บททั้งหมดของ Fake dating the captain : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

AvaOkay, so yeah, I pushed that wedding date up like it was some kind of race I had to win, knowing damn well it was gonna slam into Liv harder than a truck, but come on, wasn't I just trying to live my own messed-up life at that point, grabbing whatever scraps of control I could because everything else felt like it was slipping through my fingers like sand no, wait, screw that, no fancy crap, just straight up, I did it to hurt her back, plain and simple, but hey, if she could go ahead and date Rowan right after, acting like she was all moved on and happy, then why the hell couldn't she just focus on him and leave me to my fake-ass marriage with Caleb, you know? Life sure as shit wasn't handing me any easy passes either, fans splitting hairs over which twin was better, some of them straight-up preferring Liv because she was the "real" one, the chill one who didn't have to plaster on a smile for cameras, while I got labeled the ice queen, and then there were Caleb's rabid little bunni

~Ava~I snapped, stepping into his space, "You say that but every fight it's like you're wishing it was her here, not me, well tough luck, you knocked me up because I guilt-tripped your ass into it, remember, that night with the rat, me crying, you falling for it?" He backed up a step, voice rising, "Guilt-tripped? You threw yourself at me, yeah, but I went along, don't twist it!" "Twist?" I laughed bitter, "You're the one twisting everything, acting like you care when you just regret not being with her!" He shook his head, "I don't regret, but yeah, this? The pills, the wrapping, it's dangerous, stop!" "Or what," I yelled, "you gonna leave? Go run to Liv? Kiss her secretly when I don't know about it? Or even fuck her? See Caleb I don't think you understand how much I want us to end up together. I don't care if you fuck her right here in front of me, I'll kill this baby and put it out all on you and make you to have another baby with me, do you understand? An if you keep it up that's

~AvaHe carried me in and buckled me. I was clutching my belly, tears mixing with rain on my face, "The baby, Caleb, if it's gone, it's your fault, all this stress from you and Liv," and he glanced over, scared, "My fault? You fell fighting over a phone!" but his voice cracked, "Just hold on, please," speeding down the slick road, me moaning, and we made it to the ER somehow, him carrying me in, yelling for help, nurses rushing, wheeling me back, and I grabbed his hand, "Don't leave, or I'll tell them you pushed me," because yeah he did, "I'm here, Ava."In the exam room, doctor poking and scanning, me lying there, heart racing, thinking this is it, I fucked up, but it had to be his fault right? "Minor complication, some spotting, but the fetus is stable for now," and Caleb sagged in relief, but then the doc looked at me stern, "But Miss Oliava, your bloodwork shows traces of those supplements you're taking, the ones for 'glow'? Are you taking the glowy skin glutathione pills? And it

~Caleb~Then came the game Saturday. Big rivalry match. I’m on the sideline, shaking but not from nerves, from lack of sleep after Ava kept me up arguing about whether I’d “liked” some girl’s story on Instagram three months ago. Half-time we’re down 2-0, locker room’s tense, I’m trying to fire them up, “Come on, we’ve got this, play hard, play smart… ” and my phone buzzed in my pocket. I ignored it. Buzz again. Ignore. Third time I glanced a text from Ava: “Where are you? I’m at the field. Come say hi during break or I’ll walk onto the pitch and make a scene. Xoxo.” Heart emoji. Threat emoji, more like.I told my coach about it and he hissed letting me go, if I was some basic player and not high class high end player, I wojkd have been let go a while ago I know that for sure. She was there in sunglasses, belly out, crop top tight, waving like a pageant queen. “Babe! You look stressed. Need a pep talk?” Kids staring, parents whispering. I hissed, “Ava, not now. Game’s on.” She pouted.

Liv Mom jumped in, "Olivia, why are you like this? Your twin sister's pregnant, and you're mocking?" and Dad nodded, "Never helpful, Liv, couldn't be a model like Ava, not smart enough for college like we wanted, can't even be a mom yet, and now ruining our first grandkid?" that hit like a slap already, but I fired back, "Ruining? How? By breathing? Caleb, tell them you're over me," and he nodded, "I am, swear, it's Ava who won't drop it, brings you up every fight," Ava screamed, "Because you pine for her! Admit it!" Caleb yelled back, "I don't! Jesus, Ava, stop!" and it was chaos, everyone talking over each other, Mom, "Quiet, both of you!" Dad, "Liv, apologize!" me, "Apologize for what? Existing?" Rowan trying, "Hey, maybe calm…. " but Ava interrupted, standing up wobbly, "If you don't all side with me, if Liv doesn't back off forever, I'll kill the baby! Take pills, punch my gut, whatever!" and silence hit, then I laughed dark, "Do it then, kill the baby, nobody gives a fuck, save