Brotherly Love: Chapter Two

Chapter 8: Second Chances

I look at the pregnancy test in my hand. Still shocked at the fact that Grace was pregnant. I mean, this is what unprotected sex bought, but she was always on the pill.

Moments after Grace walks out of the bedroom and sits beside me on the couch. Tears clouding her eyes. I was too shocked at the news that I had received that I didn't even manage to run after her.

What was wrong with me?

"You can't even look at me anymore". She cries, I could hear the hurt in her voice. "You don't even touch me anymore".

I turn to fully face her in the couch. She looks broken and I hate the fact that I did this to her. I was really doing this to her. I try to open my mouth to speak but I quickly closed it, embarrassed by my actions.

"I'm so sorry Gracie, I didn't mean for any of this to happen and I didn't want to drag you into this, I love you, I do and it's so unfair of me to treat you like you aren't a perfect woman because you are and I feel like I total ass for just now realizing that I'd been hurting you this entire time and now? Now you are carrying my child and I still can't gather enough words to express how sorry I am, please forgive me, for everything". I plead with her, by now tears were beaming down my face as I apologized for putting her through hell, she was indeed such a wonderful person and didn't deserve the disrespect that I was doing to her.

I had to come clean, I had to see if she would forgive me or no longer want anything to do with me. Either way, I didn't deserve her, or her love.

"You are a complete ass for making me go through all of this shit, I've been here for you when almost everyone was giving up and you shut me out". She argues.

I didn't say anything, I let her speak her mind. Not once interrupting her.

"I love you more than anything, you are my first love even though I know for a fact that I'm not yours, I'm giving you one last chance to come clean to me on everything that's going on, no matter how much it will hurt because I deserve that fricking much".

My heart felt like a punching bag. Like the jabs she was throwing connected each time but with every hit, her strength grew. I took a deep breathe, taking her hand in mine as I prepare myself.

"I- I'm sorry". I finally choke out. "Gabriel and I have a thing going, I don't know what happened or even how it got rushed so fast but it did and I'm -."

"You cheated on me?". She asks with sadness lacing her once angered voice. "I got you help for the hell I thought you were going through losing your wife and you turn around and stab me in the back by cheating on me with your therapist !?". She yells at me.

I then receive a slap to my face. But it was one I well deserved. She stood from the couch , pacing in front of me and running her right hand through her now messy hair.

"I'm going to kill her, she's a damn snake, smiled in my face the entire time !". She yells.

"Grace".

"Shut up, don't say anything to me". She snaps, stopping in front of me with her index finger pointed at me.

"I'm sorry". I say to her.

"Fuck your sorry, and fuck you". She grabs her bag and her car keys, storming out of the house.

I was stuck and lost but I knew for a fact chasing after her while she was upset, maybe wasn't the best thing to do.

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I sit inside of the coffee shop. Waiting for my number to be called. Grace didn't come home last night , I left almost a hundred calls and messages and she hasn't replied to any of them but I don't blame her.