His Baby {completed}

Chapter 16

***Eve POV***

Humming to myself, I finish up sorting out Alex's clean clothes in the closet. I liked to sort clothes by color. It just makes picking them out to wear so much easier. Unfortunately dark colors seems like the only thing my man likes to wear. I smile when I hear the bedroom door close. I am so happy that he actually listened to me last night and came home at an decent time tonight. This small gesture from him meant a lot to me and gave me the hope that things will work out for the both of us for the better_

"Eve come out here." Alex's loud voice demanded from outside of the closet. I frown in confusion at the anger that I hear in his voice. Did he get called out on a job? My heart leaps up into my throat as I slowly make my way out of the closet. Alex is pacing the room back and forth as he clenches his big hands in fists. He is squeezing his fist so hard that they are damn near paper white. "Alex is everything okay?" I asked in a trembling voice. I grab on to the sides of my shirt in order to try and stop my hands from shaking so badly. I knew this look. I knew it all too well.

Alex's hard baby blue eyes turn toward me and burns a hole into my face as he stomps over to me. "Does it fucking look like everything is okay?" He whispered calmly in my face. The calm voice is what scared me the most. I would much rather for Alex to be shouting and cursing while he expresses his anger, not give me this scary calmness. His whole demeanor reeked rage and oozed violence but the calmness of his voice is what had tears streaking down my face now. It suddenly dawns on me right here and now that he is angry with me. What did I do? "Alex_" I am cut off by his growl of warning as he puts a rigid finger of warning in my face.

He starts to pace once again whispering to himself and throwing a dirty look at me every once in a while. This can't be happening again! I thought we were passed all of this? What has happened to change it all? I slowly make my way over to the bathroom. I am not about to stay in this room with his crazy ass tonight. I know if I try to make a run for the bedroom's door, he is going to catch me. Nor do I want to carry this out in the hallway where the kids could hear us. I silently send up a prayer as I inch closer and closer to the open bathroom door. Fuck! I hold my breath as Alex stops his pacing and looks at me with his head cocked to the side. He caught me. He knows that I am trying to make a run for it. As quick as I could, I turn and run as fast as I can the rest of the way across the room to the bathroom. I can hear him growling and snarling behind me as he closes in on me. I push myself harder. Just get to the bathroom Eve and everything will be alright. Just get in there and stay in there until he calms down enough to talk things over. Don't let him hurt you with the kids in the house. Lucas can't_

I let a out small scream as Alex's foot stops the bathroom door I tried to push close once making it to the bathroom. "Alex please you are scaring me!" I sob out. "I-I don't know...What did I do wrong? Why are you acting like this?" Kicking at his foot, I tried to get it out of the door frame while I evaded his grasping hand. "Eve open this fucking door before I rip this bitch off the hinges and beat your fucking disrespectful ass with it!" Alex spits out through his clenched white teeth. I shake my head and begin sobbing loudly as I bat at his hands and continue to push back on the door.

"Eve I fucking swear to_"

"No Alex! I don't know what is going on! You need to stop it right now." I try to muster out in a firm brave voice but ended up sounding like the exact opposite. Alex lets out a dark chuckle at my words. "No" were his only words in response to me. Suddenly I am pushed back away from the door from him ramming his shoulder into it. Before I could fall to the ground, Alex grabs my hair and yanks me to him sharply. I cry hysterically, as I grab at the hand that is dragging me to him. "Alex please the children are in the house!" I gasp out as I cower back against his hand.