Perfect Isn't Weak

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Hello, I hope you enjoy the update :).

I know things with Rosie's family don't make too much sense rn, but they will very very soon hahaha

Lots of love, ilysm.

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Rosie

I got home and ignored my uncle's greeting, I'm glad I'm getting used to calling him my uncle because that's who he really is, anyway, I ran to Asher's room because I had a few words to say to him.

"Asher you asshole! You aren't funny!" I shouted, grabbing his headset to which he was playing videogames.

"What the fuck Rosie!?" He shouts taking the headphones from my hand. "Tell the guy who knocked you up he knows what it's like to have to fight me, yet he still hasn't won once," Asher grins at his T.V. screen.

I felt my anger boil, I felt myself crave to punch him and rip that blonde ass hair right off his head. I was also pregnant, and honestly, I think that helped make me even angrier.

"You do not have any right to say a guy 'knocked me up'," I insult his voice and stand with my arms crossed.

"Well, he did," Asher shrugs.

"What happened to you?! Asher how are you like this now?!" I shout at him, I feel my son kick, so I take it as a reminder to calm down.

"Rosanna are you really here to piss me off or what?" He throws off his headset onto the bed, his room looks gross. The guest room in our house looked amazing before this idiot came to stay with us, Harry was right, he should've never come.

"Asher do you not remember when we grew up and you treated me like your little sister, and we waited for the day one of us would get married or have kids or... I don't know just start a new chapter in our lives? I support all your boxing dreams a-," he cuts me before I can finish.

"You're right you did, but now you support the father of your baby," he rolls his eyes.

"Asher stop acting like that's all he is to me, he's my boyfriend, and he's really important to me. You need to stop lying to people and telling them you're related to Petie Mayor so they don't report you," I roll my eyes as I keep my arms crossed.

"I am related to him," he says quietly.

"No, you aren't," I deny.

"Why don't you go ask your 'dad' how I'm related to him?" He shakes his head, and I notice how he puts air quotes when he says "dad".

He knows something...

"What do you know Asher?" I spit out.

"Depends what do you know?" He runs his hands through his hair.

"I know my 'dad' is my uncle, and my mother didn't die until a few years ago, and I have a brother who I need to find," I tell him and he takes a deep breath.

"It only took you almost 20 years to find out," he laughs a bit.

I need to know more, this all just isn't adding up right now, I feel like whatever my aunt told me were lies too. The real question is how Asher knows all this, I thought Madison, my sister, was the only person who knew in the family besides my aunt and the older folks.

"Asher I'm serious tell me everything," I say having a seat on his bed, my back was starting to hurt. I placed a hand on my bump, I watched as Asher looked in shock and gulped harshly.

"Are you okay?" I asked him noticing he zoned out and kept staring at my hand on my bump.

"Does it hurt?" He asks, and I give him a look that reads 'what?'.