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Chapter 30: What?!

Because of Brynn being born, I had to finish the rest of my classes online. Other than prom and graduation, I'm done with high school. Jake was at school today which really sucked.
All of a sudden, Brynn started crying, "baby girl are you alright? You hungry?"
God what is wrong with her?!
I tried to feed her, but she refused it, "come on Brynn. Eat..."
It was no use; she just kept on crying.
"Baby girl, please don't cry. Do you need your diaper changed?" I checked her diaper, and it was one bit dirty. What does she want?
Tears fell from my eyes, "I'm so bad at this, I'm a terrible mother."
"No you're not," Jake whispered; wrapping his arms around me.
He took Brynn from my arms gently, softly humming to her. She instantly stopped crying.
"How did you do that?" I pouted.
He chuckled, "I don't know. She loves my voice, I guess."
I rolled my eyes, "she just likes you better than me."
He kissed my cheek gently, "no she doesn't. We're her parents, she loves us both the same baby."
I faked a smile, but I wasn't so sure. Brynn seemed to instantly stop crying when he held her.
As he hummed softly, I let my thoughts wander. Is he better at the parent role than me?
He sighed, "baby what's wrong?" Dammit, he knew something was bothering me. How did he do that?
"Nothing Jake."
He gave me a look that told me he wasn't buying my bullshit excuse, "Baby. I know you better than that, what's wrong?"
"You're a better parent than me," I complained.
"Baby-"
I cut him off, "don't try to change my mind Jake. I know you're more cut out to be a parent than I am. Both Josh and Ansely love you like a father and Brynn adores you. She loves you more than me."
He sat Brynn in her crib and bent down to my level, "Brooklyn, listen to me. You're a great mother and Brynn loves you. Stop worrying if I can calm her down when she's sad, she loves us both equally baby."
A tear slid down my cheek which he softly wiped away, "you love this kid more than anything and I'm positive if it came to it, then you would walk through hell and back for her just like I would."
I wiped my falling tears, "thank you Jake."
"No problem baby."
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"Hey Chase, what's up?" I unintentionally snapped into the phone. Why the hell is he calling me?
He sighed, "Look Brooklyn, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt him-"
A growl escaped my lips, "I don't care if you meant to Chase, you did. I don't know if I could ever forgive you for what you did to Jayce, he's like a brother to me-" I paused. I heard footsteps behind me. Coming closer by the second.
"Brooklyn? Are you okay?!" Chase panicked.
"Jake...." I whispered.
No reply.
"Jake?" I said a little louder.
Still no answer. My heart was racing like crazy. Who the hell was in the house?!
I picked my phone up off the table to call Jake, but it was smacked away from my hand.
"Not gonna happen baby girl," he smirked.
My eyes widened, not him again.
A cold metal was placed against my head, "Ryder-" I choked out.
Seeing my desperation, he cackled evilly, "you can beg all you want but it isn't gonna change my mind. You seem to keep forgetting that you're mine." He slurred as he smashed his lips on mine, leaving a disgusting taste in my mouth.
Think of Jake, he'd want you to stay strong Brooklyn.
He bit my lip in an attempt to get me to kiss him back but I refused. I don't care how much he hurt me, I'm not cheating on Jake.
My breathing was ragged and heart was racing faster than a Camero.
"Ryder....... you don't love me, you never did. Jake actually cares about me."
He scoffed, "why would he care about you? You're just a selfish bitch who's only looking for a dick." My stomach churned at his words, "you know why I think Jake doesn't like you near other guys? He wants to be the only one to taste your cake baby girl. He knows anytime he wants it that you'll spread your legs. Face it baby girl, you're just a slut."
He sent blows to my stomach and my face causing tears to fall.
Tears burned my eyes like fire. His smirk widened when he saw my tears, "God you're such a cry baby." He punched me a few more times.
"Well all you're gonna be is a dead man," Jake roared from the doorway, "Now get the fucking hell away from her before I pierce a bullet into your skull you motherfucking bitch! Touch. Her. One. More. Time," he said in a dangerously cold tone.
"What are you gonna do about it? Are you scared she'll give it up to someone else? Scared that someone else will get a taste?"
Fire raged in Jake's eyes as he glared at Ryder, "I'm not gonna tell you again Mitchell. She doesn't want your damn dick so get the fuck out of my house while I still give a shit about spending my life in fucking prison."
"You realize if you shoot then I'll shoot her too?" Ryder pressed with a devious grin.
"You realize if I kill you then you don't have the ability to shoot her?" Jake challenged
"What if I kill her first?"
"Then you're stupid."
"Baby....." I whispered weakly. Jake ran over to me with wide eyes, "what happened Brooklyn?!"
"I'm defenseless Jake, I'm sorry."
He wrapped his arms around me, "it'll be okay Brooklyn."
He punched Ryder, knocking him out, before turning his attention to me, "are you okay?"
Burying my head in his muscular chest, I cried, "he kissed me Jake and I hated it. I hate how defenseless I am. I let him get to me."
I cried in his ams as he sat on the couch with me straddling him, "you're not weak or defenseless baby, you're so damn amazing."
I wished I could believe those words, yet I couldn't bring myself to. Ryder ruined me multiple times, and every time I let him.
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Sorry about this pretty sad chapter. Next one I'll make sure has a few happy moments in it. Who wants to kill Ryder?