My younger brother[completed]

Our special Day

I have writers block for this story. I promise it will get more rikoss as it goes on. I know it's more about Layla now but it'll change!

Ross

A few weeks later. Linsey is 2 moths pregnant.

Riker asked me out on a date tonight which I'm thankful for. We need a night to ourselves to have dinner together and such.

I hop down the stairs and wait for Riker to come down looking sexy as hell.

"Ready baby?"

"Yeah." I say and take his hand. "Layla?" I yell and she comes down the hall.

"Yeah?"

"We will be back by 10:30. You know the rules Layla. Don't have anybody over. Don't have-" Riker starts to explain but she cuts him off.

"I know I know. And if anythigs wrong I call your cell phone."

"Alright good bye pumpkin." He says and heads to the car.

"Please be good Layla. Please don't have any boys over or anything. Please. It'll break my heart if I found out you did."

"I promise I won't dad."

"Okay I'm trusting you Layla. I'll see you in a few hours. Love you." I say and kiss her forehead then head for the car.

"We're here baby!" Riker says happy as we step out of the car.

We walk inside and the lady brings us to a table all by ourselves. The place isn't very busy.

We order our food and wait patiently for it making small talk. Our food came. When a conversation started and it somewhat shocked me.

"Have you thought of any baby names yet Ross?" He asks me.

"No. No really." I say and I see a look flash in his eyes. Hurt.

"O-oh." He says quietly.

"I've just been to busy Riker."

"To busy to think about your child?"

"Do we really have to talk about this right now Riker? Can't we just enjoy our night out?"

"No Ross we can't. Every time I bring up the new baby you shut it up. Why?"

"It's to much for me Riker. All this thinking gives me headaches."

"What thinking?" He asks raising his voice some not much. "You don't even think!"

"The thinking is me trying to be a good father. I have a hard time as it is keeping track of Layla. She never listens to me. What if the baby doesn't either? I don't know how to take care of a baby!" I say losing my temper so my voice was raised. I take a deep breath. "I've hard a lot on my mind these last few weeks Riker. Starts with if I made the right choice." I say calming down and standing up. I start to move away and Riker grabs my arm.

"What choice? Marrying me? Having kids? What Ross?"

"All of them! They all come back to bit me in the ass."

"So you're saying you wanna break up? Get a divorce?" He asks breaking my heart.

"No I'm not saying that Riker. Can we please just talk about this where no body can hear us?"

"Fine." He says sighing and going to pay. I walk to the car needing fresh air.

The door opens and Riker steps out of the restaurant. I see a few tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Riker." I say and walk over to him.

"Don't." He says sternly. Harshly.

"I didn't mean it Riker. It's just that I don't know what to do anymore. Layla hardly ever listens to me. She only pays attention to you. I can't help but think the baby will be like that to. What if they hate me like Layla does?"

"Layla doesn't hate you Ross. She loves you. She loves both of us."

"You all say that but I don't feel that way?"

"Then how do you feel Ross?"

"Sometimes I feel like I'm all alone and I don't know what to do. Whenever Layla's a bitch to me I get mad at myself for not being good enough. I've been trying my damnedest to be a better father but it's hard. How do you do it?" I ask sobbing my eyes out into his chest.

"Shhh it's okay Rossy. You're never alone you'll always have me. As for Layla, she doesn't hate you. She just shows more favoritism towards me more."

"Well that favoritism shows a lot."

"I don't know Ross. I don't know." He says holding me in his arms.

"I'll think of baby names Riker."

"Alright baby. Come on we've to one more thing left to do!" He says with a smirk on his face.

"And what would that be sexy?"

"That would be. This." He says and leans down till his lips reach mine. It quickens and gets harder. "You want to baby?" He asks quietly out of breath.

"Yes." I whisper my breathing matching his.

"Alright." He says and we hope in the car and he drives to an abandon parking lot. We park and crawl to the back before kissing roughly again.

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I know I haven't updated in 3 days and I'm sorry! I've been really tired and busy!