Twisted Fate

Chapter Twenty-One

A/N: Thank you ChangingMie for the picture!

P.S. I can guarantee no one will like this chapter…lol

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Everything was going fine. We hadn't fought in days, almost a week. I was even considering asking him if he wanted to try to make this into a real relationship.

But no, Mikko just couldn't keep his life drama free.

Nikki and I came back from the store after indulging in a girlie day. We had bought some baby bottles and even a cute unisex blanket. I was actually happy. I was thinking that this life could be pretty cool.

When I set the bags down on the couch, I heard rustling above me, coming from my room. No one was supposed to be here.

Then I heard a woman's voice try to say something quietly. I looked at Nikki, and she was shaking her head.

"That son-of-a-bitch!" she said in disbelief.

I quickly made my way upstairs to see Mikko pulling on his shirt and an underwear clad woman trying to put her pants on quickly.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" I yelled. "In my fucking bed?!"

Mikko just looked at me with a blank expression. I looked at the woman since Mikko wouldn't reply. It was a girl I knew in high school. I was so furious I couldn't even recall her name.

"And you!" I walked towards her, but Mikko quickly blocked my path. I pushed him, but he didn't move.

I saw red. "You couldn't let things stay civil could you? You have to bring this whore to my house and screw her in my bed!" I yelled, swinging my fists at him furiously. "You don't care about anything or anyone but yourself! Get your shit and get out!"

His jaw clenched. I knew he would think that I was just being defiant and that I couldn't order him around. But I didn't care. I turned around and shoved past Nikki. I was at the bottom of the stairs before Nikki caught up.

I threw open the closet and started pulling out the three jackets that were Mikko's. I threw them out into the snow. One of those jackets was leather. I hoped it would get ruined. Next I grabbed the keys to the car he had given me. Those were tossed out as well.

The whore came down the stairs behind Mikko. He didn't have his bags in his hands. The woman looked at the ground until she was out of the house, which was a good thing since I would've killed them both if either of them commented on my behavior.

"You're going crazy." After Mikko walked her to his car, he came back into the house with his jackets and my… his car keys in hand. "You weren't even supposed to be here."

"Get the fuck out." I growled with my arms crossed over my chest.

He tossed his jackets on the floor. "I'll be back." It sounded more of a threat than a promise.

"I'll make sure all your shit it outside. There's nothing you need in this house. Until these kids are ready to be born, I expect for you to make yourself scarce."

With another unhappy glare, he turned and walked out of my house. I immediately went upstairs and started shoving anything of his in the duffle bag he brought weeks ago.

"You're working yourself up," Nikki said from the doorway of my room. "You should calm down and take a breather."

"I'll breathe when all his shit is in the snow," I said furiously. "I don't want him to take another step into this house."

"You think he's going to listen to your commands?"

I nodded. "He will or I'll shoot him."

Nikki sighed. "I'll clear out the guest room too."