A/N: Thank you everyone for the reviews, favorites and follows as always. Like I have explained before, things are pretty hectic as of right now to prepare for my father coming home in a month or two, so be patient with updates. I will eventually be able to schedule a time frame for a new chapter. Thank you for reading.
Chapter 54 - Perfect Guy
Sutton's eyebrows furrowed slightly once she heard Happy's large foot steps coming down the stairs from putting Penelope down for the evening. The pregnant brunette wasn't even sure what the tattooed man wanted to speak about, but she had only assumed that it was something bad, considering the last few conversations hadn't gone that great.
"He glued to your hip now?" Happy questioned to the French Bulldog who was laying beside her on the couch, causing Sutton to glance to her left to see Vito.
"Basically." Sutton smiled at the dog who looked back at her, and then nudged her hand with his nose, causing her to pet him for a moment.
Sutton looked to Happy who reached for the remote on the coffee table to mute the TV that was playing Secret Life of An American Teenager on Netflix, causing the pregnant woman to glare at him.
"Can you at least pause it." Sutton stated more than questioned, causing Happy to smirk but did as she asked, and then moved to sit on the other end of the couch and faced her, "So what is it this time?" Sutton questioned, focusing on the dog.
"What do you mean?" Happy questioned back, "I just want to talk to you about us..." Happy started out causing Sutton to raise an eyebrow.
"Remember, there is no us."
"Sutton..." Happy sighed, running a hand over his face, knowing that this entire conversation was going to be a lot harder than he had thought.
"Fine." Sutton sighed and turned to face the man, and gestured for him to speak.
Happy rolled his eyes, "I want to come home, I miss P, and I miss you." Happy admitted, causing Sutton to almost choke on thin air.
Sutton couldn't help the small laugh that escaped her mouth, she couldn't help the disbelief that washed over her, and had the urge to smack the tattooed man upside the head as hard as she could.
"You can't be serious." Sutton continued to laugh, not caring that the tattooed man's hard glare was masking the hurt behind his dark eyes, "You seriously expect me to just allow you back into this home after everything you put us through?" Sutton questioned.
"I fucked up, I know...but can I at least explain?" Happy questioned quickly, not even giving her time to answer before diving right in, "I got scared alright." Happy admitted causing the brunette to raise an eyebrow.
"Scared?" Sutton scoffed, "Scared of what Happy?" Sutton questioned.
Sutton was practically glaring at the tattooed man who had been scared of absolutely nothing their entire relationship. He had never acted this way, not even when Sebastian had taken Penelope. Of course they had a few rough patches, but it was nothing they couldn't work through, but this way an all time mind screwing moment for Sutton. She could see that Happy was fighting with himself, causing her to want to get to the bottom of whatever was going on with him.
"Well?" Sutton spoke up.
Happy let out a sigh, "I...I was going to propose to you, and I was trying to figure out how to ask you." Happy started out, causing Sutton's heart to drop, "I couldn't figure out a way to ask you, and then I started to doubt you being with me." Happy added, "The life I live, the shit the club does, you deserve better, P and the baby deserve better. You're a fucking doctor Sutton, and I'm a mechanic..." Happy explained.
Sutton remained silent for a few moments, letting his words sink in, causing her heart to break a little more, since he had been thinking so lowly of himself in their relationship, and him as a father to their kids.
"So you left us because you were having self doubt?" Sutton questioned, wiping her cheeks quickly.
"I guess if you put it like that." Happy shrugged his shoulders, "Like I said, I fucked up big time."
Sutton ran a hand down her face, trying to register the news, "So instead of just talking to me about everything, you decide to say hurtful things to me, about our daughter being curious, and then barely see our daughter..." Sutton began to list the things, but Happy had cut her off.
"I'm sorry. I just...I was stupid. I should have talked to you, and I wanted to the entire time I was gone but I just felt like it was me getting inside my own head so I was trying to figure it out myself. I didn't want to make things worse but I did anyway."
Sutton felt terrible that Happy had felt that way about himself because of her job title, and because of the life he had with the club, but she was more hurt at the fact that he didn't even think to discuss his feelings with her, because she would have spoke with him about something that was upsetting her.
Wiping her cheeks, Sutton wasn't even sure what to say at this point without letting the pregnancy hormones take effect.
"Can you say something?" Happy questioned lowly, "Please..."
Sutton pushed her hair back from her face, "What do you want me to say Happy?" Sutton questioned, "Do you not realize how much shit you have put me through? I mean all of this could have been fucking avoided if you would have just talked with me!" Sutton stood up from the couch, now furious with the tattooed man.
"I know, and I want to make it up to you and P." Happy frowned seeing the brunette so furious, but knew that she had the right to be.
Shaking her head, she paced back and forth in front of the coffee table with her mind reeling, "So what, while I was here taking care of OUR daughter, what the fuck were you doing?! Where you with those fucking gashes so you could have one last run at the single life since you were so scared?" Sutton growled.
"No Sutton, I wasn't with anyone. Went on runs and when I wasn't on runs, I was in the dorm room alone." Happy stated, "Wouldn't do that shit to you."
"Just everything else." Sutton scoffed.
Happy knew that he had been the worlds biggest asshole, and he knew that the pregnant brunette had every right to be upset with him, so he decided to remain quiet to let her vent.
"So what, do you think that we moved to fast or something? I mean we've been fine our entire relationship for the most part, and now all of a sudden you want out?" Sutton cried, her insecurities kicking in, with tears streaming down her face, "You pick a hell of a time wanting out when we're expecting our second child together!"
"What? No." Happy shook his head, "I never said that we moved to fast Sutton. I was having doubts because you deserve better than me. It has nothing to do with you, this is all me babe."
Sutton nearly snarled at the cliche saying 'it's not you it's me' statement and reached for the cup of water on the coffee table and tossed it on him and then threw the cup at his head but he moved his head quick enough to avoid getting hit.
"Get out." Sutton shook her head.
"What?" Happy furrowed his eyebrows.
Sutton glared at the man, "I said get out. We aren't getting back together." Sutton stated matter of factly, "I will get in contact with someone on setting up a visitng schedule for P and the baby." Sutton stated and noticed that Happy's eyes grew a few shades darker and watched him stand up, "I'm not going to keep the kids away from you but I'm done, I can't handle anymore." Sutton stated lowly.
"Sutton, I'm not leaving." Happy stated, "I know I fucked up but I'll do what it takes to fix this shit."
Sutton rolled her eyes at the tattooed man, "Please, just leave. I can't handle this right now."
"Another reason that I should stick around here. You're almost seven months pregnant, and with Penelope, I don't want you alone and I don't want to miss any more of the pregnancy." Happy approached the short woman and cupped her cheeks and made her look at him, "I love you and I love our kids, I fucked up and I will do what it takes to fix this. I know it'll take time, but I'm not leaving." Happy stated, causing Sutton's head to drop, knowing that she wasn't going to get the man out of the house, "I'll stay on the couch." Happy leaned down to kiss her forehead.
Sutton pushed away from the tattooed man, not wanting to even fight with him about getting him out of the house, so she moved towards the couch to get the dog and headed upstairs, trying to figure out what her next move was in order to get the man out of the house, because she meant what she said about being done.
A/N: Thoughts?
Not the longest chapter, but it's a little something to hold you over.