Pregnant with the Bad Boy - Second Book

Chapter 22

My phone had gone off several times when I was eating cereal, taking my pills, and looking sad at the sun just rising; I had been awake for…. too long… I sighed and ate more, feeling full and hearing my mom’s voice telling me to eat, and I did, wanting to show her and the world that I could do this. I could.

“Hey babe, I’m sending a car today; I’m getting sick of not seeing my favorite person in the world….” I smiled faintly, seeing Marnie's messages, taking another spoon. I didn’t believe that I was her favorite person for a second, but she liked me, and I liked her more than I should consider what her brother did to me; it was all just a mess… s**t…. I was putting the bowl down, flushing water, when nothing came out; what the hell was this anyway??

“Travis….” I growled the name when my phone went off again. Marnie was begging me, wanting me to come to her, she had nothing to do in Perryville since Dylan was in jail. I didn’t know if I wanted to travel to Little Rock, her sending her daddy’s car or not.

I was walking down the path when I called Travis, and he wasn’t answering to my curse; where the hell was he?? When I didn’t want him around, he was on me like a damn Band-Aid, and now, when I needed to know why the water was gone, he was a f*****g disappearing act!

“Travis!?” I was shouting it, walking around the house; he was still here since I saw the truck standing on the driveway; my patience was thin after what he had told me yesterday about Dylan and his new girl, like I needed to feel worse than I already did! Then he had the f*****g audacity to call me pretty!

“Down here!” I stopped, hearing his voice coming from a window I had walked past when I had to crouch, unhappy with my discomfort, and made a face when he looked back up at me from what seemed to be the basement; what did he do down there anyway??

“Hey, there is no water….” I said it back suddenly, not wanting to see him; he was standing down the small window and looking up at me with his eyes that had the slightest color of hazel when the sunlight was reaching down, not saying a word staring at me looking dumb, why didn’t he say anything back??

“Oh yeah…. I turned it off…. The boiler keeps messing with me and…” he didn’t say more when I nodded like I understood anything. I didn’t, and he probably knew that too, seeing my cluelessness all over my face.

“Okay…. Just…. Tell me when it’s done… I need to wash a bowl…” I felt stupid even more when I said that when he started to smirk, that asshole.

“Sure, sure, princess…. It's not like your bowl can’t wait or anything...” he snickered more, stepping back from the window when I caught a glimpse of his body when he just had a tank on… oh... that’s why I thought he was Dylan… he wasn’t as big or the same volume… but yeah, he looked good…

With the help of my hands, I got up slowly towards the wall and cursed more; why did I care what Travis looked like? He was into Mom, and let’s face it, Jennifer, this was not an ideal time to start anything with anyone, not when I just had broken up with Grant!

“Dammit….” My back was hurting more than it had been since I woke up in the middle of the night, and it was killing me; this was also an enjoyable part of being pregnant: my spine was cracked apart no matter what I did.

I walked back, taking my time and frowning when my back pain was getting worse and trying to breathe, praying that Lilly would come and let me see her, I was so lonely, and she was all I would have. I felt so bad, this was all my fault… if I hadn’t gone to that stupid bar… then Dylan would be here… he would have comforted me, and he would have helped me, same as Grant… I just wished he wasn’t such a liar and drank so much…

“Is the water on!?” I was standing outside the basement when Travis was yelling, wanting me to help him since I had nothing better to do than tell Marnie no when she kept on nagging me about coming over; I was bored enough to turn on and off a tap.

“Yeah, no, nothing!” I was yelling it back, staring bored at the empty faucet inside the laundry room, and to my knowledge and surprise, nobody else had moved inside this place, only Travis and me…. Great… so he was going to be on my case even more….

“f**k!” I snickered, hearing him curse more from the other room when he suddenly appeared to my minor heart attack; why did he just have to pop up behind me when I was focusing on the damn water problem, like him!

“I don’t know where the water is shut down from, and honestly, I don’t think we need more cold water…” he snickered more when I held my breath. Did he just say to my face that he had seen my breasts?

“Alright… so where does that lead us? I can’t shower or what?” I was trying not to look at him, staring back at me like he already knew what he was planning to do. I did not like the twinkle in his eyes when he was smirking more, standing inside the washroom in jeans and a tank with a tool belt on; s**t, why was he just looking so hot from taking his shirt off? That wasn’t fair! I didn’t look hot no matter how many clothes I dropped!

“I was thinking your mom has a lot of hot water…” he was smirking more when I dropped the slight smile on my face; he wanted to see my mom on the homestead; why?? There was plenty of water anywhere in this town and not just at the Thompson residence!

