Codename. (Charlie Puth)

Chapter 22.

*CHARLIE'S POV*

I woke up feeling happy with the fragile - but beautiful woman beside me. My arms wrapped around her body. Her face hidden on my chest. I smiled and carefully and pull away my body from her. It's addicting though, being with her. Touching her. Everything about her is very addicting.

She whimpered a little, probably hurting a bit. I whispered, "baby? you okay?"

She nodded and she opened her eyes, and smiled. "Good morning babe." She touched my cheeks and I almost jump to the coldness of her hands.

"Shit, you're cold, are you okay?" I touched her forehead. "You're also pale." I sigh.

"I feel alright, don't worry." She smiled, somehow it's not convincing. I sigh and kiss her in the forehead.

"Today will be the DNA test result." I stated.

"Oh, yeah. I almost forgot about that, sorry." She yawned. "What do you feel about it?"

I sigh, again. "To be honest?" I paused. "I don't feel anything."

She raised her eyebrow. "You know, it's really happy to have a child, the feeling is so unreal. But it's just - it doesn't make any sense like -"

I've been cut by my phone ringing. Huh, why is En calling me? Is the result ready? Or re-schedule?

"Hello?" I answered, only hearing sobs in response.

Faye gave me a questioning look and I just shrugged.

"En?" I asked and she sobbed again.

"Char- lie" She paused. "I'm so sorry."

"Sorry for what?" I asked.

"I - we don't have a kid. It's not yours. It's not yours forgive me." She sobbed.

"What? What are you talking about?"

"She's my kid from another man. Not you." She breathed deeply. "I just - want you back, you know. I want to ruin your relationship with Faye, and - and- now I just feel so bad because I just knew Faye is sick." She cried.

I have this urge to kick her in the face but that'd be bad, "Is this all true? You made this whole thing?"

"Y- yes. Everything. Please forgive me, I just love you so much." She sobbed.

"Okay. but do me a favor here."

"Anything, Charlie."

"Never talk again to me - or Faye. Goodbye." I hung up and blocked her number.

I sigh. "What happened?" Faye asked.

"Well, apparently, it's not my fucking child." I hissed.

"Woah, there." She said try to make me relax. "The DNA?"

"No. En made up the whole thing. I told you, she's a slut." I stated and she laughed.

"Well, then, who's child is that?" She asked.

"From other man she said, well, I don't want to know. " I shrug.

"Are you disappointed?" She asked.

"Really, kinda." I said truthfully. "I was excited."

She look at me. "We will have our own baby, you know that."

I smiled. "Can we have it now?" I smirked.

"No, fucker." She giggled. I laugh and hug her.

"Let's just stay in bed today, shall we?" I suggested and she nodded.

"Agree." She put her arms around my waist and pull me back to bed.

We just lay there, in complete silence. Both looking up my white ceiling. Sunlit hitting our foreheads. The cool temperature making us feel a little chill, relaxed. Despite of my disappointment, and sadness about the child, Faye is here by my side making the situation lighter, easy to bare with. She's so fragile, innocent and sweet, and she's also have the badass side of course. She's a good person overall, though. She just don't deserve cancer. I don't want her hurting because I feel so hurt too. I want to cry every time I see her on pain, but I want to be tough for her. I want her to fight. All her badass side, I want her to use that when she's on pain. I want her to fight it. We will fight in, no matter what happens. I will never leave her side.

"I love you." I said.

She look at me and smiled. "So random." She kissed my cheeks.

"I love you too."

"Promise me you'll fight, okay?" I asked.

"I will." She said and hug me and then closed her eyes.