Chapter 15- What the hell is your problem?

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-Alex POV-

She was acting so weird. I thought we weren't gonna lie to each other anymore. Even though I kind of spied on her, something happened. Maybe she was confessing her love to him or something. I'm overthinking things, obviously. Maybe she did really let him down easy and all this shit is over.

I go over to the bed and she her lying down already in her pjs, eyes closed. Her face was in the pillow she might have been crying but I wasn't sure. I strip down and hop in the shower, I let her be alone. She was already annoyed with me.

I stay in the shower for quite a bit of time, thinking about Carly and Wen being together, I still can't believe the things that she has gone through., and he didn't protect her like I would have. She would have never gotten hurt, if only I known her sooner. Fuck. Even though she's been through so much with that.... Bastard, she still wanted to be around him. It did not make any sense, just thinking about it made me so pissed.

I finally get out of the shower after ten minutes and wrap the towel around my waist I walk in the room and I see Carly on her phone texting rapidly, I look at her for a second and she doesn't even notice I'm there. It was really annoying how much she's been ignoring me. I just love her and want all of her attention. I go to my drawers and only put on boxers. I heard Carly call my name, "Yeah, What's up." I answer without turning around.

"I'm leaving, I-"

I turn around so quickly, it was like I could get whiplash. She was now standing up changing into jeans and a t-shirt. "What?" I try not to yell, "What do you mean your leaving? It's late baby." Did I really bug her so much that she was leaving. I slowly move closer to her only for her to move father away from me.

"Y- yeah. I be back in a little bit." She looks away, and I hated that she was hiding something from me. She grabs her purse and tries to leave the room, but I don't let her.

"Babe." I whisper as I block the doorway, I was not just gonna let her leave without her giving me an explanation, "Where are you going?"

"I said I'll be right back." She still does not make eye contact with me. Carly was a fidgety and it was getting pretty annoying. My own pregnant fiancé was ignoring me and leaving at late hours of the night. I couldn't just let her go after what happened to her a few years back.

"I can't just let you leave Carly, I'll go with you." I suggest.

"It was six years ago," She whispers like she was reading my mind, "I think I can manage g-going to the store."

I raise my eyebrows, understanding her needs, "I'll go to the store, you rest. Okay?" I push her back little to signal for her to got to the bed, "What do you want? Hersey's, Butterfingers, pickles, whit-"

She puts her hand up in my face tell me to stop, "I can manage to get it myself." She look so annoyed and ready to just get out of there.

But I was done with her bullshit. I was done trying to be the nice guy, she was pushing me away like I didn't matter to her. She try's to walk past me, but I forcefully grab her arm and push her against the nearest wall, "What the hell is your problem?" We were inches apart. Her eyes were wide in fear. I did not like seeing her like this, but I did not want her to leave.

"Let go of me Alex." She still doesn't meet my eyes, I could see the terror in her eyes. She wanted to leave me.

I grant her wishes and instead put my arms on either side of her, "You're pregnant."

She rolls her eyes, "Thanks for the information Captain Obvious."

I could feel my blood boiling as she just smirked at me, "Carly," I say softly trying not to punch a hole in the wall, "Your pregnant, and I don't think you should be going out to the store this late, I ca-

She cuts me off again, "You know what, your'e right. I'm tired anyways. Can you go to the store and get me some pickles." She smiles and gives me a kiss on my shocked face.

"Ok?" She just gave in, "You go to bed and I'll be back as soon as I can." She gives me another kiss and I put on some clothes. Before I left I made sure she was in bed, and she was. That was my signal that she was safe, so I left.

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I had the two types of pickles in my hands Genuine and Kosher. I couldn't remember which one she liked better, she was really picky when it came to the different brands. I decided to just fuck it and get both, I was wasting time. I quickly go to the register.

"Pickles, huh?" The Cashier with the name tame Bryan asks, "Interesting snack at this time at night, it's almost 11pm."

I laugh a little, "It's for my pregnant wife."

He makes an 'O' with his mouth and scans both the pickle jars, "Your total is 10.86"

I swipe my card and head home. I was proud of myself that I manage to keep Carly safe. I don't know what guys are out here to get her. I was happy that I didn't blow up on her too much. She seemed fine and I that's all I wanted.

"Hey Carly?" No response. She probably didn't hear me, hence she was in the bedroom. "I didn't know which brand you want to I got both," I walk closer to the bedroom. "I mean, there was other brands, but theses where the most know brands to man haha." I opened the door ad she wasn't in the bed. "Carly?"

No response.

"Carly? Where are you?" I say a little louder.

No response.

I immediately go to the window to see if her car was still in the driveway.

It wasn't

She was gone.

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