter that I wrote with a lot of love 😉 Comment & Vote if you'd like, you can always share the story too! I hope you have an amazing day!}