Secret

Chapter 11

Bryce's p.o.v
I woke up and saw Mikey laying on me, I tried moving, but his grip on my arm just got tighter. "Babe? My arms numb" I said trying to move it from under him without disturbing him again, still struggling and failing.

He mumbled something and looked Up at me. "What?" I asked,
"Call me daddy and then I'll get up" (yes I did steal this from a book oops)
"But you're the bottom" I said with a smirk.
"Well I guess I'm not getting up" he stated.
I moved my arm from under him and he immediately took hold of the covers as I tried getting him off the bed. "Get up" I whined in annoyance. I struggled for a few more seconds and gave up, "fine"
He cracked open an eye at me impatiently.

"Daddy, get up" I said, cringing at the word. Mikey smirked and got his phone out showing that he had been recording the whole time. "You're a dick " I said and jumped on him trying to reach the phone. He stretched his right arm out to the side, trying to keep it out of my reach as I climbed onto the bed. I leaned over on top of him to try to get the phone, coming face to face with Mikey. I looked at him and smiled, leaning down slowly and placing a soft kiss on his lips. While he was distracted I snatched his phone out of his hand and deleted the video. "HA, BITCH" I said as I tapped delete. I went back on the home screen and saw a picture of us together as his home screen. I had the same picture on mine too, and we didn't even plan it. I dived back on Mikey and put his phone on the bedside table, giving him a peck on the lips, "will you get up now?"
"Fine"

I took Mikey's hand as we walked out of our house and made our way to a tailor shop which was quite close to (is that what its called? Idk lol) get our suits for the wedding fitted, Mikey would make anything look good though. We arrived at the elegant shop walked over to the lady who was assigned to help us choose what kind of suits we wanted and get our measurements. We looked at all kinds of suits, from navy to purple to red, all the colours, but the traditional black looked the best. She took our measurements and wrote them down telling us she would call us when they were ready. I smiled at Mikey and gave him a peck on the lips, the lady looking slightly confused. "Your Bruce, right?" She asked.

"Bryce, actually, why?" I asked, wondering how she new my name, well, mostly. "I'm Amelia, the nurse who was with you when you got in that accident"
I instantly remembered her. "Oh my god yes! Why are you not a nurse anymore? How are you and your boyfriend?" I asked her. We had gotten really close considering the amount of time I had to spend in hospital. "Well, Bryce you know what happens when I get home late right?" She said in a melancholy tone. I remembered what she had told me, how her boyfriend would abuse her. "Yes, of course. Have you broken up with him yet?" I asked.
"No, and I had to quit my job because I would always come late. He made me quit."
An expression of shock came into my face as I imagined all the late nights she would stay with me because I was feeling worse as her voice faded,every single time she did that, when she came home. She.. she got - "Bryce!" Mikey's voice interrupted my train of though and guilt. I looked up at him and saw Amelia sobbing, "I'm pregnant too"

Me and Mikey looked at each other thinking the same thing. Her abusive boyfriend was going to be a dad. "I didnt even want to do it, he forced me to do it without protection because he felt like it" she sobbed harder in the dressing room.

Mikey embraced her as I paced around the room. "Do you want him to be in the child's life?" Mikey asked her. "I don't, I really, truly don't"
"Then break up with him."
She nodded and wiped her tears away as she put her number into me and Mikey's phones in case she was ever in trouble or was feeling upset. She is a friend after all.