with my hand before it connected with my face.
“Leave me alone, why don’t you go chase after Rachel, I’m sure she’d be more than thrilled for you to run after her,” she spat before adding, “It’s not like it’s uncommon for you to chase after her.”
So, she had seen the Rachel exhibit… Perfect.
“No,” I said calmly. “I’ve left you alone enough. I’m not leaving you anymore.”
I stuck my head through the small gap in the door, forcing Lee to relinquish her death grip on the handle.
Thankfully, she did, because for a brief moment she looked tempted to slam the door on my head.
“I’m sorry about Rachel coming here. I’ll talk to her and make sure she doesn’t upset you again.”
That must have been the wrong fucking thing to say , because Lee backed away with her palms held out in front of her, shaking her head in disgust.
“Uh, don’t do me any favors, Kyle. Bring as many girls as you want back here, after all, it is your house and I’m just your roommate. Well, that and an incubator for your child, but who’s counting?”
“What the hell are you talking about?” I asked trying to rein in my temper. “I haven’t done anything wrong.”
Today, at least.
Lee snorted, actually fucking snorted at me, as she stormed over to her bed. “Go screw yourself, Kyle.”
I tried to rein in my temper, I really did, but she had this way of driving me insane and drawing it out of me.
“What is your fucking problem, princess?” I spat, losing my hold on my self-control, words spewing from my mouth before my brain had a chance to filter them. “I said I was sorry. Jesus Christ, you’re overreacting. You need to calm your shit down and breathe.”
Lee bent down and started rooting under her bed.
“You make me sick. The both of you do. Go, Kyle, run along and chase her, because I don’t want to be near you right now,” she screamed, pulling a duffel bag out, and standing again. “This was a bad idea. I knew it. I knew I shouldn’t have come back here.”
“Whoa, baby, what are you doing?”
All the anger I’d felt moments ago, sizzled out at the sight of Lee throwing her clothes inside that bag. I knew exactly what she was doing, but I was praying she’d prove me wrong.
Lee moved towards her wardrobe and I stepped in front of it. “Get out of my way, Kyle.”
“Would you stop for a second?” I asked, for once trying to calm the situation down. “Tell me why you’re doing this.”
Lee tried to push past me, her movements wild and frantic. “I’m leaving. Get the hell out of my way so I can get my stuff.”
I grabbed her shoulders, trying to hold her still. Getting this worked up couldn’t be good for the baby.
“Lee, will you just stop for a second and talk to me?”
Turning her head away, she stared out the window, refusing to look at me. Her body stiffened.
“There’s nothing to talk about,” she spat. “I have nothing to say to you.”
I exhaled sharply, the air leaving my lungs in a rush. “There’s nothing to talk about, really? Lee, you’re packing your bags and trying to walk out of my life, and you have nothing to say me. Are you serious?”
“Stop trying to make me feel bad,” she said in a defensive tone.
Releasing her, I staggered over to her bed and sat.
“I’m not trying to make you feel bad; I’m trying to make you explain,” I said , running my hands through my hair, before leaning over and resting my elbows on my knees.
“Do you agree with her?”
I sighed in exasperation, looking up at her. “Lee, baby, I have no idea who you’re talking about.”
Lee folded her arms over her bump, her stance defensive. “Rachel. Do you agree with her?”
I fucking knew this outburst had something to do with Rachel. Everything bad always led back to her.
“What did she say to you?” I asked tiredly. I was so sick of the drama.
“According to Rachel, she was with you last night.” Her voice cracked and she shook her head as if she was
“Leave me alone, why don’t you go chase after Rachel, I’m sure she’d be more than thrilled for you to run after her,” she spat before adding, “It’s not like it’s uncommon for you to chase after her.”
So, she had seen the Rachel exhibit… Perfect.
“No,” I said calmly. “I’ve left you alone enough. I’m not leaving you anymore.”
I stuck my head through the small gap in the door, forcing Lee to relinquish her death grip on the handle.
Thankfully, she did, because for a brief moment she looked tempted to slam the door on my head.
“I’m sorry about Rachel coming here. I’ll talk to her and make sure she doesn’t upset you again.”
That must have been the wrong fucking thing to say , because Lee backed away with her palms held out in front of her, shaking her head in disgust.
“Uh, don’t do me any favors, Kyle. Bring as many girls as you want back here, after all, it is your house and I’m just your roommate. Well, that and an incubator for your child, but who’s counting?”
“What the hell are you talking about?” I asked trying to rein in my temper. “I haven’t done anything wrong.”
Today, at least.
Lee snorted, actually fucking snorted at me, as she stormed over to her bed. “Go screw yourself, Kyle.”
I tried to rein in my temper, I really did, but she had this way of driving me insane and drawing it out of me.
“What is your fucking problem, princess?” I spat, losing my hold on my self-control, words spewing from my mouth before my brain had a chance to filter them. “I said I was sorry. Jesus Christ, you’re overreacting. You need to calm your shit down and breathe.”
Lee bent down and started rooting under her bed.
“You make me sick. The both of you do. Go, Kyle, run along and chase her, because I don’t want to be near you right now,” she screamed, pulling a duffel bag out, and standing again. “This was a bad idea. I knew it. I knew I shouldn’t have come back here.”
“Whoa, baby, what are you doing?”
All the anger I’d felt moments ago, sizzled out at the sight of Lee throwing her clothes inside that bag. I knew exactly what she was doing, but I was praying she’d prove me wrong.
Lee moved towards her wardrobe and I stepped in front of it. “Get out of my way, Kyle.”
“Would you stop for a second?” I asked, for once trying to calm the situation down. “Tell me why you’re doing this.”
Lee tried to push past me, her movements wild and frantic. “I’m leaving. Get the hell out of my way so I can get my stuff.”
I grabbed her shoulders, trying to hold her still. Getting this worked up couldn’t be good for the baby.
“Lee, will you just stop for a second and talk to me?”
Turning her head away, she stared out the window, refusing to look at me. Her body stiffened.
“There’s nothing to talk about,” she spat. “I have nothing to say to you.”
I exhaled sharply, the air leaving my lungs in a rush. “There’s nothing to talk about, really? Lee, you’re packing your bags and trying to walk out of my life, and you have nothing to say me. Are you serious?”
“Stop trying to make me feel bad,” she said in a defensive tone.
Releasing her, I staggered over to her bed and sat.
“I’m not trying to make you feel bad; I’m trying to make you explain,” I said , running my hands through my hair, before leaning over and resting my elbows on my knees.
“Do you agree with her?”
I sighed in exasperation, looking up at her. “Lee, baby, I have no idea who you’re talking about.”
Lee folded her arms over her bump, her stance defensive. “Rachel. Do you agree with her?”
I fucking knew this outburst had something to do with Rachel. Everything bad always led back to her.
“What did she say to you?” I asked tiredly. I was so sick of the drama.
“According to Rachel, she was with you last night.” Her voice cracked and she shook her head as if she was
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