Addicted ~ Nate Jacobs

Chapter Thirty-Eight

"Nate, what the fuck?" Sophie yelled as she ran over, "Get the fuck off of him!"

Nate glared up at Sophie and got off of Fezco, which made Fezco get up and punch Nate right in the jaw.

"What the fuck, Fezco?"

"Man, you're fucking crazy. I'm getting the fuck outta here."

"Are you okay, Fez?" Sophie asked as Nate glared at her again.

"I'm out."

"No one wanted you here anyway." Nate growled as Fezco walked back towards the house and Nate rubbed his jaw," Fucking asshole." Nate muttered as Sophie turned away and went to walk back inside, "Hey, you're just going to leave me out here alone?" Nate grabbed her arm.

"Yeah, I am. Let go of me, Nate. You're drunk and you're making a complete fool of yourself just like you did at McKay's."

Nate scoffed, "No, I'm not."

Sophie laughed, "You are."

"I don't fucking like that guy that's why."

"That doesn't mean you have to go and throw punches at him."

"Why are you defending him?"

Sophie groaned, "I'm not. You're just being fucking ridiculous because you're so jealous of Fez talking to me. Like, yeah, maybe I hooked up with him twice, but I wouldn't fucking do it again. Everyone in my life is a huge fucking threat to you, except you can't fucking see that you're the biggest threat of all. Now let go of me."

Nate released his grip on her, allowing her to walk away and leaving him standing there speechless. Everything she said was true. He couldn't control his jealousy when it came to Fezco. Was he really that big of a threat to Nate? Yup. But was Nate that big of a threat to Sophie? Apparently. I mean, it makes sense with everything that happened between the two of them. Nate sighed and made his way back inside, needing a distraction from everything that went down. He grabbed Natalie by the hand and pulled her upstairs before heading into his bedroom.

Sophie was upstairs in the bathroom, sitting on the floor thinking. She heard Nate and Natalie come up only because of her annoying fucking voice and of course within a few minutes she heard moans, which made her sick to her stomach. She pulled herself over to the toilet and threw up before she broke down into tears. She wasn't sure how long she cried for, but it was long enough that when Nate was heading back downstairs, he heard someone crying in the bathroom and decided to check it out.

A knock on the door startled Sophie, "Yeah?"

"Um, I'm not sure who's in there, but, is everything okay?"

Nate.

Sophie rolled her eyes and dabbed her tears with a tissue quickly.

Sophie opened the door, "I'm fine."

Nate looked surprised to see her, "Oh, it's you. You've been up here this whole time?"

"Yup, but I'm leaving now." Sophie replied and pushed past him only to run into Natalie, who was half dressed and apparently looking for Nate.

"Oh, there you are Nate! Ew, what's she still doing here?" Natalie asked, looking disgusted.

"I was just leaving."

"Good, no one wanted your fat ass here anyways."

Considering Sophie was 6 months pregnant, the next thing she did wasn't very smart, but there was a lot of rage that was inside of her. Plus, the baby kicked a bunch of times, almost giving her approval to go ahead with what came next. So, in one swift motion, Sophie punched Natalie right in the jaw, knocking her off of her feet.