SOLD TO MR GRAYSON - EPISODE 25

Carter’s POV

“Well,” my mother began,”Can we come in?”

“Fine,” I grumbled, then let them come in.

“Where is everyone?” mom asked.

“Either napping, sick, recovering, or in the kitchen,” I explained,”What do you guys want?”

“Why the attitude sweetheart?” she wondered. I glared at dad then shrugged.

“Just in a sh!tty mood,” I mumbled.

“Language,” she barked. I rolled my eyes, and walked into the kitchen. Natalie and Kent were playing a card game when I walked in.

Natalie’s POV

“Who was at the doo-,” I stopped talking when Patrick entered the kitchen. Carter walked over to the hot pan, and started making pancakes.

“Hello kids,” Violet greeted. Kent and I just sat there. Violet looked at all of us, and huffed,”Okay what is going on? No lying.”

“Why don’t you ask your drunk of a husband?” Carter snapped. Violet looked at Patrick.

“What is he talking about?” she asked.

“I have no idea,” Patrick lied. Carter slammed the pan on the stove, causing hot batter to fly everywhere.

“She said no lying,” Carter yelled, and turned toward his father.

Carter was absolutely furious it was really scary.

“I’m not,” Patrick growled. Carter’s jaw clenched then he lunged at his father.

My eyes widened, as both Carter and Patrick tumbled to the floor.

Kent got up from his chair, and tried to separate Carter and Patrick.

“Patrick, Carter stop!” Violet yelled.

“Natalie go get Cole!” Kent ordered. I quickly got up, and rushed out of the kitchen.

I ran upstairs, and into Cole’s room. He was still sleeping.

“Cole!” I yelled. He sat up, and rubbed his eyes.

“What the h*ll Natalie,” he growled.

“Carter and Patrick are fighting in the kitchen,” I yelled.

“And,” Cole sighed.

“They’re throwing punches,” I urged,”Come on!” Cole quickly got up, and we ran downstairs.

I stood in the doorway, and watched as Cole and Kent separated Carter and Patrick.

Kent was holding back Patrick, and Cole was holding back Carter.

AJ appeared behind me, and looked at the scene.

“What happened?” he asked.

“They got into a fight,” I sighed.

“What is wrong with you two?” Violet yelled, at Carter and Patrick.

“That drunk son of a b!tch hit me, and beat Natalie,” Carter growled. Violet’s jaw dropped, and she looked at Patrick.

“Is this true?” Violet asked.

“I was drunk Vi,”Patrick sighed, and pushed Kent off of him.

Violet just shook her head, and walked out of the kitchen.

Patrick followed, and he shot me a look. I wasn’t sure if he was mad or not, but I honestly didn’t care.

Cole let go of Carter, and Kai wheeled up in his wheel chair.

“I missed something didn’t I?” he asked.

“Yep,” AJ sighed. Carter turned back towards the stove, but through the pan on the floor.

He stormed outside into the night, and I followed.

“Natalie,” Kent warned.

“What?” I asked.

“Let him cool off,” Kent announced. I nodded, and watched as Carter walked off towards the woods.

I walked outside, and sat in the hammock. Carter had disappeared in the trees, and I got worried. Is he coming back?

I sat out there for what seemed like forever, Carter hadn’t comeback yet.

I walked inside, and up to my bedroom. I dug around my drawer, and found my gun. Carter said be careful.

I walked back outside, and walked to where I had last seen Carter.

As I walked through the woods, I realized that I should’ve brought a flashlight.

I had stumbled upon the lake, where the guys had chased me my first morning here.

Oh the memories. I saw a figure standing on the shore skipping rocks.

Carter. I put my gun in the back of my jeans, and I walked towards him. I put my hand on his shoulder, and he turned around slowly.

“You should be in the house,” he sighed, and looked out on the lake.

“So should you,” I smiled. It was silent. Not an uncomfortable silence, but a peaceful silence.

“Did you come alone?” he asked.

“Yes,” I replied. Carter sat on the ground, and sighed. I sat down next to him, and he looked at me.

“You should’ve brought one of the guys,” Carter admitted.

“I’m fine,” I chuckled. Carter grabbed my hand, and intertwined our fingers.

“You should’ve at least brought some sort of protection,” he sighed.

“I did,” I admitted,”I brought my gun.”

“Good girl,” Carter chuckled.

“You know,” I began,”It’s a beautiful night.” I looked out onto the lake, and you could see the stars reflect off of it.

“Yeah,” Carter yawned.

“Tired?” I asked.

“A bit,” he admitted. I let go of his hand, and stood up.

“Come on,” I announced, and stuck out my hand. He grabbed it, and stood up.

“Where are we going?” He asked.

“I’m going to make us some popcorn,” I explained, “And we’re going to watch the Food Network. I have some unwatched Cutthroat Kitchen on our DVR.”

He laughed, and we walked back to the house. I made us some popcorn, and he grabbed us some drinks.

We walked into our bedroom, and got situated on the bed.

He was leaning against the headboard, and I was sitting in between his legs with a bowl of popcorn on my lap.

I turned on Cutthroat Kitchen, and ate some popcorn. I’m not sure how, but I fell asleep pretty quick.

However, I woke up to hands on my stomach, and a voice. I opened my eyes a little bit, and saw Carter.

“Hey in there,” Carter began,” I know you haven’t developed ears yet, but I just wanted to tell you that… I Love You.

It doesn’t matter if you’re a boy or a girl, I will love you no matter what.

Just a warning the world you’ll live in is dangerous, but I’m going to do everything in my power to keep you and your mother safe……Now your mother and I are new at this parenting thing,

so please take it easy on us. I’d tell you about your uncles and your aunts but…they’re hard to explain. Just don’t puke on Uncle Cole.

I’m glad you’re going to be here with us. You’re going to make me happier then you already do.

I’m looking forward to the late nights, with me,
you, and your mother.

I’m just glad I’m not the one pushing you out of…..well we won’t talk about that yet….I Love You Nugget, sleep tight little one.”

Oh god my emotions. Carter kissed my belly then climbed up next to me. I turned toward him, and smiled.

“That was really sweet Carter,” I smiled, and I wiped a happy tear from my face. Carter’s eyes widened.

“How much of that did you hear?” he asked.

“All of it,” I smiled. Carter groaned, and pulled the blanket over his head. “Don’t be ashamed,” I chuckled,”It was beautiful.”

Carter emerged from the blankets, and looked at me. I scooted closer to him, and kissed his lips.

The kiss was slow, yet passionate. We pulled away, and I snuggled into Carter.

“Night Daddy,” I yawned.

“Sweet Dreams momma,” Carter whispered.

I only had two thing on my mind, as I fell asleep. My unborn child and Carter Grayson….