You Did This To Me - MEWagler (ereader iphone .txt) 📗

Mike got off so easy. I just couldn't let anyone else touch me after what happened I felt, feel so filthy." She wiped a few stray tears away from her puffy and swollen eyes and took a breath to continue on.

"I was afraid he would come back and hurt me, and I couldn't let him hurt this unborn baby. The baby has nothing to do with what happened. Personally I think this one is a pretty big miracle with me being a virgin and all and than on the first sexual encounter I have I am pregnant. It's a little odd, but I guess its all part of the big plan eh?" She paused again and we all nodded for her to continue. The tears were streaming down the girls faces and James' comforted Charlie as I so badly wanted to comfort Andy, but than she started to talk again.

"Then there Chris." My head shot towards her to see her looking to the floor, avoiding any eye contact with me.

"What about me Andy?" Everything seem paused, like no one was taking a breath. All eyes were directed to Andy, even though she refused to look up. The pause ended with her quiet timid voice.

"You kissed me. I had already thought I liked you, but than you kissed me!" She looked up now, here eyes blazing. Her voice grew louder, angrier.

"I felt safe for a moment, and I knew it wouldn't last, because you're a man!" Everyone was stunned. She sighed and looked to the floor again.

"I have only ever been hurt by men. And you would be no different. If I stay I'll fall for you, I know I will. I also know that it will only lead to more pain on my part, and now I also have this baby to think about, and I couldn't expect you to care about me or the baby." My eyes were wide staring at her tears dropping to the ground from her downcast eyes. I stood up and knelt in front of her. My hand placed itself under her jaw and slowly I lifted her eyes to meet mine.

"Andy, I do not care if you are pregnant. I do not care what happened. Well I do, I would love to kill Mike for what he did, but it will never effect how I see you. You are the only girl who has repeatedly cause me to get so flustered just by spilling on me or punching me in the jaw." She looked into my eyes and smiled a bit.

"Andy I have fallen for you. I have fallen flat on my face. I can not say I'll be perfect, I can not say that I'll be anywhere close to it. I can promise though to love you and this baby with everything I have. I can promise to support you, to care for you, to treasure you. I can promise that whatever hard times come up ill be there for you. I can promise that I will never leave. I can promise to not be a man, but be your man." I took the tears welling up in her eyes as a good sign so I continued.

"I will wake up every morning thinking of you, and fall asleep every night to dream about you. I will love and treasure and raise this child like he or she is my own. I will make sure that if you want you will never have to work another day of your life. I will be yours for anything. If you just want to talk Ill talk. If you want to go for a walk Ill walk. You say jump and Ill jump till I collapse of exhaustion. I promise to never ever pressure you. I promise Andy." I wiped one of the stray tears off her face with my thumb.

"Please don't leave, please give me a chance?"

Andy's POV

I stared at him wide eyed. He couldn't mean anything he just said. He was a man. I wouldn't fall for his bull shit.

"No." He sucked in his breath hard and his eyed formed a pained expression.

"Im not lying, please let me prove it to you?" He was begging. On his knees and his hands still wrapped around my jaw line, our eyes still locked together. He was lying. He was lying. He has to be lying... right? I swear I could see right through his eyes into his soul. Everything seemed right. I could be happy with this man right? I could at least try. Maybe he would treat me right and my baby could have a father. It would save this child from the same awkward talk I had with my mother. A stray tear slipped down my face and a sigh escaped my lips.

"I'm scared Chris. I am so scared that I will let myself love you and you'll hurt me or this child, or worse...leave." My heart was breaking and I so badly wanted him to kiss me and take away the pain. My hands formed into tight fists as I awaited his response, but softened as I saw a lopsided smirk appear on his face.

"Marry me?" What?!

Chris' POV

"Marry me?" I hear the words before I figured out what I was saying, I could heard the gasps of the two women in the room and a quiet 'right on' from James. Andy sat doe eyed in front of me and I must have mirrored her expression. I sobered up my face though. She had to believe me and I had to believe myself. I could help her. I would love her. She stayed silent.

