Rebel At Heart

Chapter 33: Mishap

My mouth falls open. Could it be true?

"Wh-what?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Richards. There's no heartbeat."

Tears start to stream down my face. He leaves the room discreetly as I turn to Blake. I sob into his chest. He rubs my back slowly.

"It's going to be alright, Boston. Everything is going to be alright."

I smile up in agreement even though, deep down, I know it's not true.

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The minute we get back to the cottage, I head up to the bedroom. I'm not in the mood to tell anyone what happened. Blake is right behind me. When we're both in the bedroom, he closes the door, pressing his lips to mine. My guard is down for a split second. Then I spring into action.

"Stop, Blake. What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"I was hoping to distract you from this whole situation."

He presses his erection against me. I'm disgusted.

"Are you serious?"

He sure looks it. His eyes are hungry with desire. He wants me. Bad. I tear my eyes from his distracting form. I lock them with his lust filled eyes. I push away from him.

"I just found out I had a miscarriage! I lost the baby, Blake!"

"I know..."

"No you f**king don't! You just want another excuse to have sex with me, don't you? You're going to use my upset state to get yourself another orgasm!"

He doesn't respond. His eyes look towards the ground.

"Dammit! Trenton was right."

"What did that ass say about me exactly?"

I glare at Blake.

"He made me see more clearly. Then you came and blinded me with your charm! It's not going to work anymore, Blake! I'm smarter than that!"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"You! You're a sex addict! All you want from me in sex and you know I won't leave you because I have feelings for you and you made it more real when you proposed. Well I'm a free woman and I can always leave you!"

"What are you saying?"

Here come the waterworks again.

"We're through. I can't do this anymore, Blake."

I took the ring off my finger, thrusting it at him.

"Come on, Boston. Don't do this. We can work this out."

"No, Blake! We can't! I'm done with your behavior. I'm thoroughly disgusted with your actions!"

"Boston..."

"You're just a...."

"Don't say it, Boston. I've tolerated that long enough."

I stare at him for a moment before releasing the ending words.

"You're just a walking STD!!!!"

URGENT!!!

If you just want to stop reading here, skip to the epilogue. If you want to continue, don't bother reading the epilogue. It's meant to be an alternate ending for people who want to stop right here. 

Thanks for sticking with me

~Ronni