My Hero

Chapter 44

"I'm here to help you Phoenix. Tell me what to do." He knelt in front of me, not touching me.

"This doesn't feel right. I feel like everything I'm doing is wrong. Something inside me doesn't feel right. I feel like what we're doing is wrong. And I feel like you're.... not the one, but I know you are. I love you but I can't help pulling away. I do it with every single boyfriend. Every single friend I ever get close to I end up pulling away before I pull back. I can't help it." I looked up and saw that Nico had tears in his eyes.

"I don't want to pull away Nico, I want you in my life." I told him honestly.

"I-I don't know what to do..." He whispered.

"Me neither." I whispered. "I called Austin and told him that it was happening again, and he said to tell you. That you loved me so much that you'd do anything in your power to keep me, that'd you'd even die for me. He can see the way we look at each other. Is that true bug?" He gave me a small smile.

"Yes. I love you with all of my heart. And it kills me to see that you're hurting." He sighed. "I know some books say to give each other space but I don't think that we can do that very well in our case seeing as we live across the hall from each other."

"And whenever you're near, I have to be touching you." I admitted.

"I don't know what to do..." We both whispered.

"We need to start being intimate again. . . " I mumble, blushing.

"What?" He stared at me. "You just told me over the phone that we needed to stop."

"I know and I'm sorry. But maybe we need to be more intimate and that will help us again?" He shrugged slowly.

"If thats what you really want . . ."

"We can always try, and if it doesn't work then we'll talk it out again."

"Do you still love me?" He asked, placing a hand on my cheek. I grinned down at him.

"Of course I do." He grinned at me and then kissed me loveingly.

It was beginning to get heated when someone knocked at the door. Emily strolled in just as Nico sat back on the floor in front of me.

"Oh sorry, I didn't interupt anything did I?" She asked, reaching for the doornob.

"No mom, we were just talking and sorting things out." He told her honestly. She smiled sympathetically at us.

"So y'all are good? No fights or awkward break ups?" She asked as Nico and I both smiled at each other.

"Nope." We both sang at the same time.

"Good." She breathed, telling us to get to bed. I looked back down at Nico, just as Emily shut the door.

"I love you." I reminded him as he smiled and kissed my lips, lovingly. His hands wrapped around my waist and then he froze.

"What?" I pouted, not liking that he stopped the kiss.

"You're getting fat." he informed, frowning.

"Thanks." I frowned. He looked up into my eyes seriously.

"I'm being serious babe. Are you eating a lot or what?" I glared down at him.

"I live in a house full of boys." I told him flatly.

"Phe." he pleaded. I sighed as he lifted the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my chest, letting it hold itself up. I felt his fingers graze over my belly, as my eyes slide shut and I lay back against the bean bag. He quietly examined my belly, gently running his fingers across it.

"Phoenix . . ." I felt a tear roll down my cheek as Nico whimpered my name. I felt his hands make their way around my stomach, just as if he were holding it captive in his grip.

"Phoenix . . . ." he trailed off, hiccuping. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a tear rolling down his cheek.

"KIDS! I said get to be---" Emily stopped, looking at us, our position . . .

My stomach.

My protruding stomach.

I stared into Nico's wet eyes as I heard a sob come from Emily. I tore my eyes away from my boyfriend as I dared to look at Emily, my boyfriends crying mother, the woman I was living with. The woman who took me in. Who fed me. Who clothed me. Who loved me. The woman who's son I had had sex with, twice.

And now I was sitting here, pregnant.

"Oh my--" her hands flew to her mouth, "Please. . . Please?" I felt my eyes fill up as she couldn't bear to take in the sight. Couldn't bear to register that her 17 year old son is having a child.

"How long has it been?" she whispered.

"February 2, was when we. . . Did it. . . A couple weeks since we did the tests." I told her.

"What did the tests say?" she asked, sitting on the couch and holding her head between her legs.

"1 positive, 2 negative." I informed her. She sighed.

"Great."

"Great?" I asked, confused. Her head snapped up to meet our eyes.

"Yes great! I knew I shouldn't have let a hormonal, teenage girl in my house, full of hormonal teenage guys! My bad. It was my mistake! I couldn't say no to your father!" she took a breath.

"Mom...." Nico warned but I placed my hand on his.

"No wait. I'd like to hear this. Go on Emily, tell me how you really feel." I told her, getting slightly angry.

"I honestly think you should have stayed with those friends of yours! Then you wouldn't be pregnant, your friend might be alive still. My sons minds wouldn't be corrupted, and you wouldn't have pulled us apart!" she screamed, clearly letting out her anger. "I honestly wish you weren't here! I don't know why I agreed to letting you stay here? I hated your mother!" tears pricked at my eyes. "She stole your father from me! I hated ever since Middle School, and now I have her daughter staying in my house and to top it all off! She's pregnant!" I jumped up from the bean bag and ran out of the room, running up the stairs without tripping. I ran into my room and slammed the door shut behind me, standing in the center of the room.

