Returning home 3

Chapter 7 - Pregnant?!

German's POV:

It's pissing me off how Angelica treats Angie.

She just doesn't want to be happy for her happiness and keeps trying to make her change her mind about me.

Don't get me wrong... I really don't care what she thinks about me. She can hate me as much as she wants, but making Angie angry and sad and trying to make her hate me is the one thing that pisses me off so much.

----- TIME SKIP -----

I went to an important meeting today which was 2 hours long, but it felt a lifetime for me and when it's finally ended I walked back home, but on my way I met Priscilla.

- German! My love! - she said.

- No, Priscilla! - I hissed - I don't have time for your nonesense again...

- But I love you, why don't you see that Angie is not good enough for you? - she said, now wrapping her arms around my neck.

- Angie is more than enough for me. I love her and I'm not gonna leave her for your sake, Priscilla - I hissed again - And get your hands off me...

She did and I walked away and didn't stop until I arrived back home and I decided to look for Angie right now.

- Olga, is Angie home now? - I asked Olga who was cleaning in the living room.

- In the kitchen - replied Olga.

I just nodded then peeked inside the kitchen and I saw Angie with her back to the door so I sneaked behind her and wrapped my arms around her while kissed her neck softly. It made her jump then moan a bit... I really love hearing that.

- Ah, G-German... - she moaned - Welcome home...

- Thank you, beautiful - I grinned happily as I turned her around to face me and kissed her passionately on the lips - How are you doing?

- Pretty good, but you seem a bit upset.

- I am actually... I met Priscilla on my way back home and she pissed me off.

- I'm not gonna ask what did she do to piss you off... - Angie said as she wrapped her arms around my neck - I'll just make you forget about that and about being upset... Is that okay with you?

- Perfect... Just perfect - I replied, smiling at her - Being with you makes me happy every time.

- That's good to hear - she smiled and blushed slightly - Because I love you too much to see you upset and everything....

- I'm perfectly fine now - I said, kissing her forehead.

Yet it's still upsets me what Priscilla plans to do... I hope I'm wrong and she's just talking...

----- THAT NIGHT -----

I was laying in the bed, reading a book when Angie finished changing and came to lay beside me, but I was deep in my book so I wasn't really paying attention and the next thing I remembered was that she was kissing my neck.

- Oh... - I grinned.

- I needed to get your attention somehow... - she giggled playfully.

- Well... this worked.

- Are you sure you're okay? You still seem a bit out of place though...

- I'm fine... There's nothing to worry about - I smiled at her as I took my book away and wrapped both arms around her.

- Okay... if you say so... - she said, but she still seemed suspicious.

The next day I woke up, but Angie's not in my arms this time so I shot up in bed and looking around in the room, searching for Angie when the door opened...

- Good morning, sleepy head - Angie came in with a tray in her head.

- Good morning... - I muttered.

- I made you some breakfast this morning if you don't mind... - she smiled and seeing her smile relaxed me.

- Thank you, beautiful... You really didn't have to - I said, smiling.

- Indeed I didn't have to... But I wanted to.

- I love you - I winked at her.

- I love you too - she smiled as she put the tray down while she sat down beside me.

----- TIME SKIP -----

After breakfast we were talking and laughing together in the bedroom when we hear shouting from downstairs... No... This can't be Priscilla again, can it?

- What the hell is happening down there? - muttered Angie as she was about to stand up, but I pulled her back and kissed her softly.

- I'm gonna go and check it... You wait here - I winked.

- Okay... - she smiled shyly.

I got my robe on and went downstairs and just as I suspected... It was Priscilla again.

- Priscilla! Stop being so loud! - I groaned.

- German, you have to listen to me! - she begged.

- I'm not listening your nonesnese again! Now get out! - I hissed as I pulled her to the door, but she got out of my grip and cried out.

- German, I'm pregnant!!

- PREGNANT?!