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Chapter 32
Had Enough

"Tyler, come on!" Connor said, raising his voice as he stood outside the bathroom door of his hotel room, as Tyler was in there hiding from Connor. Connor sighed "Please come out."

He opened up the door and seen him curled up in the corner. Connor walked over to him and knelt down in front of him, he went to go touch Tyler but as soon as he went to Tyler flinched which was out of the ordinary for him. "What's wrong?" Connor asked.

"You hurt Mommy."

Connor sighed and wiped his face, forgetting that Tyler was watching when he pushed Rydel out of the way – but he didn't mean to push her to the floor the way he did. He just meant to get her out of the way of the door, not physically hurt her. "I know I did… I know… I didn't mean to. I wouldn't ever dare hurt her like that again. It's just… You're too young to understand, but, I'll tell you when you're older."

Tyler sat, looking at his Dad – it being obvious that he had a new found fear of Connor. He had become scared of him after watching what he did to his Mom. "Don't be scared, Tyler, she's alright. I promise. Come here." Connor said, opening his arms.

Tyler got up, being reluctant to go to him but he hugged him anyway and Connor hugged him back. "Am I gonna see Mommy again?" Tyler asked.

Connor sighed "I don't know." He said, kissing the side of his head.

2 Weeks Later

Titus stood outside the bathroom in Rydel's apartment waiting for her to come out as he could hear her throwing up. "Are you alright?" Titus asked.

"I'm fine."

Ever since Connor had taken Tyler away from Rydel, Titus has noticed that she hadn't been herself, but it had been less hassle for him – as it was only two days until he, Rydel and Matty went to Australia. "Listen, Rydel, I'm going back to mine to check I have everything. Call me if you need me." He said, making his way towards the door.

He got out the front door and let out a laugh, knowing fine well she wasn't just genuinely ill.

She was pregnant.

Is it his baby?

Hell no.

They hadn't had sex in about a month or so, so if she was pregnant by him she'd have been showing symptoms a lot sooner.

Oh, no.

This was Connor's baby.

Rydel opened up the bathroom door and looked into the living room, checking all the rooms to double check Titus had gone before locking the front door. She went back into the bathroom and breathed deeply before looking into the sink where there was a pregnancy test. She turned it over to check it, seeing it was positive where she realised… She was doomed.

Mainly because she knew for a fact that it wasn't Titus' and if he found that out, he was going to kill her.

Metaphorically and literally.

And more than likely Connor too.

She began to think for a moment and wondered if she could get away with telling Titus that it was his somehow, and that way she won't get hurt.

It may take some doing, but it's possible.

Tristan, Connor and Tyler were now back in England and were at some café they'd found. "So… Rydel's going to Australia in two days, huh?" Tristan said.

Connor shrugged "I don't care."

"Aren't you going to say goodbye?" He asked.

"I've already said goodbye."

Tristan raised his brow "What? By taking her son away from her? What a lovely goodbye," He said, making Connor roll his eyes "why did you take him away from her?"

"I don't want him in danger and around someone like Titus."

"Alright, let me rephrase… What lead up to you making that decision?" Tristan asked, knowing that Connor wouldn't take Tyler away from Rydel for just that reason, 'cause if that was the case he'd have took Tyler away when he first found out about Rydel and Titus being back together.

"Exactly for that reason. I don't want to wake up one day with a phone call or text telling me that he's dead because of Titus – and Rydel too."

"If you're that concerned about that then why didn't you take Matty too?" Tristan asked.

"Matty's not my son. He's Titus'."

"Connor, you've been there for Matty since the moment he was born – literally – and when Rydel carrying him. You've been there for him growing up and have practically raised him as well as Tyler – that's what a Dad is whether if you're biological to him or not," Tristan said, which shut Connor right up "if you're so scared of Rydel getting hurt or killed by Titus, why don't you stop her?"

"I've already tried but she had none of it."

"How? 'Cause you clearly didn't try hard enough."

Connor scoffed "I beg to differ."

"How?"

"I told her I had feelings for her."

"About damn time," Tristan said, raising his voice and making Connor give him a confused look "seriously? Ever since Tyler and Matty were born, the thing that you and Rydel had together was not called friendship my friend. It was – and still is – pretty obvious you liked each other, but were too oblivious to realise it."

