Reality

16

Nick's POV

"You shouldn't be driving."

"Why?"

"You're pregnant."

"You fainted when you found out we're having triplets, Nick. Do you think you should be driving?" Miley remarked with a stinging tone "We're lucky we were in a hospital. We had to call a nurse and everyone thought something happened to me. They took you to the ER because your pulse was so weak. I don't think you're in a better condition than me to drive."

I let out a sigh "I was shocked."

"Tell me something I don't know." She snapped.

"Why are you mad at me?"

"You don't want this, do you?!"

"What?!" I turned to her, she was gripping the steering wheel like it was my neck.

"I didn't want to say anything, but I knew from day one." She said, and it made my chest cold "I knew you didn't want kids, I knew you weren't ready. Of course it would be logical for you to fake death when the doctor said we're having triplets!"

"I didn't fake death--"

"You didn't do it on purpose, but you couldn't help it! It's so freaking scary to you. Isn't it? Raising three children? When you never wanted any?...Do you even want to marry me?!"

"Whoa, Miley!" I raised my voice "You know what? You're right. The idea of children scares the shit out of me. I am not fucking ready. But I want you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"You proposed to me because you wanted to date me!"

"How illogical would that be?! I knew the importance of a marriage, I wouldn't want to use it for something so insignificant."

"So being with me is insignificant?!"

"Now you're twisting my words! I wanted to be with you, Miley. I wanted everything! That's why I asked you to marry me."

"Yeah, but you don't want it now, you want to push it back for years and years until the point where a marriage doesn't feel important anymore, so you could break it off."

"What the fuck," I thought out loud in a high-pitched tone "Why...How can you think like this?!"

"You're not denying it,"

"Because it's astonishing how your mind works!" I threw up my hands, I didn't realize that Miley was speeding down the road "Yes I fainted, can you blame me?! It doesn't mean I'm going to leave you, Miley! Does it scare the fuck out of me? Hell yes, but am I gonna run away from it?!"

"You did once,"

"When?!"

"When you cheated on me--"

"Oh my God," I interrupted "Besides the fact that was years ago when we were stupid teenagers, It never happened!"

"Oh yeah sure, after years of not denying it and not fighting me about how you never actually done it now's the time you brought it up to your defense!"

"Miley slow down, are you trying to kill us?!" I pawed for the steering wheel and she finally slowed down.

"Just admit you don't want these babies! You are always struggling to commit, I should've known better than to say yes when you proposed."

I breathed out a long sigh "I want to marry you. I want to have kids with you. Is that not enough to convince you?"

"You say that but your actions beg to differ. You couldn't even hold my hand during the sonogram! I was like touching a corpse! You don't feel anything for something you never wanted!" She spoke with passion as she made a turn for our gate, and we rolled in.