“Travis, if you turned off the water just to see my mom…. s**t, that is really a d**k move to do….” I still haven’t showered from being in the field yesterday, and if he thought this was his way of being smart, he got it all wrong!

“What are you talking about?? Why the hell would I do that? If I wanted to see your mom, I would drive over, and she would get me coffee and cake!” I wasn’t ready for the push in his voice when he barked back, leaned over the wash sink, and stared at him with my accusing eyes; s**t, he wasn’t kidding around, was he?

“Oh… okay…” I was pouting, feeling like he was being mean again; I thought he was finally warming up to me, but apparently not when he was scowling and thinking I was being childish again. Great.

Travis sighed and put his hands on his hips like he knew he got worked up too fast. I hated that I was staring at him, standing there looking way too good for me to not stare at his body… or maybe I was just starved for anything… Travis suddenly realized I was checking him out and started to get that smirk that I didn’t like, my pride wanting to go back ten seconds in time and never stare at his arms and chest that were grimy and sweaty, and hot…. Oh god….

“Look, all I’m saying is that until I get this figured out, you can stay back at your mom’s like the princess you are, washing your own bowls or not…” he smirked more when I was flushed. I knew it; he was mocking me, but what could I say to defend myself? He saw me, and I got caught. End of story.

“I don’t want that…” I said back honestly, still leaning over from my back pain; there was no way that I ever would move around now when I finally had a home of my own, no matter that it was a small place that was a bit run down and owned by a guy that was just as crazy as me, worse!

“Yeah, you do… princess, there is no way that you would make it one day without water, trust me…” he was still smiling, but his eyes were more serious when I just shrugged; sure I would, that wouldn’t be that big of a deal, and why did he keep calling me princess? That was the stupidest name I had ever heard!

“Don’t call me princess; I don’t know what makes you so damn rude to me when I am here and trying to help you….” I said the last part, out of breath, feeling the back pain again; this was insane; why wasn’t it stopping like before? I was leaning over and everything!?

“What’s wrong?” Travis had lost his smug face when I didn’t say anything back, clenching my jaw harder, feeling the pain getting worse; what the hell was happening!? Please, dear god, don’t tell me that I was going into giving birth and Travis was staring at me like he didn’t understand anything!?

“I don’t know…” I didn’t move, just stared at him with my scared eyes and knowing that this was it, I was going to have to face whatever that was coming alone, and nobody was going to be there when I was supposed to go through something so scary that I swear that I was shaking of fear already!

“Alright, princess, looks like you are finally going to pop….” When I was panting, Travis sounded cooler than me, trying not to pass out from the pain that was killing me, making my back feel like it was about to snap, and I just wanted it to stop!

“Shut up; what do you even know about babies!?” I was spitting it back at his calmness, pissing me off even more when just seeing his face made me want to rip it off for not even having the courtesy to look scared like I was!

“Nothing, but you look like you are ready to get that baby out any second…” he smirked the last part when I swatted at him, too pissed off to care that I missed him with a good marginal. He laughed back like it was funny; where was everyone when I needed them?! I didn’t want to stay with this dickhead that was still just staring at me in pain.

“Alright, let’s go… you don’t want that baby on the floor…” Travis was coming closer, taking my arm when I snarled, not being able to even want to stop him from helping me. Lilly was going to be born, and I was alone; that was the scariest part of it all!

“No, please! I don’t want to do this; make it stop!” I was crying already when Travis was pulling me along, not caring about my pleading, wanting to make the time stop, and not having to have a baby all alone that just would have me as its mother, and I was f*****g insane!

“Jennifer, you don’t have a choice, understand?” Travis had stopped leading me when I was still panicking, wanting to run away and never return!

“I know, but I don’t want to!” my voice was going into a high pitch, wanting to cry louder from life being unfair; it was, and I hated this, everything!

“Yeah, there are many things we don’t want to do, but still… that baby needs you more than anyone else….” Travis smiled when I didn’t care; why was he saying stuff to my face that made me feel worse?? I knew that I would be a single mom, which was the scariest part. My baby only had me, and I couldn’t even sleep or eat right; how the f**k was I supposed to fix everything else??

“Oh…. f**k…. I hate you…” I said it honestly again when he smirked now and started to snort into laughter; he hated me more.

“Let’s go princess, I’m not paying for you messing up my floors with all that…” he looked down over my body when I cried and nodded…. fine… he was right…. I started to follow him, not struggling anymore when he had his arm around mine; this would suck!