"Please let me prove my love to you? I know I have only know you a short while and most of that time I was unconscious, but you draw me to you. My head is stuck on the Andy channel. If I'm not looking at you I'm picturing you. I seem to have this undying need to be around you. Please let me prove to you my loyalty?" I held my breath.

Andy's POV

I could see Chris holding his breath much like I was mine. Could this man be for real? Was he honestly serious. I finally broke eye contact with him and looked over to Charlie who was staring at me hopefully with a huge grin on her face. She seemed to know what I was asking and looked up and James. He nodded his head to her and she looked back at me with a nod and a smile towards Chris. Was I going to do this? Was I going to entrust my safety to another man when all I have received from them is pain? Was I going to let him own me. Be able to use me however he wanted in return for a safe house and a comfortable living for me and my child? Cause this is how it would be right? He couldn't actually love me? I sighed. And lifted my eyes back up to Chris'. Not trusting my voice I squeaked out the one word that I guessed would changed my life forever.

"Uhh, okay?" Chris' serious look grew into a huge smile and jumped from his chair while pulling me into a hug.

"Oh Andy you wont regret this I promise!" Problem was, I already did.

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Time flied and I was getting fatter by the minute. We had been to a few ultrasounds and found out that we were having twins. Chris fainted. I thought for sure he would leave me, but true to his word when he woke up he told me he was excited not worried and that I would be a great mother. This guy had to be a load of it right? Men weren't nice. Not like this. He had put on this act so well though that I have been feeling myself fall further and further into love with him. I would never let him know it and I continuously reminded him that I didn't want to sexual relationship with him.

I would have nightmares every night about Mikes horrid face and I'd wake up to Chris in my bedroom trying to calm me down by rubbing my hair and murmuring to me softly. Every time I woke up he would pull me into his chest and rub the twins that were inside of me and softly sing me back to sleep. When I awoke he was gone to his room again. Not once has he tried to kiss me, or make a more towards me sexually. To be honest, it was killing me. Though I didn't want to trust the man at all, I trusted him with my life and those of my children. I wanted him to love me. I wanted him to be the first that I actually gave myself to. I wanted him to actually be my husband, not just the man who sleeps in a separate room and comforts me. Every time I woke up alone I would draw my knees up around my swollen belly and cry. I needed him like I needed the air, but I would never let him know that, because if he did, he would only use it against me. I knew that for sure. I needed to be safe more than I needed to be loved. So I would never tell him of the need I had for him. I would never tell him of my heart that broke every time he went back to his separate room and I would never tell him of how his hands caressing my body felt like my own personal heaven. I would never ever tell him.

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-Part -8-

Chris’ POV

The Days passed by slowly but the nights were even longer. I was afraid to leave her alone because I knew as soon as her eyelids shut the nightmares would begin. I had to leave her to herself though, she had to trust me. So I would lay in bed waiting for the screaming to start. Every time she screamed I could feel my whole body constrict and break out in a light sweat. She needed me more than she thought but she was too stubborn to say anything. Each night was the same ritual over and over. I would go to her and lay down behind her. While whispering to her I would stroke her hair until she woke up. Than I would pull her into me and wrap my arms around her and the twins. I could never feel happier than in the moments that she let me hold her.

They would always end though with her falling asleep and me tip toeing out into my own room. I didn’t want to over step my boundaries. Every night made me more and more sure in my decision not to tell her about Mike. Since the police did nothing I would protect her myself. I knew if she found out she would never look at me again because I am technically lying, but I have to keep her sane. These night mares are making it hard though.

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It was two a.m. and I could hear the beginning of her whimpering start. Sighing to myself I got out of bed and crawled into hers. I laid on my back tracing circles on her shoulders and listened to her constant whispers.

“No please.” Than a few moments of silence.

“You cant hurt them, there not yours. Your not their father!” Was she talking about me? I propped myself on my elbow