"She doesn't like me though, she even said herself she loves Titus – but I know for a fact she doesn't." He said, looking a little hurt.

Tristan nodded "Yeah, I know, 'cause she loves you. She's just being too stubborn to admit it," He said, Connor raised his brow "did you tell her you love her or that you just have feelings for her?"

"Just feelings."

Tristan slapped Connor around the head which made him cry out in pain and bring some attention to them in the café, but it soon went away "Idiot. You don't tell a girl you just 'have feelings for her' when you clearly don't! You're in love with her. And if you would have told her that I bet you she would have said she returned the feelings!" He exclaimed, where Connor slouched in his seat sadly. Tristan leaned on the table a little "Go back to America and stop her from going because you clearly love and want to be with her."

"I can't."

"And why not?"

"I just… I don't know…" Connor said, leaning on the table and putting his head into his hands.

Tristan looked at Tyler who was sat next to Connor and smirked when an idea came to his head "Tyler, do you want Daddy to be with your Mummy?" Tristan asked, making Connor bring his head out of his hands and glare at him a little, not believing that he was bringing his son into this. Tyler stayed silent. "Answer the question, Ty. If Titus wasn't your Mummy's boyfriend, would you want your Daddy to be her boyfriend?" He asked, Tyler nodded "why?"

"Alright, Tris, stop. He doesn't know that much about boyfriends and girlfriends and all that stuff."

"I'm trying to prove a point, Connor. You and Rydel need to be together. Everyone knows and thinks the same thing. Heck, even your three year old son knows it!"

"Whatever."

Tristan rolled his eyes "Hey, Tyler, I'll give you ten pound if you do me a favour."

"What?" Connor asked.

"Go run round screaming 'Connor loves Rydel' and when someone asks you what you're going on about, say R5 and The Vamps, they'll know what you're talking about – hopefully."

"Tristan!"

"Go on, crawl underneath the table."

"Tyler, no!"

Tyler climbed off his seat and underneath the table, crawling out despite Connor trying to stop him and he stood next to Trist. "'Connor loves Rydel', remember it, go." Tristan said, giving him a friendly shove.

"Connor loves Wydel!" Tyler yelled as he began to run around the café, repeating it.

Connor put his head into his hands out of embarrassment "Oh my, God…"

Tristan watched Tyler run round the café screaming it as everyone who was in there looked at him and at Tristan and Connor. Tristan looked back at Connor and patted his head "There, there… Now… Are you going to go back to America and stop her from going?" Tristan asked.

Connor took his head out from his hands and sighed, giving him a bemused look. Tristan raised his brow in anticipation to his answer and a small smile creeped up on Connor's face.

"Yes."

Ross was home alone because Brad was out taking Jesse for a walk. He wasn't in the best of moods and hadn't been since Brad's miscarriage – for the reasons he told/explained to Sally and he had no idea why it was getting him down so much.

There was a knock on the door and Ross sighed, making him think that it was Rydel, Riker, Rocky, Ellington or Sally. He got up and opened up the door where his blood literally started to boil.

"Oh, hey, Ross." Titus said, being a little surprised to see him.

"What are you doing here?" Ross asked, snapping slightly as he could literally tear his head off at any moment. He was trying to hold it all in though, but right now it was a little bit difficult.

Titus walked into the apartment "If Brad around?"

Ross shut the door "Why?"

"Well, Rydel's busy and I haven't come by or asked how he is after he had his miscarriage. Sorry about that by the way."

"Yeah… You better be."

Titus gave him a confused look "What are you going on about?"

Ross stepped closer to him "You better leave before I do some serious damage to you."

"I don't understand… I haven't done anythi—" Titus was cut off by Ross punching him in the face "Ahh! What the hell was that for?!"

Ross punched him again and Titus punched him back which resulted in Ross punching him for a third time and grabbing hold of him by the neck "Don't you think I would have been the slightest bit suspicious when Brad came home with bruises and scratches?" Ross asked, Titus stayed silent and held onto Ross' hands that seemed to be getting tighter round his neck "Yeah… That's right… I know it was you doing it to him – and no, he didn't tell me. It just wasn't hard to figure out. Honestly, Titus, be a little more subtle." He said, letting go of him.

