Blake POVAfter convincing Wyatt to have a shower and go to bed, I feel like the shittiest person in the world. But I know I need to find out if he is the same person as the man I have been trying to take down since I was a child. I need to know if he is the person who destroyed my childhood. That destroyed my life.I spend the night awake watching as he sleeps. His eyes move from time to time and his breathing becomes heavier and I know he is dreaming. I watch as he rests his hand on his naked stomach, his head moving from one side to the other until he ends up sleeping on his stomach. The man looks so sexy sleeping it should be illegal.“Don’t you sleep?” I hear his voice and I swallow hard. I smile as his blue eye opens and then close again. “That is kind of creepy,” he says, and I can’t help but smile again. I am a sucker for his eyes, and I know I would never find another man with powerful eyes like him.“Don’t you have to go to work?” I ask as I sit on the edge of the bed. I don
Wyatt POV“Are you sure you want to do this?” Dash asks as he looks at my car. I nod with my arms crossed in front of my chest while Jagger moves his hand over my car, as if trying to commit it to memory.“You’re taking this too serious,” Jagger says and I nod before he has a chance to continue his line of thought. “She is going to freak,” he says, and I nod once more.“I think that’s the fucking idea,” Dash says as he opens the car door and steps inside. “So, how are we doing this? Actual accident? Or are we smashing it up?” He says and I take a deep breath, pinching the bridge of my nose. I know this plan is going to work, but fuck…“Smash the windows,” I let out and Dash smiles, walking to the baseball bats on the corner of the garage. He holds the three of them in his hand and passes one to me and then throws one at Jagger. He grabs it without any issues and immediately slams it against the passenger seat window and the noise is heartbreaking.Dash slams the bat against the front
Blake POVI watch as Wyatt sleeps next to me. He has been out for about one hour when I decide it’s time to get out of bed and get dressed. I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but if I don’t… I don’t even know. I had my doubts about them being the same person, but not anymore. How could they be? The way Wyatt walked home yesterday made me realize I was barking at the wrong tree.I move my hand down his face, kissing his head softly before I get out of bed and walk into the bathroom. On my tiptoes, I get out of the bedroom after getting dressed. I don’t even know how to deal with this. Yes, I have some information, but nothing that will make The Reaper back off. I need him to leave Emma and Wyatt alone.The way my heart broke when I saw his cut lip, his bruised eye, the way he was holding to his side as he walked. The doctor said he was very lucky. But I don’t think luck had anything to do with it. They knew exactly what t
Blake POV“No, please, I can’t… I…” I say, but stop myself. I can’t tell him I am pregnant. I can’t tell him or he will use it against me. He will try to kill my baby. I feel the tears pooling in my eyes and I pull away from him, but his hands grip my arms, forcing me to look at him.His hand moves from my arm to my neck as he wraps one hand around it and puts pressure on it. I widen my eyes as I gasp, trying to get some air into my lungs, but nothing is coming. I wrap my hands around his wrist, trying to pull away, but he puts pressure on my neck, and pushes me against the wall.I close my eyes, trying to focus on breathing, but no air is passing his grip and I start to fight him off. I move my hands, trying to grip his mask, but he pulls away, stretching his arm, keeping me in place. Tears roll down my cheeks as I see my life ending right here, right now.“Please, I’m preg…” I start sa
Wyatt POV“Do as you’re told,” I tell Blake before I leave her alone in the office. I open the door in the office next to mine and stop inside, closing the door behind me. I rest the back of my head against the door, closing my eyes.What the fuck just happened? I lost control; I lost my shit and finding out Blake is pregnant like this has made me realize she has been hiding more stuff from me than I thought I knew. Emma didn’t tell me everything. She told me Blake remembers seeing me, but she was convinced she was mixing up memories, but I didn’t believe that for a second.The way she was pushing me away, not wanting to see me, to touch me, made a lot of sense with that. The way she asked me to leave the room in the hospital. Shit, that’s what the doctor told her? That she is pregnant?Why hasn’t she told me? Why is she keeping this from me? Do I even want fucking kids? How am I going to raise a kid in this world
Blake POV“What happened to you?” Wyatt asks, and I consider telling him the truth. But I can’t, it’s too risky. I would be crossing a line I would never be able to cross back. It would put him in so much danger. I hate having to hide things from him. I hate that I can’t tell him everything. I hate that I am hiding this baby from him.“I can’t tell you, but believe me, it’s all going to end soon, because of this…” I say, gathering the courage as I move quickly on the bed and grabbing the pregnancy test I did earlier to show him. I don’t know how he is going to react, but I hope he is as excited as I am.I give him the pregnancy test, and immediately I start to chew on my nails. Anxiety taking over as I watch his face pale and his eyes move between me and the test in his hand. I can almost see the wheels turning in his head and I am starting to regret this. He is not happy. Wyatt stands up using a
Blake POV“How are you feeling?” Emma asks as soon as I walk out of the bathroom. I stare directly at her, shaking my head and she smiles, pulling me into her arms while we walk back to the living room. The apartment she is living is huge, it must be nice to have this kind of money. Emma allows me to pay her rent, and I am grateful for that. She didn’t want to charge me anything, and I felt horrible about that. I am not a charity case.“I swear this kid is trying to kill me,” I say with a smile on my face. The morning sickness has been brutal, to the point my doctor prescribed me some pills to help, but honestly, it doesn’t do much. Every time I think about eating or I actually eat something, I end up hugging the toilet and puking everything out.“How about we go look at some baby clothes today?” She asks and I shake my head, biting my lower lip. I need to do what that bastard told me to do so I can finally be free
Wyatt POV“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Dash asks me as I empty the second bottle of whiskey. I shrug without looking at him. I haven’t told them I dumped Blake, and I haven’t told them about the baby. Everything in me has gone numb without her by my side.“Seriously dude, you’ve been in the shittiest of moods, you’re drinking more than usual, and you are not even sleeping at home. Does Blake know what the hell is happening here?” He asks, and I stare directly into his eyes before I throw the empty bottle over his head against the wall. He ducked just in time before the bottle hit him in the head and smashed against the wall.“What the fuck?” Dash says raising his arms in frustration at the same time Jagger walks into the VIP area of the nightclub he just opened. Today is the opening and we are here celebrating with him. Celebrating. Puff. As if… I can’t celebrate shit. My mind has gon