Chapter 31

Maddox

Michelle and I are sitting on the couch. I couldn’t speak for the entire car ride home due to the heart attack I almost suffered in traffic. Not a literal one, albeit it still felt like one. Michelle is pregnant.

Pregnant.

There is a baby on the way. I stare into the wall while Michelle talks fast. “I-I know this must come as a shock to you, but… I-I want to keep the baby, and you don’t have to stay with me if you don’t want to! I’m not f-forcing you into anything. Though, I really think we can do this. You and I could become good parents, Maddox… Even if I realize it’s early.”

She whispers the last part, shutting her eyes to prevent tears from running down her face. I stare at her, opening and closing my mouth like a goldfish, and Michelle laughs in misery. “Y-You don’t have to say anything now. I’m just… I’m just grateful you haven’t gotten angry at me. Shit… My heart won’t stop racing,” she nervously laughs. “You’re a beautiful person for not having yelled at me, Maddox… I expected a fight…”

My eyes travel to hers, and my heart squeezes.

When Michelle calls me beautiful, she doesn’t just mean my outer appearance. No. Her eyes are bottomless, seeming to see underneath my bones and into my soul.

She is different.

Plenty of girls have called me hot. My teammates have nicknamed me the pretty heartbreaker, and the random women who have texted me after our victory games usually call me sexy.

But calling me beautiful while looking at me? That’s a first.

It sounds deeper.

Jesus

What am I even on about?

Michelle has turned me into some sort of poet. I used to be an I-don’t-give-a-shit hard ass, but in the few weeks I’ve known Michelle, she has turned me into a softie.

The weird part is that I don’t mind. In fact, I want it.

like the change in me. Things

and I will become a dad out

There,

I said it.

I love her.

being a good dad because I never had one. Mine is never at home. On rare occasions, hé shows up during the holidays, but he never comes to

Michelle?

delicate body is next to mine. She lights me on

A person who just gets and understands me. Someone real. Someone who doesn’t let me down like my parents

from tears, meet mine. She looks like she is ready for rejection. “Yes?” I swallow

Seconds pass, and then her voice breaks, and tears

she gives me a smile that looks heartbreakingly insecure, whispering. “Are you staying with

my right arm stretch out, sliding over her shoulder and down her delicate arm until I got

I be doing?” I murmur into her hair. Fuck she smells good. Like fruits and something else. “I’m terrified… But… We are

She can’t seem to grasp enough air and hugs me back. Her face is pressed to my chest, brown hair messy

I’m breaking apart myself.

leave her? I tighten my hold. My heart is violently pounding, and no matter what, I can’t

sheer shock and panic is that I’m holding Michelle, She is my anchor. She makes

asks me. “Your

breathe a laugh. “Yours is

feel her lips move, and her palms flatten against my pecs, cheek leaning into it. “My head won’t

her head, whispering. “It wouldn’t make

“I can’t believe that… That you’re

Calm?

need to be done! I have to set

to care for what needs to be fixed, like

Shit!

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