A / N: Oh my gosh, we're at chapter 10 already! This chapter, I introduce a new POV! This is a redo of Bex's and Grant's argument.
disclaimer: don't own it, if I did, my name would be ally. which its not!
Chapter Ten:
_~ Grant's Point of View ~_
I opened the door, wondering what the emergency could be. I walked through the hallway to see Bex sitting on the kitchen counter, cradling a baby.
"A BABY?" I yelled before I could stop myself. "THE EMERGENCY WAS A BABY? WELL ITS NOT MINE, YOU WONT EVEN LET ME TOUCH YOU."
"Dumbass, its my sisters," she snapped.
"I don't believe you," I said.
"So are you gonna help me look after it?" she asked.
"NO!" I shouted. "I'M NOT WASTING MY TIME GETTING UP EARLY, MISSING SCHOOL AND DESTROYING MY LIFE FOR YOU, BEX!"
"I said," she said angrily, "you can stay and help me look after it, or you can get out."
"I'M NOT HELPING YOU!" I yelled.
"THEN GET OUT!" she screeched.
"MAYBE I WILL!" I shouted.
She started crying.
"Grant," she sobbed after she'd realized what she'd just said.
"HAVE A NICE LIFE, BAXTER!" I boomed and slammed the front door behind me, running as fast as I could to Zach's house.
