You glared at Luke as he held a frozen bag of peas up to his face. There was silence between the two of you, but from your expressions and body language, a lot was being said. It was extremely early and you were too tired to deal with his shenanigans. Yet here you were now sitting in his living room with crossed arms and a scowl. Luke looked almost vulnerable. His eyes downcast, lip busted, and eye turning black and blue as he tried to stop the swelling. It had been a whirlwind of a day and your eyes were practically bloodshot from how little sleep you had gotten. Never in your life had you thought you'd bail someone out of jail. Let alone the father of your child. The minute Luke had rounded the corner with a cop following behind him, you wanted to cry. He reeked of alcohol, and was covered in dried blood. He didn't even look at you. All he did was mumbled out a thank you and made his way to the car.
The silence was starting to become unbearable and soon you finally decided to speak up. "Are you going to tell me what happened?" you questioned, lips pursing and face softening once Luke looked up and gave you a mix of an innocent and defeated look.
"Just went out for a drink," Luke replied in monotone.
"No you see if you had just went out for a drink, you would have been home in bed by eleven...twelve the latest. Not three fucking days. Not three days and a phone call asking me to bail you out of jail." You said all this through gritted teeth, trying to keep your voice low in order to not wake up Raine or any of the guys that had stayed there to help you while he was gone. "Life happens. Shit happens and you can't just drop everything and get shitfaced because things don't go your way," you told him.
"Everything is pointless...life is pointless," Luke mumbled, breaking eye contact. The minute you had said Scott was the father, Luke felt like the world was ending. He was starting to realize you could never be his, not fully. Not if you were carrying another man's child.
"What are you on about?" you spat, rolling your eyes at him. Luke shot you a glare and then shook his head.
"It doesn't matter," he sighed, slumping back in his spot and scratching at the top of his head. Luke's tongue poked out to lick at his bottom lip. He had done a lot of thinking during the few hours he had spent in jail and in order for Luke to recover from this he came down to one conclusion. "I love you Y/N, but I can't raise another man's child. I know it's shitty of me to be selfish about it, but this situation-this is all fucked. I love you, I really do, but I love Raine more. I'd do anything for my baby girl even if that means I have to give up on loving her mother because I can't go through this hurt and pain anymore." Luke's words made a guilty feeling seep down your spine. "You play these fucking mind games and then act like the victim when nothing goes your way." Luke was tired of holding his tongue. He had put up with everything you've done because he loved you. He loved you so much that he was going to call you out on your shit.
"Luke-" you croaked, not wanting this to be the end.
"Let me finish, Y/N," Luke interjected. He sat the bag of peas down and then sat up straight to look you in the eye. "We need a break. Some real time apart until you figure out what you want in life. So call me if it has anything to do with Raine. If it's about anything else, I don't want to hear about it. You can sleep here tonight, but tomorrow I need you gone." Luke had said his peace and you watched dumbfounded as he grabbed the frozen bag of peas and retreated to Raine's room. You hadn't realized how much your actions were affecting Luke until now. Feeling slightly offended at what he had said, but mainly distraught at the fact that the two of you had basically just broken up. You sucked in a deep breath to calm your nerves. Your bottom lip beginning to wobble as your emotions took over. You bit down on your bottom lip to stop yourself from crying out. You were the one who had gotten yourself into this situation and should own up to it.
All the colorful flowers and positive attitude surrounding you was the complete opposite of how you felt. You felt alone. A single mother, pregnant, and alone. The last thing you wanted to do was celebrate the happy union of two people. You of course didn't have a choice since you had RSVP'd a month or two in advance. It was too late for you to cancel. All you could do was show up to your friend's wedding like nothing in your life was wrong and pretend to be happy. You haven't been happy for at least two months now. That's how long it's been since your conversation with Luke. You were seven months pregnant and alone. You watched with a frown on your face as the bride and groom did their first dance together. "Stop looking like a grump and at least pretend to be happy for your friend that just got married," Danielle said, coming up behind you to whisper the words in your ear.
"Pretending to be happy when I'm not happy sounds like a pain," you replied, grabbing your glass of water and taking a sip as you rolled your eyes.
"Well everyone goes through shit and still put a smile on their face," Danielle told you, giving you a the-world-doesn't-revolve-around-you look. "I love you girl, but you dug yourself into this hole. You either suck it up and live with it, or you do something about it," she advised. Danielle pat her hand down on your knee then turned to shout something at a friend dancing in the crowd. You were a slightly pissed at her for saying this. Only wanting her to be on your side and comfort you, but you knew she was doing what a best friend does. Calling you out and setting you straight. You were being selfish and if you had thought either Luke or Scott were going to stick around after everything you had pulled then you were wrong.
Scott wanted to be with you, but then you had made your choice. Now he was just hanging around because the baby was his and he hated Luke with a passion, so seeing Luke pissed was more satisfaction to him than anything. Then there was Luke. You had dragged him through so much shit and now he was finally taking a stance on the whole situation and made a decision for the both of you since you couldn't make up your mind. "Was I wrong?" you asked in Danielle's direction, gaining her attention.
"Wrong for what?" she questioned, taking a sip of wine and raising her eyebrows at you. Your eyes stared at the glass of wine and somehow you found yourself missing the taste of alcohol.
"I read the test results out loud," you said, "I read them and I said Scott was the father." Danielle's lips pursed at your words and then her eyes narrowed.
"You said Scott was the father?" she mumbled, eyebrows beginning to furrow. You could already tell what she was thinking and before she could say anything you spoke up.
"I think Luke was seeing that woman. You know, the red head that was wearing the fucking tight black dress for child's birthday party," you spat, frown on your face growing even more. "He was probably seeing that woman the whole time he was supposedly confessing his love to me," you said, sending a fake smile in the direction of an elderly couple that had looked your way.
"Did you ask Luke about it?" Danielle asked.
"He said she was just a friend," you told her,
"Then maybe she was just a friend like he said. You've always trusted him what had changed?" You swallowed hard and you already knew the question she was about to ask. Danielle knew exactly what the DNA test results read. You had called her in the middle of the night multiple times about how you were planning on telling both Luke and Scott the news. How much you were excited to have this baby and now, now all you were was miserable because you decided to read the test results out loud.
"And what if he was lying? Ashton wouldn't even tell me," you tried to argue only to have Danielle shake her head in disapproval at you.
"So do you want to be with Luke or Scott? Because from what you just told me Scott is now permanently in your life because you decided to be spiteful and get back at Luke for either being or not being with some chick with red hair." Danielle couldn't believe what she was hearing and she had thought you had better sense than to let your emotions get the better of you. Danielle gulped down the rest of her drink and then let out a deep sigh. "Geez girl you fucked up big time."
"I know I did," you sighed, "I practically had everything and now I just lost it. This baby is coming soon and I'm going to go through it alone." You felt tears come to your eyes and began to fan your face to cool yourself down.
"Hey you got me cherry blossom," Danielle cooed, wiping away your tears. "I know I'm being hard on you right now, but that's only because I love you. Though I don't approve of how you're handling this situation, I'm still your best friend and I'll support you no matter what."
You knew you had to fix things. You had to tell Luke and Scott the truth. Apologize for dragging both of them through the mud. And most of all restore your family. A family you weren't even sure Luke still wanted to have.