"I don't need to use the restroom," she answered, crossing her arms in front of her and the fifty bracelets around her wrists dangled together. His body twisted around and he took the few steps to the fridge. Grabbing a water, he shut the fridge harshly and slammed the bottle down in front of her.
"Drink up," he ordered, unscrewing the cap for her.
She scrunched her bright pink lips together. "Come on, Keegan. You can't be serious.”
He leaned against the counter leveling his gaze on her. "Does it look like I am joking? Am I smiling?" He screamed, pointing to his lips. "Take the test or admit you are a lying bitch," he demanded and Piper's face dropped at the realization she wasn't going to be able to flaunt herself out of this one.
"And while you're at it," he demanded, grabbing the test and holding it out to her. "Tell Daisy the truth about the Christmas party. Tell her I didn't lay a fucking hand on your body even when you practically begged to suck my cock," he seethed, the muscles ticking in his jaw.
She gulped and both of our mouths flew open.
"And I will never touch you ever again," Keegan continued, adding more force to his already painful punches.
"Screw you," Piper said nervously, snatching the box from his hands and stomping out of the room and slamming the bathroom door shut.
Keegan cleared his throat. "Baby," he whispered softly, stopping in front of my still body. Two fingers pressed under my chin forcing my eyes up to meet his. "I swear to you on everything I didn't do shit with her that night." His eyes searched mine for reassurance.
I bit the inside of my cheek. "I honestly don't know what to believe anymore," I responded, keeping our eye contact. "What if she comes back and the test is positive?" My heart wretched at my words.
His shoulders went tense. "If that test comes back positive, it's not mine," he insisted. "I just need you to trust me, baby. Please, just trust me."
"Vomit," Piper's voice sneered and I backed away from him. Her high heels clicked across the hard floor and she stopped in front of the island and tossed the stick down in front of Keegan. "Here you go, we just need to wait until the sign shows up."
My hands ached to throw the test in the trashcan and not see the results. Keegan leaned into the stick, glanced at it then looked back at me. "Look at that," he cursed, grabbing the stuck in his hand. Gross, didn't he know that her nasty urine was all over that thing. "Negative, how surprising."
"It's just one test. It doesn't mean anything. Tests depend on how strong the hormones are in the urine and not all tests are accurate," Piper snarled, rubbing her hands over to eyes, trying to hide the redness forming.
Keegan's hand snagged the bag, dumping out the rest of the contents in front of her. A pile of pregnancy tests spilled out over the counter top. "I will sit here with you all night and have you take every one of these tests until one comes up positive or you admit you're fucking lying.” The loud boom of his hand hitting the counter violently echoed through the room. "It's your call, Piper but the longer I have to wait, the more pissed I will be."
Fresh tears began to surface when she moved her hands away from her eyes. "I'm in love with you," she sobbed, almost pleading with him. "You know we would be perfect together. Why her," her hands shot out indicating my way. "What could she possibly have that I don't?"
Keegan snarled. "For starters, she has me which is something you will never fucking have! Daisy is mine and I am hers. You belong nowhere in our lives."
Piper took a step back, staring at her feet at the verbal smack down he just delivered. Tears of defeated blinded her eyes and she picked up the pregnancy test before launching it at him. I shuddered, wishing they both would just leave the damn urine stick alone. Keegan moved to the side dodging the pee stick and it fell on the floor in front of my feet.
"Stupid bitch," Piper screeched at me, running her hand down the counter, scraping the rest of the tests on the floor before stomping out of the room and dismantling everything in her path.
"DO YOU believe me now," I asked Daisy, propping my face up with my elbows. When the words "you're going to be a daddy" left her mouth in the car, a million emotions started scrambling through my mind. I knew if I ever became a father, I wouldn’t be like mine. My kid would never be a bastard. I wasn’t certain I would be a great dad if that time ever came but I wouldn’t run away.
"It wasn't that I didn't believe you-" she started explaining herself, but I rudely cut her off.
"Yeah, thought we weren't going to lie to each other.”
"We aren't," she said.
"You just lied," We both twisted around, looking down at the floor at the jingling noise coming through the hallway. My eyes caught Theo strolling into the kitchen, his furry paws stopping at Daisy's feet before jumping up. His scrawny little legs only hit her ankles. Bending down at the waist, she picked him up in her arms, giving him a kiss on the top of his head.