Hate Is A Form Of Affection (UNEDITED)

Chapter 43

MATTS POV

Football practice was torture. Coach was just as mean as he was the last time he was here. My body is sore, and I need to start working out Again. Besides, I want to impress my girl. I Step into the Super Market. I see there's A Lot of People, and I Go All The Way to the Back.

"Well Hurry up! We don't have all Day! I want it done In 5 minutes or your fired!" I hear Some Guy Yell. He Looks at me.

"Are you Matt?" He asks me.

"Yeah." I say smiling.

"Here." He passes me This Uniform, and I Look down at it. "Put It on, and Get to Work. I need You to Clean Aisle 7, there has been an incident." He tells me.

"Uh, Okay, what Kind of Incident?" I ask him. This guy is creeping me out, I might Just Quit Before I even had a chance to Start.

"SomeOnes Kid threw up, Just go do What I asked." He says walking away. Grumpy much.

I put On My Hat, and Shirt that Has My Name On it. I smirk, and Start Walking to aisle 7.

"Here, your going to Need this." My boss says handing me a Mop, and Bucket. So I'm the Janitor... great.
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"You did good Kid. Come Back tomorrow at 5." He tells me.

"Uh, will I Have to Be Mopping floors tomorrow sir?" I ask. I don't want to be mopping floors all the time.

"I don't know, we'll see." He replied.
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I Get Home, and I See Chelsea Sitting on one of My Chairs in the front Porch Rubbing Her Belly Back and Forth. I sigh, and Step my foot on my porch. She looks up at me, and Smiles. I smile At her Awkwardly.

"What are you doing here?" I ask Her.

"I just Wanted to Talk to you." She tells me.

"What?" I ask Her. "Is everything Okay with our Baby?" I ask getting worried.

"The baby is Fine. We're fine." She tells me. I sigh in relief. Thank god. I can't imagine Losing My Child. I don't know what would happen.

"Well, then What Is it?" I ask Her.

"I Wanted to Apologize, for What I did the other day, It was wrong, and I'm Sorry...and I'm sorry Ive been calling nonstop it's clear you don't want anything to do with me." She says shaking her head Sitting back down on the chair. I sit down next to her.

"No, It's not that it's just that I was going through a hard time, and You Kissed me, and it was inappropriate." I explain.

"I know, which is exactly why I Came here to Ask you for Forgiveness. It won't Happen Again." She says smiling at me. I nod.

"How's Our Baby Doing in there?" I ask Looking down.

"She's good, or He's good. I think We're Having a baby Girl." She says smiling. I smile at the thought of My child. I can't wait to be able to hold him In My Arms, and tell him how much I love him . I want to have a boy, but If we had a girl It wouldn't matter, I'd love them either way.

"What do you think It'll be?" She asks me.

"I think It's going to be a boy." I say chuckling.

Chelsea Laughs. "When he grows up, he'll be just Like You. Strong and Handsome." She says Holding her belly.

"How far along are you now? It's been a while." I say.

"I'm 2 Months Now. 8 weeks.I have an appointment Soon. In 2 days. It's just a checkup."

"Would It be Okay if I Tagged along?" She looks at me with this Look, and I immediately regret asking her.

"Never Mind, if you don't want me there then-"

"No, I want You to Come. Besides, your the Father, you should be able To Tag along on my checkups, and everything else."

"Thank you." I say.

"No, thank you." She says smiling.

"Why are you thanking me?"

"I want to thank you for.. being a man, and not running away when you found out you were having A Baby. I'm glad you aren't Like those Kind of Guys. Most guys would run away as soon as they found out, and get away whatever they chance they got, and they wouldn't want anything to do with their child, and that's heartbreaking. Your a good guy Matt, I hope you Know that."

I Nod.

"It's getting a little Late, we should probably Go to sleep. We have school tomorrow." I remind her.

"Oh right, I totally forgot About that. I'm A Little Nervous." She says Biting her Bottom lip. I've always loved that...

"Why?"

"None of My Friends know about the whole pregnancy thing. They're going to freak out once they find out. They'll shut me out, and treat me differently. Everyone will. Im just a little afraid that people won't see me the same way anymore."

"Don't worry about that. Hey, if people Judge, let them. Who cares what people think right? Worry about yourself, not the people around you, and You'll be fine." I tell her. She stares at me, and Smiles.

"That's Pretty good advice right there. Thank you, I'll keep it in mind."

"I have my moments." I say Laughing. She laughs.

"Well goodnight." She says walking down the Porch. I see Her Start walking, and I stop her.

"Chelsea!" I yell running down the steps. She turns around, and Smiles.

"Yeah?"

"Do you Want a ride? It's a little cold, and Your house is a little too far away, and Its night time, which is never safe."

"Your cute when your overprotective." I stay quiet. "Sure."

"Alright." I Open my car door for her, and she steps in. I get in and start driving.

"You know, when you and Riley Were together, I was so mad and jealous. I hated the fact that you guys were together. It wasn't fair." We were doing so well..

"I'm sorry you feel that way, but I love her." I start to think about her, and her cute little giggle, and the way she bites her lip when she's nervous. I smile to myself. I want to see her.

"I know you do.. I know." She whispers Looking out the window. I glance at her, and quietly sigh. We Arrive at her house, and She steps out and closes the car door.

"Matt, thanks for the ride."
I look at her, and Then I start to think about the kiss. I still feel guilty, I should tell Riley, but I don't want to ruin anything, or get into another dumb fight. We just got back together, I don't want to get in the way of that.

"No problem. See you." I say. She walks to the porch, and I wait for her till she gets inside, so I can Leave. She makes it in safely, and I pull out the drive way and make my way Home. I barely Spoke to Riley all day and it's killing me. I should call her. I grab my phone, and dial her number. The phone rings 3 times, and it goes to voicemail. I'm guessing she's asleep. I'll just talk to her tomorrow. I make it Home and Take a shower and Head to sleep.