"Subtle as in when I shot him outside the diner?"

Ross lunged for him but Titus hit him before he could, bursting his lip. "Don't even try and fight me otherwise you'll end up in a worse state than what I put Brad in all together – or better yet, I'll make you watch as I put Brad in an even worse state and make him slowly suffer."

Last nerve hit.

Ross punched Titus as hard as he could twice and kicked him between the legs, grabbing hold of him an then throwing him to the floor "Or, I can wait till Brad gets back and let him watch as I make you suffer as you've made him. How about I invite Riker, Rocky and Ellington? 'Cause I'm pretty sure they wouldn't mind watching or joining in!" Ross exclaimed, and then he kicked him in the face. Titus glared up at Ross and slowly got up from the floor. "Don't look at me like that, you know they don't like you and if they knew about this it'd only make them dislike you even more which I don't think is actually possible. Now I suggest you get out of here and get your ass to Australia 'cause I never want to see your face again – and if you touch Brad's face again, I will personally rip yours off for everyone to see."

Titus looked at Ross, letting out a small laugh as he had no idea what he had just set himself and Brad up for "Alright, never touch his face again – I can live with that."

Titus walked by Ross to leave and suddenly punched him in the stomach so he lurched over, and Titus grabbed hold of him "I will be back from Australia – it'd be wrong of me not to come back and visit. And when I do, you will probably regret ever saying that."

Ross stood back up straight where he was greeted to a punch from Titus, but Ross punched him back twice as hard and grabbed him by the back of the shirt "Get out." He walked over to the door, opened it up and threw him out, slamming the door shut and locking it.

He leant against the door and breathed deeply, wiping his lip that was now bleeding.

An hour later, Brad returned home from walking Jesse. "Ross?" He called, coming through the door.

"I'm in the kitchen."

Brad let Jesse off her lead and she ran straight to the couch. He shut the front door and went to the kitchen where Ross was stood at the counter, but with his back to Brad. "What did you do whilst I was gone?" He asked.

"Not much." Ross said, still not facing him.

Brad began to find this a little bit suspicious as to why he was doing this, especially since he was doing nothing on the counter. "Are you alright?" He asked.

"I'm fine."

"Why aren't you facing me?" Brad asked, and Ross ignored him "Ross…"

"I'm fine, honestly."

"Then look at me."

"No," Ross said, letting a short silence follow "was Jesse alright when you took her out for a walk?"

"Er… um… yeah."

"You don't sound so sure."

"Yeah I er… had a run in with Titus and he er… hit me."

Ross spun round, facing Brad immediately "What?!"

Brad gasped when he seen Ross' face – his lip was bust and his eye was beginning to blacken. Brad went over to him "What happened?" He asked.

"That's not important," Ross said, moving Brad's hands away from his face as he was trying to touch it "what happened with Titus?"

"Oh, that was a lie to get you to turn round. What happened to you?!" Brad asked, standing in front of him and stroking his face gently.

Ross shook his head "Forget about it."

"I'm not going to. Now tell me."

"Brad, its fine. Leave it."

"No it's not! Was it Titus?" Brad asked.

Ross stayed silent "Maybe."

Brad sighed and shut his eyes, started to feel enraged "Why did you go to see him? You promised me you wouldn't."

"I never. He came here looking for you and words were exchanged between the two of us and it wound up in us both throwing a few punches at one another."

Brad shut his eyes again and rested his head on Ross' chest, sighing heavily – having enough of Titus and all this crap, even though he'd had enough a long time ago. Ross stroked his back. Brad pulled away "Put an ice pack on your eye, it'll stop it from swelling so much. I'll be back in a minute." Brad said, leaving the kitchen.

"Where are you going?" Ross asked.

"The bathroom to find something to clean your lip with."

Ross didn't argue and went into the freezer when he heard the front door open and close. He immediately went into the living room "Brad..?" Ross called.

No response.

He went into the bathroom and bedroom to find he wasn't in either of them. He looked around the living room again and found that Brad's keys were gone and suddenly Ross realised where he had gone – or was on his way to.

Ross immediately rushed to the door to chase after him.

This definitely wasn't going to end well.

Next: A Little Twist

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