The fault in us (Quills) (Kellin Quinn & Justin Hills) (boyxboy)

Chapter 14

Hola guys :D Sad news - this is the last chapter for I don't know how long. Tomorrow is my due date (YAY!) and we will move in another apartment, so I don't know when I'm able to update again. Baby can arrive every time now and then everything will change for us. But please, I won't forget you guys. Writing is everything to me and as soon as I'm back on track, I will let you guys know this and update again! I really love everyone of you for supporting and reading.  <3 <3

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I have to admit that it was a weird feeling to know that my family and the few friends I had were supporting me more than ever in my life before. It was now two weeks ago that I got the news of being pregnant and still couldn't believe it. But my mum, even my usually so annoying sister, Gabe and even Nick were so supporting that I couldn't feel too bad about this fact. Sure it still needed time to adjust to the fact that I was able of holding a little human being in my stomach but all in all I was okay for now.

After getting the news and my mum finding out about my cutting problem she was trying to get me to therapy and I think that she was building up a plan with Gabe – now that both of them knew my secret. But to be honest – I didn't want to go to therapy. That would mean I was forced to face my enemies, have to face my fears and although I knew deep inside my head that it would probably be better and helping, I didn't want to go. It was scaring as hell and I guessed that none of both of them could really understand me. At least mum made me feel so much better that I haven't cut in a few days now. The injuries on my legs were healing now and I was finally finding out a way to get rid of the nausea which was still hitting me lots of time during the day.

"Kellin, you need to get up – school isn't waiting for you and two weeks out of there is enough!", mum was yelling up the stairs and I couldn't help but groan when I rolled myself on my stomach, hiding my face in the pillow. It would be the first day I was going back to High School after being sick and staying home the last two weeks. We haven't figured out a way of telling my teachers yet but I was for sure that we couldn't wait until the very end of my pregnancy. I would get a belly right? So I couldn't hide it anymore at some point. But for now I wouldn't be bothered by the fact but more by the fact that mum was yelling at me again.

"I'll be down in a few...", I yelled finally back although I wasn't sure if it was loud enough and probably muffled by the pillow beneath me. Why was she making me go? Couldn't I change school? Or... get home schooled or something like this? No, she was forcing me and in the moment I've heard the door bell I knew that it was Gabe to take care of me. Over the last two weeks he got closer than ever before and I really could get over Justin although I was for sure that it wouldn't last long. In the moment my eyes would catch his appearance again, I would be head over heels before I knew it. I hated my dumb crush on this boy and that I couldn't resist him. He was an asshole and I knew as soon as he would realize that I was a failure in life he would be back to the self who was making my life a living hell.

"C'mon loser, school is starting in 40 minutes and we still need to get there.", Gabe told me in the moment he entered my room without even greeting me.

"Good morning to you too.", I hissed, still not moving at all. My face was hidden in the pillow and the sheets were covering most of my body, so Gabe could practically just see the back of my head – black chaotic hair.

"Get up, otherwise I'll drench you in ice cold water and I'm not kidding.", he said, although he was grinning. I knew it, I could hear it in his voice but the fact that I had to get up was making me groan once more.

"Y'all are hating me, right? You can't just see a beautiful princess sleeping right?", I asked and looked up, finally meeting his face. Gabe was standing next to my bed, a light grin on his face just looking down at me with an arched eyebrow.