THIS WAS A VERY HARD CHAPTER FOR ME TO WRITE, I HOPE YOU LIKE IT.
I woke up to Michael nuzzling the side of my neck. We were wrapped in each other's arm's only a sheet covering us.
"You know this the first time in almost a year a baby hasn't woke me up." I said turning to look at him.
"I know it's peaceful." Michael said
"I still miss him though."
"Well Jake hasn't called so I'm guessing everything went okay last night." Michael got up and pulled his boxers on and walked into the bathroom. I also got up and put on my bra and underwear. When Michael came out I ran up and kissed him.
"We're engaged." I told him. He smiled at me.
"I know." he said kissing me again."Come on, get ready and I'll take you to breakfast." I brushed my teeth and hair, and changed into sweatpants' and a t-shirt. I slipped on my tennis shoes on and carried my bag down to the lobby.
"Dina's?" I asked him. He smiled and nodded. When we got there we sat in our usual seat.
"What can I get for you two?" The waitress asked
"Coffee for right now."I said
"Same." Michael agreed. She walked off.
"Thank for you my birthday gift's." I said looking at my engagement ring. He grabbed the same hand and kissed it.
"Lea Rowland!" I looked to see Penelope running towards me, a guy following tight behind her. "How are you?" she said coming up to our table. "I haven't seen you since you dropped out."
"I didn't drop out. I graduated early." I told her.
"Oh, well what college are you at?" she asked.
"I'm not going to college at the moment."
"Why!" she said, acting like she cared.
"I have a son. College would just be too much at the moment."
"You have a son." she said blankly. I nodded. The guy next to her laughed and mumbled
"Whore."
"Excuse me." Michael said looking at the guy. Penelope just noticed that Michael was there.
"Oh, hey Michael." she said sweetly.
"What did you say?" Michael said looking at Penelope's guy friend.
"Ignore him." I whispered to Michael
"I mean come on man. A baby in high school." the guy said. Michael stood standing the same height as the kid.
"That 'baby' just happens to be my son." Michael said. I could tell he was close to snapping.'
"Michael.." I said.
"Oh, so you're the one that got the whore pregnant." and that was all it took. Michael snapped and punched the guy in the face. The guy didn't go down easily. He ran full force at Michael knocking them both onto a table which tipped over.
"Michael, stop." I yelled. The guy punched Michael a few times in the face, but Michael was faster and got some punches in too. The next thing I knew the cop's where breaking it up.
"Wait, you can't take him." I told the cop as he cuffed Michael, whose face was bleeding because of a cut above his eyebrow.
"You can bail him out." the cop said and started dragging him outside. I turned to Penelope, who smiled.
"Bitch." I said, as I grabbed the car keys and went outside. I cop car drove away with Michael in the back. I started Michael's car and drove. What was he thinking. I told him to ignore it, I got called that stuff all the time and ignored it. Once I got to Sam's I ran into the house. Lucy, Sam's wife was playing with Kyle, and her son Noah. Sam walked into the room when I ran in.
"Hey, what's wrong." he said.
"Michael was arrested." I told him. "You have to get him out."
"Wait, Michael? Why." Lucy asked walking over.
"He got in a fight at Dina's with some guy for calling me a whore. I know stupid, but he's in jail and I need you to get him out." Sam sighed.
"Alright fine." he went and grabbed his coat. "Go ahead and take Kyle home, and I'll drop Michael off there." Once Sam was gone Lucy looked at me.
"Worried?" she asked. I nodded. "Can I see it."
"See what?" I asked.
"The ring. We all knew he was going to ask you let me see the ring." I gave her my hand with the ring on it. "Well my god look at that thing. It is beautiful." I smiled at her. "I'll let you go, but text me okay?"
"Okay." I said kissing her cheek. I grabbed Kyle and his baby bag. "Bye." I said as I walked to the door. I put Kyle in his car seat and started the car.
"Where papa?" Kyle asked me. God, Michael was an idiot.
"He'll be home later." I told Kyle. I could feel tears forming, but I held them back. Once we got home, I grabbed Kyle and carried him inside. Then I went back out and got our bags but left them in the living room. I waited and waited, I put Kyle down for a nap, and 2 hours later when he woke up Michael still wasn't home. I made me and Kyle dinner and he still wasn't home. Around 7ish when me and Kyle where watching TV I heard the door open and close and Michael walk into the living room.
"Papa!" Kyle yelled and ran to Michael, who picked him up. "Miss you."
"I missed you, buddy." he kissed him on the cheek and set him down. "Is the first aid kit still in the kitchen." he asked me. I nodded, and he walked off. Kyle grabbed his Bugga and sat in his bean-bag chair to watch Disney Channel. I got up and went into the kitchen. Michael was ripping open a band-aid when I walked in.
"Wait." I said as we tried to find his cut. I grabbed a piece of paper towel and poured peroxide on it and pressed it on his cut. He flinched but didn't move. I put the band-aid on it and I noticed his eyes was a little black and blue. I grabbed frozen pea's from the freezer and handed them to him
"Wanna talk." he asked.
"Not really." I said wiping away a tear that had fallen.
"Lea..." he said reaching for me.
"No," I said. "What you did scared the crap out of me today."
"He called you a whore, do you not want me to stick up for you?"
"No, I want you to ignore it and move on." I told him.
"I can't ignore it when my fiancé get's called a whore."
"You better learn to ignore it Michael. I got pregnant as a teen. I'm a teen mom. They're gonna call me names. I got used to it so can you."
"And what happens if I can't." he asked.
"We'll I'm not gonna have you punch every single person's face if they call me a name." I told him.
"What does that mean." he asked.
"It means if you can't get used to it we're over."
"You're kidding me right, this is bull. I was sticking up for you." he said.
"I told you not to. To ignore it." We were starting you yell.
"You're not seeing the point." he yelled.
"What is the point?" I yelled back. "He called me a whore? Who gives a fuck."
"I give a fuck." he said. I heard a whimper and saw Kyle standing in the doorway, tears in his eyes.
"No, fight." he said rubbing his eye with the same hand he held his Bugga in. I went over picked him up and kissed his cheek.
"Come on baby, let's put you to bed."
"Lea." Michael said.
"Michael, just..shut up." I said and walked upstairs. I rocked Kyle until he fell asleep and set him in his crib. When I walked into my room Michael was grabbing a pillow and blankets. "Where are you going?" I asked.
"I'm sleeping on the couch." he said and walked out of the room. I changed into pajama's and got into bed. That was the first big fight me and Michael have had since he found out about who I was. I haven't slept alone in forever and it felt weird. Sad. I turned my face in my pillow and cried myself to sleep.
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