"shutup, peter" she said as the little boy looked up at her, his small body shaking from nervousness.

"bronx please go sit on the couch" pete said as the little boy obeyed.

i looked at meagan. her dress was so bright red my eyes were burning and her boobs were busting out of it.

i suddenly felt uncomfortable over the fact that she had so much bigger boobs than me and i crossed my arms over my chest uncomfortably.

"this is her? nice pjs bitch" meagan said, scanning me up and down.

i laughed slightly and walked over to the couch, sitting not to close to the random little boy that looked just like pete.

"okay don't come in here with bronx in a skimpy dress and insult margo" pete said, crossing his arms.

"i was just trying to get you back baby" she said, pouting out her red lips and running a finger up his chest.

"tragic" he said, rolling his eyes.

"we can pretend like this whole margo chick didn't happen and get back to fucking. bronx can stay with a babysitter or something" she said with a smirk.

"no" pete said.

"why not?" she asked, biting her lip

"i'm in love with someone else" pete said, his eyes widening the second he said it along with everyone else's in the room.

"shit" he said.

"this isn't you peter!!!" meagan screamed, making bronx immediately block his ears and close his eyes as if it was on cue.

"you used to love coming over!! we would pretend we were in love for the cameras! it was perfect! we'd drop our stupid mistake kid off at some random babysitter and fuck. why cant it be like that?" meagan asked.

"no no no meg. you wanted me to come over. you loved it. i was suffering because of the fact we have bronx. we had him the night we met because we were both blackout drunk. you kept forcing me over and saying that you would tell everyone i was abusing you if i didn't." pete said.

"i fucking hate you!" she screamed in his face.

and like that megean grabbed bronx and walked out