I Fucking Love You

9- I'll Hurt Her

Whitney's point of view-

I woke up to someone running their fingers along my tummy. I looked down a little south of my body to see my baby boy tracing his fingers on my small stomach. I giggled a little when he lightly poked my belly button. He looked up at me and grinned at me. "Well, good morning, princess." He said with a little chuckle at the end.

"Good morning, baby." I giggled at nothing but his little cheeky grin.  He brought himself up on the bed and scooted closer to me. I put my right hand on his bare chest and giggled. "Your so cute." Brett whispered to me. I giggled again and stuck out my pointer finger and traced his beautiful and rock solid abs. "Let's go make breakfast, babygirl." He said before getting up, off of the bed, and lifting me into his arms. He put me on his hip and I laid my head in the crook of his neck. "We're still naked though." I said looking down at his man hood. "So? I like what I'm holding." He smirked griping my ass.

"Stop." I giggled, patting his cheek. "Okkkkkay." He whinned, setting my bare body on the counter. I heard a faint ringtone in the distance, lean on, my ringtone. "I'll be right back, I think I hear my ringtone." I said to Brett before rushing upstairs to my room. I looked over at my phone the Caller ID read:911. My eyes grew wide before picking up my phone. I slid the green button to the middle, to awnser.

I put the phone up to my ear, while my hand was shaking. "Hello?" I questioned to the person on the other line. "Mrs. Whitney Anderson?" She questioned back. "Yes? How may I help you?" I stuttered. "Mrs. I'm so very sorry to inform you, that.... Your parents have passed." She stuttered as well. "NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!"  I screamed through the phone, dropping to my knees as the phone slipped from my grip. My eyes were too blurred from the tears to see that Brett rushed in and hugged me tight, even though, he had no clue what was going on. He was whispering soothing things into my ear, but I blocked them out as I went into complete shock. Brett pulled away from me and wiped away my tears. I was pulled out of my trance/traumatic shock from hearing this... "I'll take care of you forever." From Brett's mouth.

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Brett's point of view-

It's been four hours since the news about Whitney's parents and, the guys came over to cheer her up. And, right now they're all at the mall. I'm okay with her being around the boys, I've spoken to them about us and they said that none of them would ever have any kind of feelings towards her besides their friendship feelings, and I believe them.

I was pulled away from my thoughts by a quiet knock at the door. I rushed to the door thinking it was my babygirl but, it was the biggest slut bag ever! Emily. "Hey, Daddy!" She exclaimed welcoming herself into mine and Whitney's home.

"I will never be your daddy! Get out of my house! Now!!!" I yelled slamming the door behind myself.

"Not just yet. I want you to have sex with me one more time. Since you chose that little bitch over me." She rolled her eye's at the thought of me and Whitney together.

"Don't you dare talk about her like that! And, what makes you think I'll ever have sex with you again? I have a beautiful girlfriend that gives me the best sex I could ever ask for." I smirked.

"Beautiful, my ass! Plus, if you don't, I'll hurt her! As in, I'll kill her, and I'll make it a suffrage for her." She laughed getting in my face.

I don't want to do this to Whitney but, I can't have her hurt, dead, or in pain. I just can't see her like that!

"When do want to have sex?" I sighed with sadness, that I'll be cheating on my beautiful princess.

"Now." She said jumping on me, causing me to stumble back.

Whitney's point of view-

The boys just dropped me off at my house and I'm just unlocking the door. I opened the door hoping to be greeted by my baby boy but instead I'm greeted by moans, groans, and grunts. Maybe, he's just pleasuring himself. I giggled at the thought. I walked upstairs and opened Brett's bed room door only to see, him on top of EMILY!!!!

"Brett?" I stuttered, falling to the ground in tears.