I stared at my bed, disgusted. That bed is what made Emily hate me so much. Her son. Her delicious son.

There was a gentle knock on my door and bugs voice came through.

"Baby?" was all he had to say to make me burst into tears. He heard me and opened the door quickly, locking it behind him and then taking me in his arms.

"Shh, it's ok." he whispered, stroking my hair.

"Nico!" I cried. "I'm pregnant." I sobbed into his shoulder.

"We're pregnant." he corrected, pulling my face into his hands, making me look into his eyes.

"Nixx, I'm not going anywhere. I love you and I'm going to love our baby just as much! Got it?" I nodded my head.

He smiled and sat on the bed, pulling me to his lap. "So you know the exact date we had sex on?" he questioned as my face didn't flush red this time.

"Of course I do." I defended. "It was my first time, why wouldn't I remember it?" he smiled at me while I blushed.

"You know this means we can't have fun anymore?" I asked him. His eyes gaped.

"What why?" I smirked at him.

"Hun? I have a human being growing inside of me." he rolled his eyes.

"Fine." he pulled me into my blankets with him and cuddled up to me.

"Do you have any names picked out?" he asked me and I thought.

"Sophia, Addison, Noah, Liam, and Mason." I told him. I could feel him smiling.

"I love them all except Addison. You wouldn't believe me if I told you this, but all those names were on my list except Addison." I smiled up at him.

"See? This is why we're perfect for each other!" We pulled each other under the covers and cuddled up to one another.

"Goodnight Phe." He mumbled, kissing my forehead.

"Goodnight Nico." I mumbled, leaning into him. "Tomorrow should be interesting." I muttered while he chuckled, dryly.

"Yes interesting." I sighed.

"She's gonna hate me now." He shook his head.

"She'll get over it." He kissed my forehead.

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*Nico's P.O.V.*

It was tearing me apart inside that she felt so bad. I hated seeing her so broken. I hated that she felt this way, all because of my mom. If she's afraid that my mom is going to hate her after this, just wait until Ben, my "dad", finds out! He'll have a cow! I sighed, holding my baby to me. She's so gorgeous, I don't know how I got so lucky to have someone like her.

In a non-creep like way, I studied her sleeping face. To her nose, with her long lashes that fall just to her cheek bones. Her hair, that currently was everywhere on the pillow and around her face. The slight smile that played on her lips, while she slept peacefully. All the way down to her belly. . . Her growing belly. . . The one that possibly held our child.

Our child.

I never, ever thought I'd be saying that at 17! If you would have asked me about a year ago what I'd be doing when I turned 17 or 18, I definitely wouldn't be saying I was a becoming father. An I never would have said that the mother to my child was a girl that I had been friends with when we were little, or that was living with me now that her father was in the war.

Shit.

Her father! Before he had left last time, he told her not to do anything that she would regret later on, and both of us knew what he was talking about.

I wonder if she regretted this? Does she regret doing it with me? Does she regret being pregnant? Does she regret dating me? Does she even love me?

I mean, she did try to leave me earlier? But like she said, that's what happens all the time. I knew I had to keep her around, I just have that feeling you know? You know the feeling when you can feel something is so right? So right that you never want to let go? Never want to be apart from that person. That you want to be with them for the rest of your life. . .

Yes, i do want to marry Phoenix.

Just not yet.

Phoenix is something else. She does something else to my insides and makes me feel special and different. Listen to me! I sound gay!

Phoenix gives me butterflies, whenever I see her or touch her, whether it be by accident or on purpose. She makes me feel like someone could actually care for me. Someone actually likes me and not just for my money.

She genuinely likes me and I love her. I love her so much it hurts.

I stared down at my gorgeous girlfriend and thought back to when she first came in. I smirked at the thought.

I had heard she was staying in the room across the hall, so I went in and lay on her bed. What I wasn't expecting, was her to come out in a towel, dripping wet. I knew from the moment I saw her, that she was gonna be fun. Fun to mess with, fun to hang around, fun to be with, fun to kiss, fun to play with...

And boy was I right! She's so perfect! Way beyond what Trinity ever was! Trinity had tried to get back together with me, she had called that one day when we told Emmett we were getting married. She was pleading for me to take her back, but I yelled at her and told her that I had Phoenix and I loved her more than life. And then Phoenix came in, so I just hung up, I didn't want to worry her with anything.

And when those boys came down with her friends, I went ballistic! I know I'm not perfect, heck I don't even know why she's still with me! I'm so screwed up!

I loose my train of thought when Phoenix squirms in my arms and moans a bit in her sleep.

Why does she have to be so damn perfect?