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"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Patrick yelled at Pete. We moved our conversation to the study so that everyone else at the party wasn't watching. We didn't really need everyone talking about it. It would get out eventually now, but we wanted to minimize the damage as much as possible.
"Patrick," I groaned, rubbing my forehead.
"No! I wanna know!" Patrick spit at me before turning back to Pete. "You have a fucking fiance!"
"She was only my girlfriend when Mandy and I... okay, not the point, I know." Pete seriously looked like he was stressing, and bad. I really wished Patrick would leave so we could talk. I had no idea if he wanted anything to do with my pregnancy. I knew he loved me, well, did a month ago. I was just as guilty as he was. I didn't have to tell him that I still loved him that night. I could have lied.
"You're right. It's not." Patrick glared. I've honestly never seen Patrick like this, especially not with Pete. They were best friends. I don't think Patrick has ever had a closer friend than Pete.
"Patrick, can I talk to Pete alone, please?" I asked and he glared at me for a minute before softening his expression.
"Fine, but you and I are talking later." He stated before leaving, slamming the door behind him. I turned towards Pete, waiting to see how he really felt.
"I... I never thought that it'd be like this..." he trailed off, looking from the floor to my eyes.
"Like what? You getting two women pregnant within 2 months of each other?" I questioned.
"No. You pregnant with my child and us not being together," he replied softly. The look in his eyes told me that he still loved me just as much as that night.
"Me either," I almost whispered. "I um... know how awkward and complicated this could all get, so I want to let you know I've thought a lot about it." I started to tell him my plan and he looked at me, confused. "I'll raise our baby, you can be in the baby's life as much as you want, but I'll keep it a secret. I won't tell anyone it's yours. That way you can keep your life with Meagan and-"
"What?! No!" Pete burst out, upset by what I said.
"I don't understand?" I replied. I thought he'd want an easy out.
"Mandy," Pete stepped up to me, cupping my cheek. "I've wanted this moment for so long, there is no way I want to hide it altogether. I don't know what to do, but I do know I don't want you hiding it. That's so unfair to you."
"I just... I thought that you wouldn't want Meagan to find out and ruin everything."
"Mandy, if Meagan had not been pregnant, we'd be together right now," Pete confessed before leaning in and pressing his lips to mine softly. I felt like crying. Damn hormones are intensifying my pain. After a minute, Pete pulled away and hugged me. "How far along are you? 8 weeks?"
"Ten."
"How long have you know?" Pete pulled back from the hug to look me in the eyes.
"Almost a month."
"Why didn't you call me?" He seemed hurt.
"I deleted your number when I left for New York. I was trying to get over you." I answered honestly. He just nodded, understanding why he was just now finding out.
"You're moving back, right?" He asked me nervously.
"I have to. I haven't sold my place yet, and I honestly can't afford to move and be pregnant. I don't have a job yet." I stated.
"Don't even worry about money. You need anything, I'll get it. I'll take care of you both," Pete assured, his fingers gently grazing my stomach. I felt a flutter, but I know it was butterflies and not the baby. Too early for that. That small gesture by Pete almost made me lose it. I want to be his so desperately.
"Are you going to tell Meagan?" I asked, curious to know the answer.
"I think I have no choice."
"What do you think she'll do?" I almost wanted her to leave him, but that'd never happen. She'd probably make him miserable though.
"Kill me," he laughed a little out of anxiousness. "Fuck... how am I going to tell her?" He asked, sitting on the edge of the desk.
"Gently," I replied. Even though I hated her because she had Pete, it was unfair of us to put her in this position. "You should probably do it sooner than later."
"I know... who else knows? Besides everyone here, obviously."
"That's it."
"I just don't want the media to find out. They'd never let any of us get a break."
"That's why I was willing to keep the secret. To avoid a media shit storm."
"I think we can keep it quiet. No one here will tell the press."
I sure hope he's right.
