It's The Falling in Love

Chapter Twenty-Three

Days have gone by since Kevin walked out.

He did eventually return...... Three days later that is.

He returned drunk and blamed my pregnancy for the reason he couldn't have his way with me.

I wouldn't want that slob to touch me either way.

I sat straighter on the couch as I grew more uncomfortable.

Michael stared at me, "Are you alright?" He kindly asked.

I smirked. He's asked me that every chance he got. "I'm fine, Michael. Just uncomfortable."

Michael jumped out of the chair in excitement, "Does that mean the baby is coming?!" He smiled widely.

I giggled, "Maybe, but not at the moment." I explained.

"Aw.." Michael sighed, sitting back down.

I sighed, gently rubbing my stomach. "The doctor said that there is nothing to do but wait.." I frowned.

Michael sighed, "Maybe if I touch you the baby will come faster." He softly said.

I furrowed my eyebrows, looking at Michael.

Michael's eyes widened, "T-T-That's not what I meant!" He protested.

I smirked, "Sure.." I mumbled.

Michael blushed in embarrassment. "I just got excited so I-I said that-"

I stared at him, "That just made it worse, Michael." I smirked.

Michael covered his face, "Oh gosh.." He mumbled.

I giggled at his embarrassment.

Suddenly, Michael and I heard a loud pounding noise against the wall.

I sighed, watching Kevin drag hit feet through the small hallway.

"What do you think you're doing?" Kevin growled.

"Kevin, I'm talking to Mi-"

"I see that." He snapped, interrupting me.

"It's almost dinner time. You should go make me some dinner." Kevin said, squinting his eyes at me.

I sighed, slowly getting up from the couch.

"No, no, Mia." Michael said, sitting me back down.

"Don't." He softly said.

I looked at Michael, "Michael, I have to." I whispered.

Michael shook his head, "No. You are in no condition too. We don't want you to go into labor and burn the apartment down." He smirked.

I chuckled.

Kevin sighed loudly, crossing his arms as he grew impatient. "I think it's time for you to go." Kevin lowly said, staring at Michael.

Michael squinted his eyes at Kevin, "If you won't take care of her then I will!" Michael said, raising his voice.

I sighed, holding onto my stomach. Why can't they just get along already?

Kevin walked up to Michael. "She's my lady and she can fuckin' take care of herself." Kevin spat.

"She won't be your lady for much longer." Michael snapped back.

My eyes widened.

Kevin formed his hands into fists, cracking his fingers loudly.

"She ain't ever gonna be your lady because you don't have any damn muscles." Kevin growled.