The Sloan Family (the remake)

Chapter 8

All hell break louse

"You're pregnant?!" Mark said.

Well, on the upside she didn't have to tell him anymore.

"Mark I can explain, I..." she started.

"You what, hum?" He interrupted her. "You were going to hide this pregnancy from me again? Hiding my kids from me once wasn't enough for you, you had to do it again! I thought we were getting on the same page you and I."

"You mean the one where you want a paternity test?! We're not on the same page Mark, we've not been on the same page since you told me Callie was pregnant!" She shouted.

"You're the one who chose to run away! You're the one who choose to ruin her life! I had no vote in that decision!"  He shouted back.

"Mark!" Meredith said. She couldn't let him insult her sister and her godson and goddaughter.

"Oh don't! You're as bad as she is! You knew that Brian and Leslie were mine and you still said nothing."

"Just stop! Not only did you just implied that my kids, your kids were a mistake that ruined my life, now you want to blame my sister for not telling you when you clearly never cared about it before, huh. Mark, you keep acting like all of this is only my fault but you never tried to contact me after I left. I never once got a call from you and every time I called, you were laughing and you didn't care if I was on the line. You're to blame too." Lexie had enough of this for one night. She walked out of the kitchen and went to get her kids. Both of them were sleepy and couldn't wait to get home.

"Come on guys, we just have a little bit to walk and then you'll be able to sleep in your bed. Now lets got."

"I'm too tired to walk, mama. Could you carry me?" Leslie implored her mother.

"Me too mama, my legs are not working!" Brian told his mother.

If they had been babies, Lexie would've been able to take them both in her arms but they were 5 now and Lexie was pregnant.

"I can't carry both of you, and I don't want anyone to be jealous so you'll have to walk. Mama is tired too."

Her kid started wining but she kept on going and they followed her. Lexie silently hoped that Mark wouldn't follow them or offer his help. She didn't need that right now, not after the fight they just had.

She finally arrived on the steps of her house. She opened the door and hurried in to put the kids to bed. Both of them welcomed their blankets with opened arms as it was way past their bedtime. For once Lexie hasn't had to force them to sleep and she was grateful for it.

Almost right after she closed the doors of her children's room, she heard a knock at the door. She knew it was Mark and she didn't want to fight with him because she too was tired of her day and she also had to wake up early the next morning to go to work.

She went down the stairs and she could see Mark's figure behind the door. She stopped moving, hoping he would go. But Mark knocked on the door again. Lexie opened the door and stayed in the frame, letting him know clearly that she wasn't inviting him inside.

"What?" She asked.

"Why? Why do you do this?"

"Go put my kids to bed? So I can sleep too and be able to go work in the morning."

"You know that's not what I was talking about." He said. "I meant why do you keep hiding my children from me and why would you hide your pregnancy?"

"To keep you from hurting them and because I don't want you," She paused because she knew that what she would say next would hurt him. "I don't want you in my life, I don't want you to destroy me like you did and I especially don't want to fall in love with you again because that, that would kill me. And because I didn't want this to happen again, I never asked to have your baby, again."

Mark looked shocked. How could she be destroyed by him? And why wouldn't she want to have kids with him? Was he that bad of a man?

"Look, I'm tired and I have to work at 6 tomorrow so could you please go."

"Yeah sure." He walk down the stair and looked back. "Lexie."

"Yeah." She said annoyed.

"I never meant to hurt you."

He walked away and she closed the door and the lights to go off to bed.

"I never meant to hurt you either." She whispered to herself.