Chapter 42

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*2 weeks later*

Two weeks have passed by since Brad and Carrie found out that she was pregnant, with Mikes child. They have finished moving everything into their house but haven't gone anywhere, haven't done anything, and barely have been talking to eachother, only when Huck or Jasper were around. Carrie still didn't want the baby and either did Brad but he didn't tell her.

Brads POV
Carrie and I haven't been talking, at all. I'm not mad at her or disappointed with her but we just haven't talked or done anything. Her, Huck, Jasper and I were all sitting on the couch watching a movie. Carrie on the opposite side of the couch that I was on and Huck and Jasper, sitting in the middle. There was long silence since the movie started. I looked at Carrie. She wasn't even paying attention to the movie. She was zoned out, thinking about something else. "Carrie" I said breaking the silence. I stood up and walked over to her. I held my hand out to her as I looked at her. She took it and I helped her stand up. When she stood up, I picked her up (bridal style) and carried her upstairs into our room. When we were in there, I put her down and shut the door. We both stared at eachother until I said something. "I love you Carrie. And I will always love you, no matter what happens. And I need you to know that because I don't want you to think that I will leave you because of this baby.. Carrie I love you" I told her. "Brad... I can't have this baby" she said as she walked to me while crying. "I don't want to have this baby" she said. I held out my arms and pulled her closer to me. I walked us over to the bed, without letting go of her and laid down on it. "I want baby Paisley.. Not baby Fisher.. Your my husband. I don't want my baby to have a different dad. Especially when it's Mike. This baby will just give me another reason to remind myself of everything that Mike has done to me. It'll give me a reason to have to be around him. Brad. I want my kids to have you as a father" she said as she cried into my chest. I didn't say anything right away. "So you want to kill your baby..." I said. I knew she wouldn't want it to sound like that but. "Brad" she said. "Okay. Are you sure" I asked. She just nodded her head, yes.

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