Okay let me just start off by saying, this is not how I pictured my life going. My name is Emmarie Ethridge. I am 19 and hardly ready to live in this world of adulthood I'm being thrown into. At the moment I live in a town in Colorado named Loveland...
I couldn't really decide what to do about the ring I found in Madeline's apartment so I decide to ignore it. Grayson and I were finally doing okay, I felt better around him and I wanted to continue feeling this way. No reason to bring up another fight about something we have moved past. I don't care who she was, I was just happy to have Grayson back to myself. I'm still struggling a little to trust him but that will likely always be an issue.
I was out in the kitchen listening to music and making some blueberry pancakes for breakfast, I've never really like blueberry's before but the baby sure is obsessed with them! I was a little startled when Ethan came bursting through the door. I froze as he glared over at me, his eyes were red and puffy, like he had been crying.
"Eth, are you okay?" I asked starting to walk over to him.
He saw my movement and ran into his room slamming the door. Shortly after, I heard the switching of his lock.
Grayson walked out of the hallway, "What was that?" He looked at me worried, coming over to my side and pulling me into my chest. Gray covered my head with his hand pulling it onto his chest. "Are you okay?"
I laughed a little at his over protective reaction. "Yeah I'm fine, Ethan was the one that was slamming all the doors." I backed out of Grayson's arms and went back over to my now burnt pancake. "I think he's upset about something..."
"I'll go check on him!" He said walking towards Ethan's locked door.
Ethan's POV
I was so mad, but I was more sad. Sad that I know everything that happened. I'm sad for Emma, I love her so much and she doesn't even see it. I would never do to her what Grayson did. I would never cheat on her, I would make her feel like a princess. But ill never be able to.
I hate that I know what I know. I don't know what to do, I don't know if I should tell Emma or go to Grayson first. I wish I wouldn't have found out who she was.
I heard a knock on my door, "Ethan, what's up?" It was Grayson.
"Nothing, I just want to be left alone." I figured I could just ignore them both until I decided what to do. "leave Grayson."
I heard him walking away, thankfully.
Grayson's POV
Ethan didn't want to be bothered and I wasn't going to baby him. If he has a problem and wants to talk about it he will come around eventually. He's an adult I'm sure he's fine.
"Nothing?" Emma asked as she licked the pancake mix off her fingers.
She was adorable, "Nope, oh well."
I went up to her and picked her up, sitting her on the counter, she yelled playfully hitting me, "Hey you jerk put me down!"
"Baby," I pouted until she stopped fighting me. "You suck at cooking." I'm pretty she had burnt 3 pancakes this morning. She always gets distracted. "Do you want me to make it?"
She frowned and a tear streamed down her face. "How am I suppose to care for another living being when I can't even make a freaking pancake..."
She was so emotionally and honestly if was kind of funny to me how upset she got about little things like this. "Emma..." I walked over to her as she sat on the counter, and I wiped away her tears, cupping her face. "It's a pancake baby, don't cry. Come on, lets go get breakfast."
"We're just going to give up on them like that... that's so sad."
"Baby, they are pancakes, go get dressed. Maybe we can stop and buy some things for the nursery." Her face lit up. I know she's been dying to start on the baby's room. She was on Pinterest 24/7 looking at ideas. Honestly I loved how excited she was about it.
She ran into her room.
Emma's POV
I ran to my room to get dressed, I was so excited to go baby shopping.
I put on a cute floral dress that fit my great, baby bump and all. I decided I would just pull my hair up so I didn't have to deal with it.
Grayson walked into our room, yes 'our' room. "Hey are you almost ready?" He asked as he changed. He threw on his ocean hoodie and some jeans.
"Yeah I'm getting there! Calm down." I finished putting mascara on and walked back into the room.
"Baby, its kinda cold. You're going to freeze!" I rolled my eyes at him.
He shot me a *you know I'm right* look. "Fine... I'll change..." I moped over to the closet, making sure I looked sad at I pulled out grey leggings and a hoodie. I changed out of my dress quickly and headed towards him. "Better?"
"Oh I'm sorry, did you want to freeze your cute little butt off?!" He said laughing, "Let go dork."
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We headed out and stopped for breakfast first and them went to target. Grayson chose the crib which was really cute and Dark wood, it was a 4in1 type so we could use it was a toddler bed, day bed, all those fun things. I wanted to do grey and pink for her room colors but more grey.
I was walking by an isle that had cute lettering to put above the bed. That when I realized that we haven't even talked about a name for our little angel. I stood there looking at all the different options when I felt Gray's arms wrap around me as he put his head in the crook of my neck.
"What are you looking at?"
"Grayson, what do you think we should name her?" he stood up from leaning down near my face.
"hmm, we should name her Grace, like Grayson but short." He laughed.
I hit his chest with the pack of onesie's I had in my hand, "You're a dork."
I walked away from him back to the cart I left at the end of the isle, he followed. "I was being serious!"
"Well Grace is cute but It would be so confusing. What if I'm yelling at you saying 'Grayson' too quickly and she thinks I'm saying Grace?"
"I guess that's true, but you don't yell at me that much! What were you thinking?" he walked next to me as we headed to the front to check out.
I didn't know what I was thinking, I hadn't even once thought about baby names, "I'm not sure, maybe we will know once we see her." I smiled at him.
He leaned in kissing my forehead, "We will baby, or we will think of something."
We checked out and headed home.
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I wanted to go check on Ethan, maybe he would talk to me.
I went and tried to open his door, this time it was unlocked, I walked in to see him sleeping on the edge of his bed. I sat down on the floor next to his head.
"Ethan," I ran my fingers through his messy dark hair.
He groaned, rubbing his face in the pillow. Ethan looked up at me, his eyes were red and puffy again, "Em, what are doing?"
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I continued playing with his hair as his head hit his pillow again, "I'm worried about you buddy."
He grabbed my hand and pulled me up next to him, so he could lay his head on my lap. "Emma, you might hate me after this.... But I have to tell you something."
