Chapter 28

Melanie's POV

As I pick up something else to throw, Wesley takes it from me.

"Mel, you need to stop. You're ruining all of our stuff." He says in a pained voice.

"Don't you dare tell me to stop!" I yell at him and shove past him into our bedroom.

"Baby." I hear him call behind me, and he wraps his arms around my waist from behind.

"What?!" I snap, and he presses his lips to my neck, sucking gently.

"I'm gonna take your anger away, okay? I just need you to relax for me, you stress me out when you're angry." He says and I lean back, resting my head on his shoulder.

"O-okay." I moan out as he pulls my shorts down a bit.

He leads me over to the bed, sitting me down. When he presses his lips against mine, we start to lean back so I'm now laying on the bed and Wesley's hovering over me.

"I love you." He says in between kisses on my neck.

"I love you, too." I breath out, tangling one of my hands into his hair and the other one goes to his back, and under his shirt.

He pulls my shorts down, and takes my shirt off. He leads his lips down my body and leaves butterfly kisses all down my stomach. He pulls my underwear down and I moan out loud as he goes down on me.

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"Fuck." I breathe heavily as he comes back up to me and lays down next to me. "Thank you for that." I say and he smiles.

"You're welcome, babe." He says and leans down to kiss me but before he can, I feel sick. I pull my underwear back on and run to the bathroom, throwing up into the toilet. A second later I feel my hair being pulled back and a hand rubbing my back.

"Are you okay?" Wesley asks and when I'm done, I flush the toilet.

"I think so." I say and get up to wash my mouth.

"Are you sure?" He asks, pressing the back of his hand to my forehead and I laugh a bit.

"I'm sure, Wes. I'm not sick, don't worry." I say, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek.

"So what are you gonna do about Matthew?" Wesley asks as we walk out of the bathroom.

"I don't know... He's too young to be getting married and if I have anything to do with it, he's not going to get married." I say, placing my hands on my hips.

"Damn, sassy." Wesley says, laughing a bit.

"I know you love it though." I say, smirking.

"There's nothing about you that I don't love." He whispers in my ear, grabbing my fingers and lacing our fingers together.

"I love you." I say.

"I love you, too."

"Now, I gotta go to school so I'll be back in a few hours."

"Okay. I'm gonna clean up all this shit you broke and then I gotta go to the gym for a late night training session. I probably won't be back until midnight so don't wait up for me."

"Okay." I say, and peck his lips before throwing on some clothes and grabbing my purse to head out.

"Hey, Thomas."

"Hey." He says as he sees me and I set my bag down on the desk in front of me.

"So how have you been?" I ask, waiting for class to start.

"Good." He shrugs.

"How is Maggie?"

"She's good. We're planning on getting married soon."

"Shut up!" I squeal, swatting his arm.

"Hey!" He says, laughing as he rubs his arm and I look around to see a few people staring at us because of my sudden outburst.

"Sorry." I whisper, heat rising to my cheeks.

"It's okay." He laughs again.

"But seriously, when is the wedding?" I egg on.

"Couple of months. I only proposed to her a few weeks ago."

"Well that's great, Thomas." I say and he smiles at me and then class starts.

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When class is over, I head back home. When I get there, Wesley isn't back home yet which is fine because it's only 8 pm.

I make myself some dinner and sit on the couch, watching tv. As soon as I'm done, I set my plate down and lay down on the couch, getting under the blankets.

It takes a few minutes but I begin to fall asleep.

A few hours later, I wake up to being picked up by Wesley and carried to our room.

"Wesley." I mumble.

"Shh, baby. Go back to sleep." He whispers and I nod, cuddling into his chest.

I feel the bed under me a couple seconds later and Wesley begins to walk away.

"Wes, stay with me." I say, pulling him back.

"I need to get ready for bed." He whispers and I pout at him.

"Please." I whine and I hear him sigh.

"Fine." He says and pulls his shirt and pants off, leaving him in just his boxers.

He gets under the covers with me, and pulls me into him.

"I told you not to wait up for me." He whispers and I look up at him.

"I didn't, I was watching tv and I accidentally fell asleep." I yawn and he kisses my forehead.

"Go to sleep." He whispers and I nod, quickly falling asleep after.

The next morning, I wake up to that sick feeling again so I sprint to the bathroom, throwing up into the toilet.

When I'm finished, I flush the toilet and wash my mouth. I head back out into the bedroom and Wesley is still fast asleep.

"Wesley, wake up." I say, sitting down next to him and trying to shake him awake.

"What?!" He groans, blinking repeatedly.

"I threw up again." I whisper.

"You what?" He asks again, sitting up.

"I threw up again." I repeat louder.

"Babe, are you sure you're not sick?"

"I'm positive I'm not.." I say and he gives me a look of worry.

"I'm taking you to the hospital." He says, getting up and turning the lights on.

"Wes, I'm fine." I say, trying to get him to change his mind.

"No, Mel. We're going to see what's wrong."

"There's nothing wrong." I say, desperately trying to get him to stop.

"Get ready." He says, ignoring me as he heads to the bathroom.

I sigh, throwing myself back on the bed. He comes out a few minutes later with a towel wrapped around his waist. He gets a pair of boxers out, and pulls them on, dropping the towel onto the floor.

I get up and head into the bathroom, taking my shower as well. When I'm done, I get dressed and Wesley's already waiting for me.

We head to the hospital and Wesley literally has to force me out of the car. We walk inside and I go sit down while Wesley tells them what's wrong.

He sits down next to me and I glare at him.

"What?" He asks, noticing my glare.

"I'm fine, we don't need to be here."

"Babe, I'm just making sure you're okay. You could have a stomach virus or something." He says, taking my hand and lacing our fingers together then he rests our hands on my thigh.

"Whatever." I mumble.

We wait a few more minutes and a nurse finally comes out and calls us in. We sit down and they take a few tests and it takes about 30 minutes before they come back in. The doctor walks over to me and I wait on the bed for him to say something. Wesley is pacing back and forth and I roll my eyes.

"So.. We ran a few tests and everything seems to be fine. But, we ran some extra tests and I'm happy to tell you that you're pregnant." He says and my jaw drops.

I look at Wesley and he stops.

"What?" He chokes out.

"She's pregnant." The doctor repeats and Wesley drops to the floor, passing out.

"Wesley!" I say, getting off of the bed and the doctor runs out to get help.

They take him to another room and I follow, still in my hospital gown. They take him off of the gurney, and out him on the bed. A while later, he finally wakes up and I smile sadly at him.

"Oh fuck, what happened?" He asks, rubbing the back of his head.

"You passed out." I say, laughing a bit.

"Why?"

"Uh... Wesley.. I'm pregnant." I say, not looking at him.

"W-what?" He breathes out and I look back up at him.

"We're gonna have a baby."

"No.." He mumbles, trying to get himself out of the bed.

"Wes, stop struggling."

"Fuck.." He says, and he finally stands up. "No, Melanie! I'm not ready to be a father, dammit!" He yells, pulling at the ends of his hair, stressfully.

"Wes, you have to help me with this baby.. I-I can't do it by myself."

"Well maybe you should've thought about that!"

"How could have I known that I was gonna get pregnant, huh?! You were the dumb ass in this situation because you didn't put a fucking condom on!"

"Don't you blame this on me!"

"You're at fault!"

"Just shut up!" He yells, walking out of the hospital room and I follow him.

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Sorry this is short, I just wanted to update haha. Here ya go lovelies, I'll update soon. Ily guys. ☺️