Miserable at Best (Sequel to Our Never Ending Melody) (NateWantsToBattle)

Chapter 3

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Since this baby has been born, both Nate and Morgan have major Baby Brain. Maybe Nate more than Morgan.

Two days ago, he made him and Morgan coffee. He made Morgan's perfectly fine, but he made his with Salt instead of sugar. He got overly pissed off, because he couldn't tune his guitar properly. Yesterday, he thought it was Sunday. It was Tuesday, and today he gave Baby Formula to my cat... His daughter doesn't use formula yet. She's literally relies on Morgan.

This Hunter thing is really dragging him down. I feel bad for him. I really wish Hunter was still alive. I feel as if both Nate and Morgan would be happier. Of course Morgan is upset, but she didn't witness Hunter die.. Nate, sadly did.

If Nate didn't witness Hunter's death, would he be like this?

Today, I found Nate in the living room with the baby. He was alone.. Well, I mean, my cat was with him.

"Hey!" I say. "Where's the mother of that child?" I ask.

"Out with Phebbles." He told me, getting up. "Morgan wanted a day to herself, and I'm not leaving until 3."

"So, you're alone with the baby?" I ask.

"Well, I mean. Yeah, I'm her father." He told me. "Now, shut up! I think she's in a dead enough sleep."

He looked fine, and he sounded fine.. Though, I'm certain some of his words were slurring. As I watched him walk down the hallway, I glance to the fridge. Five minutes later, he returned, setting my one of three cats on the couch.

"Why do you have Bijou?" I ask him, as he fixed his hair.

"She was in my room. I didn't want her suffocating my daughter." He told me, looking at me.

"Aww, look at you Nathan. Being Cautious.. You're a good father."

"Well." He sighed, looking down, though he didn't finish.

"So, what's the plan for today, Mr. Smith?" I ask him, as he cleaned his glasses.

"I have things to do." He said. "I need to get a hold of Mike, to get that footage from him, then I need to get Morgan peaches, and I have to call AJ... I owe him big time." Nate explained.

"What did AJ do for you?" I ask.

Nate looked up, then hesitated as if he said something he shouldn't have

"After I got out of the Hospital for the car accident, I don't really know what happened, or how it happened, but I found myself here, standing in front of the penthouse.. I must've hit my head or something, cause Sparrow and AJ insisted they take me to their house." He said silently, looking down.

"Did you--"

"Never mind." He cut me off, looking away with his eyes closed. "It's nothing important. I'd rather not talk about it."

He didn't look up from the ground, but he sighed.

"Nate, if you want to talk about something, I will listen." I tell him, glancing to my cat who was using Nate's chair as a scratching post.

"I have nothing I need to talk about." Nate told me, as I grab the cat, pulling it away from the chair.

Nate looked at me then to the cat. "Was Bijou just --"

"No!" I cut him off, setting the cat down.

He looked at me then to the chair.

"But I just--"

"Shut up, Nate." I say to him, smiling.

He looked at me, then sighed. "Sure, shut up Nate." He repeated, which made me laugh.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I ask with a laugh.

He chuckled silently. "The question is, what isn't wrong with me?"

"Just shut up." I laugh, playfully hitting him in the head.

He smiled a little, taking his phone off the counter.

"Baby's sleeping, I'm going to shower." He told me. "If she cries, just give her a bottle."

"Alright." I say to him, as he walked away.

Nate actually laughed for the first time in three months.. I forced it out of him.

But the true question is.

Was it real?