**Tyra P.O.V.**
I looked at Brice then at Kate. I know she what she did when he was younger was beyond wrong, but she really needed someone to comfort her right now.
I walked over to her and sat down, putting my arm around her shoulder. She leaned in more towards me and I looked up to see that Brice was sitting back down again.
"Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...I just don't...ugh," he stood back up and walked over to squat in front of her. He put one of his hands on her knees, causing her to look up, uncovering her face. She grabbed his hand and gave him a weak smile.
"I just want him to grow up with his mother. Brother too, if you would help me?" At that last question, Brice sighed and shook his head.
"I can't do that. I can't just act like those eight years of my life never happened," he was much more calm this time when he continued, "I needed you when you weren't there. I can't put someone else in that position, let alone a baby."
She sighed and wiped her face on her sleeves again. I could tell that she was really thinking hard about his confession. I decided that this was the time to drop my arms and scoot over a little more, giving her some space.
"I guess I can understand that," she said after pulling herself together.
"But you can you just go see him? I just want to know how he is doing."
She had a pleading look in her eyes, but I can tell that Brice was going to object, so I decided to speak up for the first time in the past twenty minutes.
"Sure. Its the least we can do," I gave Brice a glare when he was about to open his mouth and go against my words.
She smiled and gave me a quick hug. A few minutes later, we were heading out the door, ready to go see baby Nathan. I really like that name, its cute.
When we reached the Jeep, Brice walked over to my side and opened the door without even looking at me. I know he is mad that I agreed to meet Nathan, but he can't dislike a child he haven't even met yet. I think it would help him come to some conclusion on how to help Kate, even if he doesn't want to. Its the right think to do.
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We decided that it would be a good be a good idea to go see the baby tonorrow, so we were heading back to my house. I don't think I can handle how quiet he is being right now so I reached over and turned the radio on. I didnt like the station so I changed it to 100.3, yes I listen to country music.
This earned a small smile from Brice, but he still kept quiet. Not too long later we pulled into my drive way and I hopped out not waiting for him to come open the door, I just need to get inside and away from the silence.
After we were both inside and I had locked the doors, I walked over to the couch and sat down looking at the t.v, I didn't know that I left it on buts its too late now to worry about the electricity bill.
Brice took a seat at the far end of the couch still not talking to me. I can't do this anymore. I stood up to go to my room when I felt Brice grab my arm.
"Stay."
The word was hardly audible, I'm surprised that I had heard it at all, but I did. I frowned a little and looked at him.
"If you are just going to sit here and give me the silent treatment, then I don't think I want to hang around for it."
He closed his eyes and gently pulled on my arm that he still had a loose grip on, causing me too fall softly onto the spot next to him. With that same hand he reached down and intertwined our hands, that seems to be his 'go to' for when he need to calm down.
He opened his eyes and looked at me. There was so much raw emotion in his eyes, that it hurt me to even look in them but at the same time, I couldn't look away.
"I'm sorry. Its ju- its just too much right now," he bgan to rub his eyes, which were puffy from his previous break down.
"You have nothing to be sorry about. Its not your fault, it never was and it never will be."
"Thanks."
I scooted closer to him and leaned my head on his shoulder. Ghost Adventures was still on, so we just sat their watching it.
I jumped at a couple parts, like loud noises, or EVP recordings, that would come up on the occasions. During a commercial break I decided to risk my fate with being grabbed at by a ghost, and go to the bathroom. As I made way into the bathroom, I happened to look into the bathroom mirror. I looked drained, emotionally. I picked the brush up that was laying on the counter top and brushed my hair out, throwing it into a messy bun on the top of my head.
After peeing and washing my hands, I came back into the living room to find Brice with his whole body sprawled out, covering the whole couch. I groaned loudly causing him to look up with a smirk on his face.
"I just wanted to be comfortable." He said while looking up at me, still holding the smirk.
"Fine. I guess I will take the other couch, asshole," he wasn't going to let that happen. Grabbing my hand for the 28th million time, he stopped me from walking.
"Or," he began, dragging the word out longer than necessary, "you can just get comfy on top of me," I know that he noticed how dirty that came out, but Im going to let it slide, just for tonight.
"I thought I was 'fat'," I said remembering the last time I layed on him and he acted like he was getting squashed like a bug.
"Shut up and just lay with me," he said rolling his eyes and pulling me on top of him. To my surprise, it wasn't as bad as I thought it was. As soon as I was laying down, he wrapped both of his arms around me, just in case I took a tumble to meet the floor. My legs layed between his considering the fact that he had one leg hanging over the front of the couch and the other propped on the arms of the couch.
"See, its not that bad," he cooed at me like I was a scared and fragile baby doe.
"Shhh, the show is back on," I faced the t.v. with my cheek and ear on his chest.
He let out a low chuckle that sent rumbles through his chest, making me smile because of how funny it sounded when my ear felt and heard it.
Throughout the show, I don't know if he noticed or not, but he kept rubbing his hand up and down my back. I'm not complaining though but it was very......calming.
After another episode of Ghost Adventures, the marathon ended, leaving us with either ESPN or Team Umizoomi. Brice started watching a football game, that I didn't care to watch because the Dallas Cowboys were playing. I hate the Cowboys, even if I am from Texas. I'm more of a Patriots fan, fuck all the 'cheating' accusations.
I decided it would be fun to mess with Brice for a little bit. I moved a little until I had my arms crossed and my chin resting on top, just looking at him.
He didn't react to my constant stares, at all. Just continued to watch the game like it was the best thing ever created since Hot Pockets.
I sighed, huffed, made patterns on his chest, even kissed him. He didn't budge. I smiled, thinking of something that would definitely get his attention.
I started to sit up, straddling his waist. The only thing he did was, bring his arms up to cross the over his chest. Still sitting up, straddling, I grabbed my phone and went to Snapchat.
Going through the filters, I was trying to see which one fit him. I finally deciding on the cute goat filter. I took a couple if snaps with him with the filter captioning the last one "My G.O.A.T 👅😫".
I knew he was going to see it later but oh well. Still being ignored, I tried to get up to go to the kitchen. He wrapped his arms around me and flipped us over so now he was hovering over me. He let me go to prop himself up on his elbows
"Thanks for going with me," was the first thing he said while looking me in the eye. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"No problem, but you do owe me for that," he smirked.
"And how do think I should pay you back," I smiled and shrugged my shoulders.
"I don't know. I'll think of something."
He shook his head and nend down to peck my lips. I could get used to this. But for right now, I'm hungry.
"Ok get up, I need food."
