His Ruthless Revenge (A Dark Bully Romance)

Chapter Six

Present day...

"What do you mean you don't want a baby?" Chase gasps, a stunned look on his face as he tries to process it.
"Exactly that." I clarify, speaking calmly. "Thinking I was pregnant has made me realise how much I don't want to be."
"B-but there's no rush." He stammers, stumbling over his words. "I'm not pressurising you or anything."
"I know you're not but I still need to be honest with you." I tell him, pausing a few moments. "I don't think I'll ever want a baby, Chase."
He doesn't say anything for a while; his silence somehow louder than any argument we've ever had.
"Wow." He murmurs eventually, standing up from his crouching position.
He leans back against the wall, raking his fingers though his hair as he tries to process my admission. He's lost for words and remains quiet, allowing me to walk out of the bathroom without a fight.

My plan worked.

He's completely shell-shocked and that's the exact response I was hoping for.

We spend the rest of the night avoiding each other and the tension is palpable. Neither one of us knows what to say to each other and we even go to bed separately and spend the entire night with our backs facing each other.

Which is fine by me.

Chase is still really quiet the following morning and heads off for his usual run without saying goodbye to me. There's a growing distance between us and although that's precisely what I wanted... a part of me still feels really upset about it. The fact that it's the beginning of the end still hurts.
I'm gazing out of the kitchen window, lost in my own thoughts when my phone rings. I glance down at the screen and see it's my mum calling me.
"Hey!" I answer enthusiastically.
"April! It's so good to hear your voice." She replies warmly.
"Are you home yet?" I ask her eagerly. "Your flight wasn't delayed or anything?"
"I just walked through the front door." She laughs exuberantly.
"When can I see you?"
"I thought you and Chase could come over tonight? I've not started unpacking yet but I can't wait to see you."
"I think Chase is busy tonight but I'll be there." I tell her, clutching my phone tightly.
I have to keep Chase away from my mum for a while as he's still under the impression that she came home yesterday. He thinks I was visiting her when I met up with Louise last night and I can't risk him finding out that I lied to him about that.

He's still being moody with me by the time he gets back and he can hardly bring himself to look at me.
"How long are you going to keep on sulking for?" I demand harshly, folding my arms across my chest.
"I'm not sulking." He replies dolefully.
"That's exactly what you're doing, Chase."
"Aren't I allowed to be a little pissed off?" He snaps, throwing his keys across the room in frustration. "I've just been told the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with doesn't want kids with m. Ever!"
"I had to be honest with you." I respond meekly, lowering my gaze from his.
"I know that." He murmurs softly, taking a step closer towards me.
"So, what do we do now?"
"I don't know, April." He sighs deeply, refusing to look at me.
"Do you want to break up?" I ask him, my voice breaking slightly.
"Fuck, no." He assures me, cradling my face in his hands. "That's the last thing I want."
"I don't understand what you want us to do then."
"Look, if I had to make a choice between having kids and being with you then it would always be you. It's no fucking contest and that's why I've been acting the way I have since you told me last night. I'm trying to let go of the idea of being a dad."
His revelation stuns me and I'm completely speechless. The whole purpose of my deceit is backfiring and I don't know what to say next or how I should handle it.
"You would really do that? For me?"
"April, I would do anything for you." He whispers, staring down at me intently.
"Do... do you want to be a dad so badly because yours wasn't around?" I inquire hesitantly, knowing it's a sensitive subject matter for him.
"I just know I'd make a pretty decent dad." He admits, smiling faintly as though he's somewhat embarrassed by his confession.
God, this was not supposed to happen. I am not supposed to be feeling sorry for him right now.
"My mum invited me over tonight." I blurt out quickly, eager to change the subject and cut off my emotional response to what he just said.
"What time are we going?" He asks, tucking my hair back behind my ear.
"Do you mind if I go by myself tonight? I want to spend some time with her on my own."
"You only saw her last night." He reminds me. "Is something wrong?"
"Of course not." I reply casually, trying to act like everything is fine. "I just thought you might get bored if we spend the whole evening there."
"Don't be silly." He chuckles. "She's your mum and I don't mind making the effort."