**Scott POV**
It's late at now. Like 2am I think I have no clue. But the first thing I see when I get into my house was probably the cutest thing I'll ever see.

I see Kirstie and our child cuddled up on the couch sleeping. They were probably waiting for me.

Then I hear footsteps come down the stairs and I see its Kirstie mom.

"You have some nerve coming around at this hour. She was expecting you home hours ago." She says quietly yelling.

I just roll my eyes and walk past her up to my room to pack my clothes and stuff.

"What do you think you're doing, Scott?" Her moms says standing in the door way.

"Leaving. I'm not ready to have a kid or be tied down by Kirstie yet." I say still putting my clothes away.

"So you think you're gonna leave my daughter and new grandchild like this?" She questioned angrily.

I just stand there and look at her for a few seconds then continue to zip up my suitcase.

I then walk past her then to the door and when I went to open the door Kirstie's mom had one last thing to say to me.

"You were man enough to lay down with her and make a baby. You better man up and be a father to your child now. I don't want to be the one to break her heart when she's older and asks about her father." She says.

I just rolled my eyes and walked out the door. I got all my stuff into my car and look at the house one last time.

"I'm not ready for all of this." I say to myself then drive off to my new apartment.

**Kirstie POV**
in the morning
i woke up still on the couch and my mom now had Rose with her feeding her. I walk over to the kitchen to make myself something.

"Did Scott come home last night?" I asked my mom knowing she would've been up.

"I have to talk to you sweetie." She says in a serious tone.

I take the now sleeping baby from her and put her up in her crib then come back down to talk to my mom.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Sit down sweetie." She says with sorrow in her eyes.

"Mom, you're scaring me." I say worried.

"Scott did come last night, but only to get his things from the bed room." She says.

"What is he going on tour? Did he say where he was going?" I question.

"No, baby. He's...he's not coming back." She says and my heart just dropped to my stomach.

"What do you mean he's not coming back!?" I ask.

"He came in here around 2am, looked at you and the baby sleeping on my couch. Then he looked at me and walked past me to your shared room. Packed all his clothes and said he wasn't ready to be a father or be tied down by you and he left." She says straight out not taking her eyes off me.

I just broke down in tears. The happy little family I wanted I can't have now.

"What am I going to do, mom?" I ask between tears.

"I don't know. I'll be here for you though, sweetheart." She says patting my back.

How could he just leave us like that? We were suppose to do all these things together! Now he just chickens out? What did I do to deserve this?