"Good morrow cousin." Carlos, my cousin, came in.

"What the fuck do you want?" I rolled my eyes.

"Not much. But I have to meet this joya you speak of." He smirked. (Gem)

"You won't be meeting her or my baby. Now fuck off before I kick your ass."

"Come come now cousin. Don't be like that. I've come to bond like your dad and mum have told us to do." Carlos laid on my bed.

"Get the fuck out Carlos now." I glared at him.

"Fine. Just you wait until dear ol dad comes up." He smirked then left my room.

Minutes later, I heard the heavy footsteps of my dad coming up.

"Hide and don't come out no matter what happens." I whispered to Lucas. He quickly got up and hid in my closet. It had tiny holes in it so he could see but I'd rather me get hurt than him.

"We told you to get to know Carlos. Why can't you do as your told?" My dad burst through the door. "Where's Lucas?"

"He left so he didn't have to see a deadbeat dad abuse his son." I spat out.

"You're gonna get it now boy." He gripped my shoulder and pushed me to the floor. I could tell Lucas wanted to come out and help me but hopefully he would listen to what I had said.

My dad punched my face a few times and kicked my stomach. "Learn to listen next time. Bueno para nada pinchazo." He muttered before leaving and slamming my door shut.

(Good for nothing prick)

After a few minutes, Lucas came out and helped my to my en suit bathroom.

"You can go. Leave through my window, and go back to what you were doing." I told her.

"What friend would I be if I didn't stay and help? Let me help you and then I'll go if you want me to." Lucas sighed.

"Ok."

After he cleaned all the blood from my face, he left through my window. Only if he knew I couldn't tell Hadley.

From what my dad did, I got a cut on my left eyebrow, a split lip, another cut on my cheek with the one from when I got home.

My belly and chest had a few bruises but that was it. Luckily I had no broken bones, my dad never went that far.

"Hello?" I answered my phone without looking at the caller name.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Hadley's voice cracked through the phone.

"Tell you what?" I gulped, nervous that Lucas had told her.

"That you don't care about me and the baby. That you are only playing me." I could tell she was now crying.

"Who the hell told you that?"

"Yvette. She massaged me on Instagram saying that you will only use me then leave me alone to raise the baby on my own. She said that it wasn't yours and I'm a slut."

"Don't you fucking dare listen to her. Hadley I'm in this for the long run. We both know she's mine and it shouldn't matter to anyone else. Trust me Hadley, I love both of you so much." I told her without realising what I had said.

"Why did you say that?" She questioned me.

"What?"

"That you love us both. I get the baby, but not me."

"I need to go. I'll talk to you later." I said then hung up. I put on my shoes and grabbed a jacket and ran down the stairs.

"Mamá volveré pronto." I yelled before running out of the house. (Mum I'll be back soon)

Eventually, I got to where I wanted to be. I had to tell her the truth. All of it.

"I need to go. I'll talk to you later." With that, he hung up. While I was folding the clothes, Lucas had come back and a snobby bitch from my school had messaged me.

"What did he say?" Lucas asked me.

"That I shouldn't listen to her but he said he loves us both. The baby I get, but me. Why would he say that about me?" I cried.

"I don't know Hadley. Maybe it just slipped." He shrugged.

"Hadley?" I heard someone call me.

"Up here." I yelled back knowing my mum and dad must have come home from their food shop.

Just then, Javier ran into my room. He looked at Lucas who nodded a little then left my room.

"What are you doing here?" I stood up and wiped my eyes.

"To show you that I'm here for you and our baby girl. To tell you that I love you. I'm not just saying that because of her, I'm saying it because it's true." He looked at me with truth and love in his eyes.

"Good." I smiled a little. "Because I love you to."

With that, he walked up to me, cupping my cheeks and kissing me. After a few minutes, he pulled back and that's when I noticed his face.

"Jesus Christ Javi. What happened?" I gasped.

"It's nothing for you to worry about. Just focus on you and our baby girl, alright? I don't want you stressing over me." He told me.

"Saying that won't make me stop." I admitted.

"I just got into a small fight with a kid from school. I'm fine so now you can stop worrying about me. Why don't we get Lucas back up here and we can watch a film?" Javier smiled reassuringly at me.

"Ok." I sighed and went along with it. What was he hiding?