It was Saturday night around 11:30 pm. The boys had a party at the house so I was lounging on the couch waiting for it to end. I don't mind parties but I'm tired and want to sleep without a bass going off every 10 seconds.
Jack, my boyfriend, was off talking to his friends while I settled on the couch. Zach came and sat next to me.
"Hey," Zach greeted.
"Hi," I simply respond.
"Why aren't you with Jack?" Zach questions.
"He never gets to see these people and plus I don't feel like meeting people," I answered.
"You might want to find him, his ex showed up and God knows shes crazy and who knows how drunk Jack is!"
"We both know Jack doesn't drink and I trust him. He'll tell me if something happens or stop it before it happens."
Right? Wrong. I didn't find that out until about a year later. A while right. What could possibly happen? Well I didn't know but I was about to find out.
The doorbell rang and since the boys were out I opened it. A girl with sunglasses and a hood up handed me a car seat and said 'tell Jack I can't do this,' which she then ran off.
I stood there dumbfounded. I took the baby inside and set her on the couch. I needed to see if she was okay. If her mother can abandoned her who knows what she did.
That baby was my first priority. I took her out and gently held her. I checked her and she was fine so I held her tight as I grabbed my phone. I dialed Jack's number and got very angry quickly while it rung.
Call:
(Me is bold, Jack is not)
Hey babe what's up? I'm kind of in the middle of a meeting
JACK ROBERT AVERY IF YOU DO NOT GET home RIGHT NOW AND EXPLAIN YOURSELF I SWEAR TO GOD I Willl DRAG YOU OUT OF THAT MEETING MYSELF
Whoa, whoa, whoa! What's going on?
Oh I don't know Jack, let me fill you in: a women dropped of YOUR baby and said she can't do this anymore before running off and leaving me with YOUR CHILD!
I have no idea what's going on but me and the boys are coming home right now
I swear to God those boys better protect you when you get here because you are a dead man Avery!
End of call
I threw my phone in the couch and looked through the baby's bag. There was not explaining that her name was Laila and she was 3 months. Her mother and Jack hooked up at that party and 9 months later the baby was born. So that the back story which brings me to where I am now which is screaming at Jack while the boys listen upstairs while Daniel has the baby.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU AVERY!" I screamed at Jack.
"I was drunk and I'm sorry!" Jack pleads.
"YOU DIDNT EVEN TELL ME YOU CHEATED AND NOW I FIND OUT THROUGH A BABY!" I yell.
"Y/n I was drunk and I don't even remember anything! I remember hanging out with Jonah, sitting with you and then leaving to talk to Tim. The rest is black. I didn't drink so unless someone spiked my SODA then I was hit or something."
I sigh at sit on the couch.
"We're done Jack."
"Y/ I was drugged! I'm not lying, I swear!"
"No Jack we're done. I will help you raise the baby because in the only chance she's got considering your career. I'll stay in the guest room and we will be mutual."
"I-I-"
"That's it. Her name is Laila and until we figure something out, we're the best she's got."
The rest if the night was filled with us getting use to taking care of Laila and a lot of cold and hateful glares from the joys to Jack. I knew I had to stay to help raise the baby. I mean there was going to be a second one soon considering I was 2 months pregnant, but no one knew this. Not even Jack...
