Finally Free [Gavin Free][Undergoing Editing]

Brad Problems and Madison

(Jane's POV)

"So, when are you planning on telling Burnie?" Bree asked as we sat in a small Mexican restaurant, eating our lunches. During the whole two months of my pregnancy, Gavin and I haven't found the guts to spill it to him. I knew he would be disappointed at the fact that I got knocked up before marriage, so it terrified me to tell him.

"Uh, not sure," I moved my knee length jumper to billow out more so it would cover up the small bump forming. "Later."

"When later? You're gonna have to do it soon. Do you want him to find out by himself?" She said, taking a bite of her green burrito. I looked down at my hands. I didn't want to wait or hide, but I was afraid of the disbelief that would cover his face. Gavin was more persistent on telling him, which surprised me.

"Whenever I feel like it Bree," I snapped at her, making her brown eyes widen in surprise. "Sorry. Anyway," I decided to change the subject. "Who's that Brad guy you keep bringing around? I mean, he's nice and funny, but it's kind of uncomfortable when he visits you here."

"How do you mean?" She asked, taking a drink of her water before finishing her lunch.

"Well, he's always too close to you, like a few feet away and the way he looks at you--"

"Jane," She held up a small hand and provides me with a smirk. Her long black hair is slightly curled, a new look she's been doing, and her dark makeup around her eyes brightened her golden brown iris'. "He's just a friend. We have a lot in common and he's also an expert mountain climber." She said with a small sigh and I furrowed my eyebrows at her.

"What does Ray think of him? I mean, you have been brining Brad home with you sometimes." I finally manage to eat my taco.

"Ray's a little pissy whenever Brad stays, but he gets over it and just plays his games." She shrugged.

"Does he have a girlfriend?" I asked her.

"No, but he's fresh out of a terrible relationship. He has a kid." She shrugged. I almost choked on my piece of taco before I looked up at her.

"A kid?"

"Yeah. A little girl named Madison. She's only one, but I heard she's wise beyond her age," Bree giggled, throwing away her trash. "Brad's taking me to meet her." She began to collect her bag from the table and hook it around her arm.

"Just you?" I asked, still eating.

"I asked Ray, but he said he was too busy." Bree shrugged and scurried out of the kitchen.

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(Ray's POV)

"And then she brings the fucker home." I tell Michael, leaning back in my computer chair, running my hands over my face. I still couldn't believe this past week. Bree was constantly bringing that Brad fucker home, smiling and laughing. Whenever he leaves she's a whole other person--more reserved and tired. I don't know what I did to make her all of a sudden change, but it was royally pissing me the fuck off.

"Where did she meet him?" Michael asked, adjusting his green beanie on his mop of curls.

"At the damn café or some shit," I sighed, exiting out of my editing software. "Do you think she's cheating on me?" I asked him.

"What?" His eyes grew wide and he sat up straight in his chair. I knew it was one of the worst questions to ask, but I needed a second person's view. "Ray, I don't think Bree is capable of doing that. She loves you, I know that, I see that. I don't know why she's all of a sudden...different, but she wouldn't do that." Thank God we were the only two people in here because I was afraid of hearing anyone else's opinions on the situation.