Rain's POV

"I'm so sorry." He cried. "Im so, so sorry."

I felt my face go red, my hands tightened to fists. He had cheated on me! I knew it! I should have stormed down there and killed the two of them! I couldn't believe I had let the both of them get away with it!

He looked at the anger in my eyes and leaned away from me. "This might be a bit much for you baby."

I watched the tear roll down his cheek. "Are you leaving me for her? Because I won't stand for you fucking with her in the basement while I'm around!" I screamed, standing up and turning away from him, ready to leave.

"No! No! You don't understand!" His voice shuddered.

"What the fuck don't I understand?" I shouted, about to swing a hit at him.

The room went quiet. He stood up and grabbed me, holding my arms down by my side so i could barely move.

"SJ is pregnant."

My heart stopped.

"She wants to keep it."

I could see more panic in his eyes than mine. My emotions had changed in an instant, and now I felt incredibly overwhelmed. This was why Oliver was upset. This was why SJ hated my guts. She wanted to build a family with him, but Oli ended it with her for me.

"Oh god." I said.

"What the fuck do I do?" Oliver helplessly questioned.

"Well." I said, unsure how to answer. "How far along is she?"

"Just over two months." He replied, shaking slightly. "She found out the day I left her." He quivered.

"Oh shit Oli." I said, comforting him by rubbing his arm. "Your going to be a dad."

He pushed me away. "I don't fucking want her kid."

I raised my voice at him. "Oliver! It's an innocent child. If you don't take responsibility for your mistake..." I paused and slammed my foot into the ground. "Then I will leave."

He looked at the ground and quietly walked into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of jack. He gave me one last look before aimlessly walked down into the basement.

I sighed. It was an awful mistake and Oliver must be going through a lot. I left him to think about it all. For the next two weeks, he stayed in the basement, only leaving to do his job, and then returning to drink and sit in somber down there. He hadn't slept with me since SJ had visited that day. He had barely even spoken to me.

The morning sun rays shone through the window. I watched the specks of dust flow throw the air like snowflakes. My sleepy eyes adjusted to the light and i sat up slightly, leaning my head against the cold concrete wall behind me.

I could feel an arm around my waist. I looked to my right, and smiled. Oliver was in a light sleep and was curled around me.

"Oliver?" I chanted gently.

He slowly rolled his head and lifted his body up. "Good morning baby." His sleepy voice crackled.

"How come you decided to sleep with me again?" I asked, starring at the intricate artwork covering his back.

He smiled and turned to face me. "I'm ready." He yawned. "I'm going to support you and this baby the best I can. I'm going to love this baby like I love you."

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