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"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Patrick yelled at Pete. We moved our conversation to the study so that everyone else at the party wasn't watching. We didn't really need everyone talking about it. It would get out eventually now, but we wanted to minimize the damage as much as possible.
"Patrick," I groaned, rubbing my forehead.
"No! I wanna know!" Patrick spit at me before turning back to Pete. "You have a fucking fiance!"
"She was only my girlfriend when Mandy and I... okay, not the point, I know." Pete seriously looked like he was stressing, and bad. I really wished Patrick would leave so we could talk. I had no idea if he wanted anything to do with my pregnancy. I knew he loved me, well, did a month ago. I was just as guilty as he was. I didn't have to tell him that I still loved him that night. I could have lied.
"You're right. It's not." Patrick glared. I've honestly never seen Patrick like this, especially not with Pete. They were best friends. I don't think Patrick has ever had a closer friend than Pete.
"Patrick, can I talk to Pete alone, please?" I asked and he glared at me for a minute before softening his expression.
"Fine, but you and I are talking later." He stated before leaving, slamming the door behind him. I turned towards Pete, waiting to see how he really felt.
"I... I never thought that it'd be like this..." he trailed off, looking from the floor to my eyes.
"Like what? You getting two women pregnant within 2 months of each other?" I questioned.
"No. You pregnant with my child and us not being together," he replied softly. The look in his eyes told me that he still loved me just as much as that night.
"Me either," I almost whispered. "I um... know how awkward and complicated this could all get, so I want to let you know I've thought a lot about it." I started to tell him my plan and he looked at me, confused. "I'll raise our baby, you can be in the baby's life as much as you want, but I'll keep it a secret. I won't tell anyone it's yours. That way you can keep your life with Meagan and-"
"What?! No!" Pete burst out, upset by what I said.
"I don't understand?" I replied. I thought he'd want an easy out.
"Mandy," Pete stepped up to me, cupping my cheek. "I've wanted this moment for so long, there is no way I want to hide it altogether. I don't know what to do, but I do know I don't want you hiding it. That's so unfair to you."
"I just... I thought that you wouldn't want Meagan to find out and ruin everything."
"Mandy, if Meagan had not been pregnant, we'd be together right now," Pete confessed before leaning in and pressing his lips to mine softly. I felt like crying. Damn hormones are intensifying my pain. After a minute, Pete pulled away and hugged me. "How far along are you? 8 weeks?"
"Ten."
"How long have you know?" Pete pulled back from the hug to look me in the eyes.
"Almost a month."
"Why didn't you call me?" He seemed hurt.
"I deleted your number when I left for New York. I was trying to get over you." I answered honestly. He just nodded, understanding why he was just now finding out.
"You're moving back, right?" He asked me nervously.
"I have to. I haven't sold my place yet, and I honestly can't afford to move and be pregnant. I don't have a job yet." I stated.
"Don't even worry about money. You need anything, I'll get it. I'll take care of you both," Pete assured, his fingers gently grazing my stomach. I felt a flutter, but I know it was butterflies and not the baby. Too early for that. That small gesture by Pete almost made me lose it. I want to be his so desperately.
"Are you going to tell Meagan?" I asked, curious to know the answer.
"I think I have no choice."
"What do you think she'll do?" I almost wanted her to leave him, but that'd never happen. She'd probably make him miserable though.
"Kill me," he laughed a little out of anxiousness. "Fuck... how am I going to tell her?" He asked, sitting on the edge of the desk.
"Gently," I replied. Even though I hated her because she had Pete, it was unfair of us to put her in this position. "You should probably do it sooner than later."
"I know... who else knows? Besides everyone here, obviously."
"That's it."
"I just don't want the media to find out. They'd never let any of us get a break."
"That's why I was willing to keep the secret. To avoid a media shit storm."
"I think we can keep it quiet. No one here will tell the press."
I sure hope he's right.
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