De Luca

Chapter 14 EDITED

***warning trigger warnings***

Two weeks later

Nathalie POV

Emily had finally told Lance about their baby. He was over the top. But as soon as he was overjoyed, he was very overprotective. Lance started to plan for everything, down to building a house. It was so romantic! A few days later, Lance called me and asked me to help him pack. He didn't want Emily to stress out about the move or overwork herself. I agreed wholeheartedly with him and got into the taxi right after work. Lance found a beautiful place upstate, a small yet homey cozy house. He showed me a picture of it—a little home with a big style.

I went around supermarkets with him, getting boxes, newspapers, styrofoam, and bubble wrap. I was in their kitchen, wrapping plates in the old newspaper, when my phone pinged. Looking at the screen, I see that it was from Reds. However, it wasn't a message I was looking for. I got irritated and decided to call him. After the fourth ring, he picked up.

"Hey." He answered.

"What's up with you. I feel like you're avoiding me," I told him, resting another plate in the box.

"I'm not. I have some business to take care of," Reds tell me.

"And that can't wait for a couple of hours?" Honestly, I get it that he is leading a double life, but it doesn't mean he can ignore me altogether.

"Baby, it really can't. I gotta handle this myself, but I promise I will call you when I'm done, okay?" I sighed out.

"Not okay, Reds. Tell me what's wrong, did I do something? Do you not want us to be together anymore? What's up, ya giving me the cold shoulder over here." I told him. The past few weeks, it feels like he's distant himself from me. And I don't why.

"I do. I do want this. I'm sorry if I'm making you feel like that. But I have something going on over here, and I can't move off of it." he sighed out. He went quiet for a while, and I called his name, making sure he was still there.

"Princess, I will call you. I promise. Right now, I'm swamped," I sighed out and just went with it.

"Fine, I'm here helping Lance pack. He's moving. I'll let you know when I am home." I informed him.

"Alright." I hung up and continued filling the boxes with their dishes and putting foam around the plates. About an hour later, we had finish pack all of their things. An entire day packing and able to finished in said day. Not bad if you ask me. We sat around, eating Indian take-out and watching movies on Netflix.

Emily chased Lance out of the house because he kept rubbing her tummy. I told her I was heading out before it got too late, and he jumps her in front of me. Adorable! Also, my queue to definitely leave. I went home, deciding not to let my energy go to waste. I took my dirty clothes and went down to the laundromat. I called my mom, face-timing her to see what she was up to. I'm surprised she was up.

"Hey, Lyla. I'm happy you called!" Lyla is my middle name. It was early in the morning, and she was at a construction site from the looks of it.

"Hey, mama."

"I'm coming to see you next month. I already got a chopper coming, and hopefully, nothing comes up to mess up my trip," My mom tells me with a broad smile, and I returned it. She turns the phone a bit for me to greet everyone, and I did.

"What are you serious!? Ahh, I can't wait to see you. Oh, and there is someone I want you to meet." I could feel my face hurting from smiling so hard.

"Ohhh, what's his name? Where does he work?" I told her about him, of course, the cover-up story.

"Now, I am excited to meet him. I'm proud of you for finding someone so great. I hope you listen to me when I say I disapprove of someone. We don't want a repeat of the last time." I needed to fight the urge to roll my eyes. She's talking about Trent.