(Ok so i kinda gave up on this story, but i had a lot of my friends telling me to continue, and so im going to keep posting it, i forget where pregnancy times are, so im just ganna wing it ok? I got a new laptop so i couldnt bring files over. btw i forget the sex of them too so dont hate me.)
Grace
"Are you ok?" Sam asked taking my hand.
"Fine," I sighed. Sam pulled over, a little down the road from my parents.
"You're not ok, i just wanted to see if you would lie," he looked at me, eyes pleading that I tell him.
"I'm scared Sam, my baby's going to get hurt." I said, tears in my eyes.
"How? Why?"
"My dad, he's going to get to the baby, he doesn't want me to have it," I place my hands on my stomach.
"Grace? Listen to me, I'm not going to let him hurt the baby, or you. I'll even have Cole look out for you."
"Cole has his hands full with Isabel,"
"I don't care, you need to be safe, I don't trust your father."
"Neither can I, but I can take care of myself." Sam drove off again. I saw his jaw tense.
"You know you can't defend a man who is older than you, especially your dad." He ran a hand through his hair.
"I think I could, kind of."
"Admit it, you could't fight your dad off."
I knew I couldn't fight him off, I was just too stubborn to admit it.
"I cant fight him off," I said rolling my eyes. I saw him smile from the side and I just laughed as I looked out the window.