Chapter 20.

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Magnus' POV

"Stop being such a baby and tell them!" I yelled.

"NO! It's not that easy. You know how my parents are Magnus and you know what could happen if I told them," Alexander yelled back.

We were fighting over the fact it had been a month and Alexander still hadn't told his parents about the engagement or the baby. Clary was about to have her baby, and of course she asked me to help deliver. I was quickly gaining weight and it would soon be obvious something was going on.  

"I know Alexander! But you're making it seem like it's something to be ashamed of. Are you ashamed of loving me? Are you ashamed of getting married to me? Are you ashamed of OUR baby?" I knew I was being irrational but I couldn't help myself. Apparently a part of being pregnant is raging hormones and eating everything that will just make you stay fat after your baby was born. It isn't really fair to Alexander, but I was still angry.

"Magnus," he said carefully, "You need to calm down. None of that is true. I just need more time. Please. Just- sit down and relax."

"No! Don't tell me what to do! Plus, I have a job to do! Maybe you should focus on yours and telling your parents you're future husband is having a fucking baby!"

He sighed and shook his head, "I'm done talking about this with you." 

He turned and went out to the terrace. Alexander had picked up a very bad habit recently. Smoking can be very detrimental to a person's health. But whenever something was bothering him, or whenever we fought, that's what he did. He would go outside, have a cigarette and then come back.

I watched from inside as he did this. I couldn't follow after him because it was dangerous for the baby. This time, instead of one, he had two. Which was heartbreaking since it was my fault. I felt terrible. He came back inside and walked over to, he grabbed my face in his hands and kissed me. I could taste the sour taste of the cigarette on his tongue.*** We kissed a few moments longer and then broke for air. 

"I'll tell them tomorrow," he said and gave me another kiss.


***I don't actually know what Cigarettes taste like. Sour is how I imagine them to be, they smell terrible so I think they would taste terrible.



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