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“Snap out of it!” she demands.
Everything in me feels like it crumbles to the floor. “She said no. I asked her to marry me and she said no.”
“And you thought that would go any other way?”
My head drops. “I want her to marry me.”
“Easton.” Walking me over to the couch, she makes me sit down and she takes the place beside me. “This girl has had her whole life turned upside down in the matter of a month. Just because she's pregnant doesn't change that you destroyed her trust in you by lying to her. And then you made her feel like the baby you two made together was a massive mistake by suggesting she get an abortion. Did you even ask her to marry you, or did you just tell her to?”
As she lists my wrongdoings, the realization of how much I've put her through really settles in. What the fuck is wrong with me? She deserves none of that. Kennedy is heaven-sent. She deserves someone to cater to her every whim, not make her feel like she's anything less than perfect.
I run my hands over my face. “I really fucked up, didn't I?”
“Yeah,” Tess says sadly. “You did. But you can fix this. It'll take a lot of work, but you can do it. Show her she can trust you. That you're responsible and can be the father she needs for this baby. That's the priority. Everything else comes after.”
“Do you think one day she'll marry me?” I ask, my voice laced with hope.
She shrugs with a sympathetic smile. “I don't know, but I do know how hard you fight for something you want. Just make better choices this time.”
She's right. I can fight for her.
I'm going to fight for her.
And I'm going to win.
THE PHONE RINGS IN my ear as I stand next to my car in the middle of downtown North Haven. Traffic drives by me, making cold wind blow through my hair. For a moment, I think she isn't going to answer, but when I'm about to end the call and try again, she picks up.
“Yeah?”
“Amelia,” I huff, relieved.
She hums. “What's up? Everything okay?”
“I need you to get Kennedy to our house.”
Her groaning in the distance tells me she pulled the phone away from her ear just to whine. “I told you I really don't want to get involved.”
Shit. This plan completely relies on her being at my house. “Please. I promise this will be the last time. I just need her there.”
She goes quiet, not saying no but not agreeing either. I hold my breath as I wait for her response and mentally beg for this to go my way. If she can just get her there, I can handle the rest. All I need is for her to pull her best friend strings and make it happen.
“Fine,” she caves. “But this is the last time. After this, I'm Switzerland.”
“Deal. Thank you!”
PULLING UP TO MY house, my heart pounds inside of my chest as I spot Kennedy's car parked out front. It's been three days since she shot me down in the middle of a crowded courtyard, but this is going to be different. This will work in my favor.
I walk around the car and grab the medium-sized box from the passenger seat. Heading inside with a pep in my step, I open the door and find most of my friends sitting in my living room. When my eyes meet Tye's, I immediately turn to Zayn.
“Did you hide all the knives?”
He chuckles. “Yes.”
Focusing on Carter, who has his girlfriend planted comfortably on his lap, I give him a look. “Your girlfriend is a psycho. Did you know that?”
Carter smiles and wraps his arms around her, looking up at her in awe. “I know.”
“Match made in hell,” I grumble to myself.
