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Chapter 10

The next couple of weeks are a complete blur from all the stress I'm under. Mom and Dad have to get a lawyer for which I'll have to pay them back. Emmett's family is very well-off, so nothing concerning money is a bother to them. They've got the best they can have. My parents both work hard for everything and I know they're feeling the effects of forking out extra money for this.

His lawyers rush the fraternity test like his life depends on it. I wish she wasn't his, but I know she is. I'm constantly dealing with paper work and trying to understand it all, but really all they say they want is visitation rights.

My lawyer makes a point that Emmett didn't want anything to do with Mila and denied she was his since before her birth, but he uses his age as an excuse. He claims he was terrified back then and he sees his mistakes now. All he wants is to make things right.

The judge decides on supervised visits for a month, and at that point, the person appointed to the case will decide if he can see Mila without supervision. I hate the whole thing.

He's got two years of child support to pay off, on top of what he'll be paying for from now on. He says he'll gladly do it; he just wants to be a part of his daughter's life.

I don't trust him, but I have no idea what else it could be.

After one of the court meetings, he pulls me aside and asks if we can go for coffee. I accept because whether I like it or not, we need to talk.

I'm furious at him for doing this to me. I haven't eaten or slept since the second he came back into my life.

"I know you're upset, but my intentions are good, I promise. I just want to be a part of my daughter's life, and make sure she grows up right. I want her to know she can count on me. I need to start having a relationship with her now if I'm ever going to build that between us."

"Emmett…" I can't listen to his voice anymore. That's all I've been hearing. "There is nothing I want more than to keep you away from my daughter. This whole thing is killing me because there's nothing I can do about it. We've been fine without you, and we'll continue to be."

"It's not the two of you I'm concerned with... Look, I've changed universities so I can be closer to her, and I'm fighting for her, aren't I? You don't need me, it's fine, trust me I don't need you... But maybe Mila deserves to have a father, who are you to deny her that?"

"She hasn't had a father this whole time and she's fine."

"I regret that, I have ever since I moved away. I think about her all the time, Rose, I was just scared shitless. I wasn't ready to be a dad."

"And I wasn't ready to be a mom, but being ready doesn't matter when it happens." I felt like I was talking to a brick wall.

"Look, I didn't ask you to have coffee with me so we could argue."

I hadn't even touched my coffee and I just now realized we were in a crowded cafe. When someone placed their hand on my shoulder I looked up to see it was Jake. I instantly felt a little better.

"You ready to go, babe?"

"Yeah," I stood and held his hand, walking away without a goodbye.

The next day while Mom and Dad are at work, Alice drops by to take Mila with her to the mall. I go for a run to clear my mind. It doesn't really work but at least I've gotten some exercise. When I get home Emmett is on the front steps waiting, his car in my parent's drive way.

I pull my ear buds out as I approach. "Your boyfriend seems like a dick."

"Not a good line to lead off with, Emmett," I warn.

"I've seen him a number of times and he doesn't even acknowledge I'm there."

"Well, I could say the same about your girlfriend." I tilt my head. "I'm sure they just want to stay out of it."

"Trust me; Bella wants nothing more than for Mila to be in our lives."

"And Jake wants nothing more than for you to be out of our lives." I feel so much hatred towards him it isn't normal.

He finally stands. "Actually, Rose, he's the reason I'm here... I don't really think I like having him around my daughter." As much as I hate thinking about when we dated, I quickly remember what a racist he is. He doesn't even know it too, which makes it even worse.

I frown but act brave. "Well, you have no say in the matter." Now I was terrified. I know how cruel he can be. He has something up his sleeve.

"Break it off with him, or I'll make sure he gets this." He hands me an envelope from the back of his pocket.

I don't have to look inside to know what it is.

"Why do you want me to be miserable?" Hadn't he done enough?

"I don't need a reason. Unfortunately, you're Mila's mother, and I want all your efforts to go into raising her – not sucking that douchebag off." His smile is bright and happy.

"Enjoy those, and let me know if you want the whole video."

"Why would you do this?" My voice has gotten louder even though I don't mean it to. "You have your girlfriend, you're happy... I just want the same."

He looks at me without an answer for a second. "I've already given you a reason... Break it off with him. Trust me, no guy wants to see their girl doing the shit you did with me." He steps close and brings his hands up to my chin, feeling my skin with his thumb. I push him away with all the energy I have.

He laughs at my failed attempt. "You'll be doing him a favor. You don't wanna ruin his life too, do you?"

He doesn't wait for an answer before he leaves. How did I ruin his life? He was the one ruining mine, just when I thought I was getting somewhere with it.

Before I even make it to the steps, I vomit in my mom's flowers. I feel completely drained as I sit on the steps where Emmett had been moments ago.

I don't want to open the envelope but I do anyway. He'd promised me that he deleted everything, but I should have known he'd lied.

Just thinking about what I'd done with Emmett made me sick, but seeing the photos made me want to die.

Not even looking at two of the photos, I shove them all back into the envelope, get myself into the house, and under the shower. I thought the days of crying under the spray of the water were over, but now I knew they were only now starting.

How could I have ever been so stupid?