World's Worst Boss

Thirteen

Selena sat there nervously. Her hands were sweating, her heart was racing. She was scared. Scared what Nick would say.

Everyone gathered into the room and took their seats. Denise had the biggest smile you could've imagine. "Father, we are gathered here to thank you." Paul started to pray. "Thank you for the meal and the hands that cooked it." He continued.

Selena did not want him to finish. Because as soon as he'd stop, she knew Denise would say something. She just hoped that it was a nightmare and was just waiting to wake up. "Amen." Everyone said.

They all picked up their forks and knives to eat. "Guys I have an announcement." Denise smiled. Everyone looked at her. "Everything okay, mom?" Nick asked. "Yes. And this concerns you and Selena." She said. Nick held Selena closer to him and kissed her cheek. "What is it?" He asked.

"Well, I decided that we should postpone the wedding 'till next year." Denise began. "We were anyways, but go on." He smiled. "The reason for that is because Selena's pregnant!" Denise cheered. Everyone smiled and clapped for the couple, except the actual couple.

Nick pulled away from her and looked at her. "What?!" He yelled making her jump. Tears escaped Selena's eyes. She felt sorry that it had to be like that. She felt sorry for Nick. "Nick I-" She started. He chuckled at her. "You're kidding me right?" He laughed it out.

There was no way she was pregnant. They never had sex. Ever. Unless she did, with another guy. Selena got up and ran up the stairs.

Nick's smile turned into a frown. "Nick..." Denise said shaking her head. "I'll go talk to her." Demi said. "No, I'll talk to her." He said running after her. "Gomez, what the fuck?!" He whispered loudly. "Nick, look I didn't mean to-"

Slap.

Nick hit her across the face before she could finish. "What did she mean by pregnant?" He asked. "They a-asked me i-if I wanted to have fish for dinner. And I s-said no, so they assumed that I'm p-pregnant when I'm really just allergic to fish." She explained through her tears.

Nick had the meanest face of all time. "Why didn't you tell them you're not?" He asked calmly as possible. "You're mom was so happy, she said that nothing could ruin the moment." She wiped her tears.

"Ugh..." He groaned. He sat on the bed and rubbed his temples. "Get me my pill." He said. "B-but Nick, you're only supposed to take one per day." She warned. "Unless you want me to hurt you again, get my pill." He demanded gritting his teeth. She nodded and ran towards the bathroom. She fetched them and handed a pill to him. "W-water, sir?" She asked. "No!" He yelled.

She jumped. "I'll fix this, okay?" She sighed. "Whatever, put some make up on and get back to dinner." He said leaving the room. He walked in to see his family quiet. "How is she?" Denise asked. "She's fine mom, let's just eat." He picked up his fork and jabbed the meat with it.

A few minutes, Selena entered the room. She had applied makeup over her cheek, where he left a red mark. She slowly took her seat and ate in silence. "Selena." Paul called. "Yeah?" She asked. "The game's on Sunday, you ready?" He asked to lighten the mood. Selena slightly smiled and nodded. "Yes." She replied. She looked back at her plate and ate her salad.

Demi and Dani looked at each other then at Selena. They knew something was up, other than Nick being pissed about the pregnancy. They also felt bad for her. They've never had the feeling of their husbands not being supportive.

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The two entered their bedroom. He closed and locked the door. He walked over to the couch and took a seat. "How are you going to fix this?" He asked folding his arms. "Um, I don't know yet." She fiddled with her fingers. "Well think of something." He said through his gritted teeth.

Selena sighed and sat down on the bed. She thought of the alternatives for fixing the problem. "We can tell her we lost the baby." She suggested. "And then she'll be crushed." He said. "I could fake the pregnancy for the time being." She said. "Family is important, she'd want to see the baby." He said. "We could say it was a false alarm." She said.

"Selena. You vomited, and refused to eat fish, I think that's proof you're pregnant." He sighed. She began to well up. She didn't know what to do. She couldn't think of any other solution. "Think Gomez." He demanded.

She thought about every possible answer. It's pros and cons, everything. One came to her, and boy it was something special. She fiddled with her fingers again. Nick saw what she was doing. He had noticed whenever she troubled her fingers, she was nervous to speak. "You have an idea. What is it?" Nick asked.

"Um..." She said. "What is it?" He asked again. "Don't hurt me when I say this." She cried. Selena wiped her tears and sniffed. "Well, what is it?" He asked. "What if I was pregnant?" She said looking down. "What?" Nick asked confused. "Never mind." She looked away. "No, tell me." He said.

"You'd have to impregnate me." She said. "Come again?" He asked. "I get pregnant and when we leave back to New York, you won't even have to take care of the baby, just me." She said.

Nick tried to process what his fiancé had said. Was she really asking to get her pregnant? Yes she was. Again, he did not like to have kids of his own, ever. But if it stopped him from lying and to keep his mom happy, he'd do it. "Okay." He sighed. "Lets make a baby." He said.

Selena's brown eyes widened. She didn't think he'd actually agree to the stupid plan. Then again, we're talking about Nick. She was only joking about it. But he was now serious.

"Tomorrow, we'll make up an excuse and we'll go to a hotel." He smiled. "Goodnight." He said as if they were friends. He hopped into the bed and turned the light off, leaving Selena in the dark. She sighed and stood up, approaching her bed. She pulled the bed out and later her pillow there.

She sighed again. She walked over to the door and unlock it. "Where are you going?" He asked sitting up. "I'm getting a glass of water." She whispered. "Okay. When you get back, lock the door so my mom won't barge in." He said laying back down.

"Got it." She said leaving. She entered the kitchen as she took her last step from the stairs. Denise, Demi, and Dani were there. They were eating cookies and drinking milk, having small talk. "Hey Selena." Denise smiled. "Hi." She smiled back. "Join us." Demi waved. "Okay." She said walking over to them.

"Are you feeling any better?" Dani asked. "A little." She said not quite honest. "Don't worry Selly." Demi said giving her a hug. She hugged back. All of a sudden, tears streamed from her eyes. She wasn't crying because of Nick's hatred of having kids, but because she wasn't ready for a baby .

"Honey..." Denise said rubbing her back soothingly. "It's just a guy phase. They say they don't want kids but when they snap back to reality, they'll see it's not so bad." Denise assured.

"Yeah. Kevin didn't want to have a baby but he fell in love with Payton and wanted to have another." Dani said grabbing a cup for Selena. She poured some milk into it and handed her the glass. "Thanks." She said drinking some of it. "Same with Joe. He loved to play with Payton all the time but never wanted a baby with me. And when I told him I was pregnant with Katie, he came around. You'll see." Demi smiled handing her a cookie.

"Hopefully." She sighed taking a bite. "He will, hun." Denise said rubbing her tummy. "I hope it's a boy." She smiled. "I want a grandson." She continued. "A boy would be nice." She sighed. "How along are you?" She asked. "I don't know, actually." She lied. "Probably a day or so." She drank her milk. "We'll find out soon." She kissed her cheek.

"See Selena, it's all going to be okay." Dani smiled. "And if Nick's troubling you, call me because I'll straighten him up." She held her clenched fist to her chest. Selena giggled at her . "I'm serious." Demi frowned.

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