Chapter 12: Good Times

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Nathan's POV


"Just don't let me hear you if you two decide to do it in there." Max laughs after he says that. Lucy giggles a little, but she sees the expression on my face and immediately stops.


"Yeah yeah..." I sigh, slightly annoyed at him. We walk into the bedroom and close the door behind us to have privacy.


"Nath, what's wrong? He was nice enough to let us stay here for a while, and you should at least be nice back. At least while we're here."


"What?!" I hold a fist up to her, but then I see her cower away from me.


"Nathan, don't. Look at what you're doing. You don't want to hurt your baby or me. Look at what you're doing. Think about what you're about to do."


I look at her, cowering, so I put my fist down and look towards the ground. "I'm sorry, Lucy. I didn't mean to scare you. Please don't be scared." I kneel in front of her, tilting her head, so our eyes meet.


"I will never hurt you again. I promise. I love you." I place my other hand on her cheek and kiss her softly. She shakes her head and breaks the kiss almost as soon as it begins.


"Just let me be for a little while. I may have a little PTSD from past abuse." She looks as if she's about to cry.


"Lucy...don't cry. Please."


"Get away from me. Please. I-I need to be alone for a while."


I move away from her and stand up. "I'm sorry. I've caused you so many problems, and I can never fix them or make it up to you." I step back until I feel my hand touch the door behind me. I open it and walk out of the room and up to the attic of the flat.


I want to return to the good times we had before I started hurting her. I wish none of the bad things had ever happened to me.


If none of those things ever happened, I wouldn't have hurt, and she wouldn't be afraid of me. There was nothing I could've done to stop what had happened to me. If none of that happened, we would be happier, and she would be less afraid of me.


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Dylan's POV


I miss the old Lucy a lot. We would party together all the time, every night we could. When we were young, we were best friends and then dated for about a year before we finally hooked up.


She made me so happy, but as soon as she told me she was pregnant, I was scared and left her, which was a bad move because the guy she was with now beats her. If I stayed with her, she wouldn't be going through that hell with him. We would be a family and live happily ever after like we always wanted to and how we always talked about in the past.Her first kiss and her first time were with me. I'll never forget that. Now I want her back. Ava and I need her back with us, and I won't stop till I have her back with us.

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