Everything is Fine - Reader x Tim Wright

Chapter 18

A few weeks of you and Tim waiting for Alex to show up had passed. You could tell he knew something was up with you. As far as you could tell he believed the sickness from that monster was causing you to become sick and irritable at times. You knew that you should tell him but you didn't want to trigger something in him to make him lose it. Luckily, you were early on enough in your pregnancy to not be showing but you were starting to feel the difference when you touched your stomach. He decided that you guys should start watching the house from the street.

The two of you had been sitting outside in the car for two hours when you saw a figure approach the house.

"Tim" You said as you pointed towards the figure. They approached the porch light which revealed his face to be Alex. He handed you a spare knife that he had gotten from inside his home.

"Follow behind when I go into the house. You're going to wait on the porch in case he gets the jump on me so you can charge in."

"Okay"

The two of you made your way up the porch and you watched as he entered. It was quiet until Alex started to shout.

"Where are you Tim?" Stop playing games and come out. This is what you wanted right? Me and You? Here I am. Where are you hiding?"

The scent of gas was coming from within the house. You leaned in and touched the liquid on the floor. Lighter fluid.

"You left Jay and you left Brian. Everything that has happened is your fault! It's not gonna end until you and your little bitch are dead! If you two don't do the right thing and burn to death! Come find me! We'll settle this. You'll know where I'll be."

You heard the door close and a whoosh. Tim ran back out to you by the front door.

"Alex just set the fucking house of fire. Go!"

You and Tim ran out to the car and rushed in.

"You still have your apartment right?"

"Yeah, I never stop paying rent."

"Good."

The drive was mostly silent until you passed the factory the two of you had formerly worked at.

"You miss it?"

"Miss working at the factory?"

"That too but you know not having to hotel hop every other week, sleeping in the car, and the painful coughing fits.

"Of course I miss that but I also wouldn't get to be with you."

"We still hung out at work."

"But we wouldn't be together like we are now."

Tim pulled up to your apartment complex and into the parking lot.

"Do you miss before?" You asked Tim.

"I had been doing better and not waking up in the middle of Rosswood and I had a steady job, but I was alone. I still worry about what will happen after this though. If we do manage to get rid of Alex what will happen? Will that thing stop following us or what if it continues to affect us?

You sighed, "There's no point in worrying until Alex is gone."

You stepped outside of the car and started walking to the entrance.

"It's still hard to not worry about it."

The two of you made your way up the stairs and to your room's door. You opened the door and checked out each room of the apartment until you were sure it's clear. Tim laid back into the bed and you soon followed suit.

Close to a month passed between the encounter with Alex and Tim had decided today would be the day you two would go back to Benedict Hall. You were standing in the kitchen mixing some of the weirdest combinations of foods you could think of just because they sound vaguely good. Tim approached you from behind as you finished making a peanut butter and pickle sandwich.

"The fuck is that?" He asked while scrunching up his nose.

"Peanut Butter and Pickles"

"Why?"

"It sounded good."

He rolled his eyes and grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge. You enjoyed your sandwich and soon after you feel nauseous but not because of the sandwich. You ran to the bathroom to vomit.

"Was it worth it?"

"It's not the fucking sandwich you dick," you growled out.

Tim was caught off guard by your sudden bout of anger.

"Woah, you alright?"

You realized what you had just said and tried to collect yourself but started to tear up because of the mixture of guilt and hormones. Tim stared at you just as confused as before. Tim helped you stand up and you washed your face in the sink. You were starting to realize that you couldn't keep hiding your pregnancy from him but you knew it was the worst time to tell him.

Your hormones were starting to overwhelm you causing you to sob. Tim held you tight in his arms, shushing you while guiding you to the bed. You glanced to the night stand and saw Tim's pills are sitting out in the open. At least if he panics he could easily reach over for them.

"I'm pregnant."

You couldn't see his face but you felt his arms drop. He pulled away from you and stood up to face you.

"A-are you sure? How long have you known?"

Now that you could see his face you could tell he was terrified.

"I took two tests the day you went to Benedict Hall without me. Both were positive."

He started to pace around the room while coughing. You reached over to the nightstand and handed him the pills.

"Holy shit. What do we do? You are pregnant and I am the father. We can't... What are we going to do? Alex is waiting for us. You can't."

He forced about 3 pills down his throat dry.

"We can't put things on hold. We have to go."

"We? You can't go. I can't risk you... " he paused for a second before he started panicking again.

"Shit, what do we do after this? That thing is still following us. What if it doesn't stop? Our child would have to grow up like I did."

He started hyperventilating and sank down to the floor. You got off the bed and sank down to the floor to cuddle your love. You could hear muffled sobs while he covered his face.

"We leave. After we deal with Alex we leave. Away from Rosswood, away from Alabama, and away from the south. We leave and hope that the thing is just attracted to Rosswood and fire."

He moved his hands away from his puffy eyes and coughed.

"Okay. Let's get this over with."