Fuck! ” I watch him run his fingers through his hair. “ I love her so fucking much, I ’ m letting her go. If we find each other again, we ’ re meant to be, but this is probably for the best right now. ”
I look him in the eye. I can see the hurt and anger coursing through him. He ’ s fighting with himself over this. “ I won ’ t let you continue to hurt her. She deserves the world, cousin. I know she ’ s it for you, but I agree with you right now. ”
He looks like he wants to say something else, but thinks better of it. “ Just keep an eye on my girl. Make sure she finds someone who makes her happy. I don ’ t think I could take it if someone else hurts her. ”
I nod. “ We ’ ll keep an eye on her. Don ’ t worry. ”
I am trying to pay attention, but I keep thinking about what Casey was buying at the pharmacy. Is she pregnant?
I miss whatever else Brant tells me, so I just nod. I turn and see Casey looking down at the ground. She looks nervous. Turning my attention back to Brant, I reply, “ I ’ ll see you soon, man. Don ’ t worry. I ’ ll keep a few prospects on her to make sure she's okay. ”
He nods. “ Thanks, cousin. ” We hug and he hops on his bike, taking off into the distance.
I walk back over to Casey and wrap my arms around her. I feel her stiffen and I can ’ t help but think maybe she wants nothing to do with me. If that ’ s what she really wants, I ’ ll give it to her, but if she's pregnant with my kid, she ’ s got another thing coming. There is no way in hell I ’ ll let her raise my kid with some other asshole. “ Beauty, let's talk about what's in that bag, yeah? ”
She looks anywhere but at me. I grab her chin with my thumb and forefinger, forcing her eyes to meet mine. “ It ’ s not what you think, ” she whispers.
"Come on. Let's go to Black and you can take the test there." I grab her hand and pull her with me down the empty street.
After a few steps, she releases some of the tension is in her body. I pull her into my side and we continue the walk to the club.
When we get inside, I lead her to my office and my private bathroom. I kiss her head and she walks into the bathroom with the bag. After the longest five minutes of my life, she walks out with the stick in hand, shoving it at me. I hold my breath and look at it. I don't think that I have ever been more scared in my life. This woman can change my life in the blink of an eye.
I focus on the stick in front of me. Negative. Shit. I don't even know if I'm relieved or sad. Part of me wanted to have her pregnant with my kid. The other part of me is happy I won't be a dad yet. God knows I'm not ready for that sort of responsibility.
Looking into her eyes, I can see she is still nervous. The tears are pooling, but she tries her hardest to keep them from spilling.
Deep inside, I know this is the end for us. She's not pregnant, so this is her way out.
"Gun, I don't know what to say."
I shake my head. I don't think I have ever been the one on this end. I'm typically the one telling the girl I don't want to see her again, but the roles are reversed today. "Don't, beauty. I... You don't have to explain anything."
I turn and go sit in my chair. I feel like I got the wind knocked out of me. Most guys I know would be happy if they found out they weren't having a kid, but I ’ m somewhat disappointed. Part of me really wants to see her with my kid growing inside of her.
Her voice is so soft, I almost miss what she says next. "Gun, I'm sorry. I have to go..." She trails off. I swear she was going to say more, but stopped herself.
She turns and heads for the door. Right before she walks out of my life, she turns around. "As much as I wish I could stay and be with you, I can't do this." I watch the tears streaming down her face for a second before she turns and runs out of the club.
Fuck. The only girl I have ever cared about just walked out of my life.
I can't help but think things would be different
I look him in the eye. I can see the hurt and anger coursing through him. He ’ s fighting with himself over this. “ I won ’ t let you continue to hurt her. She deserves the world, cousin. I know she ’ s it for you, but I agree with you right now. ”
He looks like he wants to say something else, but thinks better of it. “ Just keep an eye on my girl. Make sure she finds someone who makes her happy. I don ’ t think I could take it if someone else hurts her. ”
I nod. “ We ’ ll keep an eye on her. Don ’ t worry. ”
I am trying to pay attention, but I keep thinking about what Casey was buying at the pharmacy. Is she pregnant?
I miss whatever else Brant tells me, so I just nod. I turn and see Casey looking down at the ground. She looks nervous. Turning my attention back to Brant, I reply, “ I ’ ll see you soon, man. Don ’ t worry. I ’ ll keep a few prospects on her to make sure she's okay. ”
He nods. “ Thanks, cousin. ” We hug and he hops on his bike, taking off into the distance.
I walk back over to Casey and wrap my arms around her. I feel her stiffen and I can ’ t help but think maybe she wants nothing to do with me. If that ’ s what she really wants, I ’ ll give it to her, but if she's pregnant with my kid, she ’ s got another thing coming. There is no way in hell I ’ ll let her raise my kid with some other asshole. “ Beauty, let's talk about what's in that bag, yeah? ”
She looks anywhere but at me. I grab her chin with my thumb and forefinger, forcing her eyes to meet mine. “ It ’ s not what you think, ” she whispers.
"Come on. Let's go to Black and you can take the test there." I grab her hand and pull her with me down the empty street.
After a few steps, she releases some of the tension is in her body. I pull her into my side and we continue the walk to the club.
When we get inside, I lead her to my office and my private bathroom. I kiss her head and she walks into the bathroom with the bag. After the longest five minutes of my life, she walks out with the stick in hand, shoving it at me. I hold my breath and look at it. I don't think that I have ever been more scared in my life. This woman can change my life in the blink of an eye.
I focus on the stick in front of me. Negative. Shit. I don't even know if I'm relieved or sad. Part of me wanted to have her pregnant with my kid. The other part of me is happy I won't be a dad yet. God knows I'm not ready for that sort of responsibility.
Looking into her eyes, I can see she is still nervous. The tears are pooling, but she tries her hardest to keep them from spilling.
Deep inside, I know this is the end for us. She's not pregnant, so this is her way out.
"Gun, I don't know what to say."
I shake my head. I don't think I have ever been the one on this end. I'm typically the one telling the girl I don't want to see her again, but the roles are reversed today. "Don't, beauty. I... You don't have to explain anything."
I turn and go sit in my chair. I feel like I got the wind knocked out of me. Most guys I know would be happy if they found out they weren't having a kid, but I ’ m somewhat disappointed. Part of me really wants to see her with my kid growing inside of her.
Her voice is so soft, I almost miss what she says next. "Gun, I'm sorry. I have to go..." She trails off. I swear she was going to say more, but stopped herself.
She turns and heads for the door. Right before she walks out of my life, she turns around. "As much as I wish I could stay and be with you, I can't do this." I watch the tears streaming down her face for a second before she turns and runs out of the club.
Fuck. The only girl I have ever cared about just walked out of my life.
I can't help but think things would be different
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