Vanessa's POV

"Gray! The baby's kicking!" I said, smiling.

Grayson started smiling before resting his hand on my belly.

"Wow" he laughed. He lifted his head to kiss me tenderly.

"It's definitely a boy." I said

"No, that's a girl!" Grayson pouted. He was so cute.

"Guess we'll have to wait and see." I said.

"Why? We can ask a doctor."

"No! I want to keep this a surprise."

"Everything you want." He said before leaning in to kiss me.

"C'mon, I'm starving"

"Nessa, you ate less than two hours ago."

"Are you saying I'm fat?"

"No, you're beautiful. In every way." Grayson kissed my cheek "and I'll gladly make love to you over and over again" he laughed as I blushed.

"Stop gray!" I laughed and he took my hand and going to the kitchen.

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2 months later

"So how is it going with Ethan? Has he proposed to you yet?"

"No.." Roni said, looking sad. "But I think he needs time. Maybe he's just not ready."

"But he loves you, right?"

"Yes! I mean.. I think so."

"You think?"

"He hasn't told me he loved me in awhile now."

"Did you ask him about it?"

"No, I don't want to start an argument or something. Maybe it's because of his dad.."

"It could make sense. Maybe he's afraid to lose someone else."

"But he's not gonna lose me!"

"Prove it to him. Show him you love him and you're not leaving."

"You're right. Thanks Nessa." She hugged me and left.

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Veronica's POV

"Eth?" No answers.

"Ethan?!"

I opened his bedroom door to see him asleep. He looked so cute when he was asleep.

I slowly make my way towards him and sit next to him to admire his pretty face.
I start to run my fingers through his hair but I felt a strong grip on my wrist.

"What are you doing?" He asked, still holding my wrist firmly.

"N-nothing, I, I was just- you're hurting me"

"Get out"

"What?"

"Just get out, Veronica!"

"B-but eth-" I said as I started sobbing

"Leave me the fuck alone!"

I was scared. This is not the Ethan I know.
I want my Ethan back.

I left the room, holding my bruised wrist. He really didn't go easy on me.

Ever since his dad died, he had changed. But he had never hurt me physically, only emotionally, until now.

-
"Roni?" I heard Vanessa call

"Hm" i hummed absently signaling I was listening

"What happened to your wrist?" She asked as she tried to take my hand in hers

I quickly jerked my hand off so she couldn't see it.

"N-nothing happened." I quickly tried to think of an excuse, but couldn't find any. "It's really nothing, you know I'm clumsy and-"

"Did Ethan do that?!" She asked, wide eyed.

And I couldn't help but protect him.
I started to laugh, not that I wanted to.

"N-no! Of course not, why would you say that?" I faked a smile, hoping she would believe it.

"I don't know.." she sighed, "you've been complaining about him being often irratated and not being himself."

"Did I ? Everything's perfectly fine."

I felt tears coming up in my eyes as she said, "okay, if you say so." And she left me there with my lies and my thoughts.

I wanted her to see that something wrong was going on.

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"Shut up, you're giving me a headache with your stupid annoying voice." He said with hiccups interrupting his words.

"Are you drunk?!" I asked after he lost his balance,

"You're seriously getting on my nerves," he let out a bitter laugh, "get out!"

"I'm just looking out for you like any sane person would do! But you're so unthankful, you're such a dick!" I yelled

"Fuck you, Veronica!" Ethan snapped,

"Ethan!" I gasped, "stop acting like you're the only one hurting, and that you're suffering more than any of us!"

"Shut the fuck up!"

"No, YOU shut up! I know that you lost your dad, but I lost him TOO. I know it's hard but you're not doing any good by drinking your pain away." I paused,

"Everyone loses someone one day or another. And yeah, that fucking hurts. But at some point, you just need to move on. And I know you don't want to, you feel like you'll forget him, but you won't. It's your dad for god's sake, you'll never forget him. And I think he would be ashamed to see what you're doing to yourself. To me, to everyone!"

I stopped talking, I just waited for him to yell at me, hurt me, kick me out of his house. But he didn't.
He didn't say anything.

And I think that was the worst thing.

"S-say something" I begged him,
"Anything"

That's when he looked up to me that I saw it. I realised he was crying.
He quickly shook his head, and said something I couldn't hear.

"I- I can't do it without him," he cried out,
"It hurts so fucking much, please make it stop."

I rushed to sit next to him and he immediately wrapped his arms around my waist as he cried in the crook of my neck.

We stayed in this position for what seemed like hours before he pulled back.
He quickly whispered something about helping him numb the pain before I felt his lips on mine and his hands all over my body.

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I'm so bad at updating I'm sowwy :(