Moving On [Sequel to You Hate Nathan Sykes?!]

Part 3 - Realisation Hits Home...

*KIMBERLY'S POV*

I fear that I am going to lose Nathan if I am not careful.

All I seem to do now is argue with him and cause trouble in our relationship. If I carry on like this, then I'm only going to push him away. And, right now, I need him more than ever.

I'm carrying his baby. But the way that I treat him, you would never think that.

You would just assume he was some guy that I picked up off the street. Some guy that I asked to help me out at my time of need. Some guy that I went to when I felt like I was all on my own. But I now feel more alone than I have done in a long while.

I never talk to Nathan anymore. He has no idea what I am feeling or what I am thinking. He has no idea what I want from him. He has no idea if I even still love him since I haven't told him in such a long while. I do love him. More than anything I love him. But I haven't told him that. He probably thinks that I hate him and that I have never loved him.

That I only used him when I was lonely and wanted someone to keep my company.

That isn't the case and I don't want people assuming that's the case either.

He just seems so busy with work lately that I don't want to bother him with all of my problems. He shouldn't have to wory about me all the time while he is working with the boys. He should just be allowed enjoy himself and have the time away from me. I don't need people worrying about me all the time. I just want people to let me deal with this in my own way.

I know Nathan has a right to know anything that concerns our daughter.

But he doesn't need to be worrying about me all the time. It's not fair on him. And it's not fair on the others.

"Kim? Are you home?" I heard someone shout around the house.

"I'm upstairs...." I replied. I still had no idea who it was since I was too tired to even take notice of the accent that was speaking to me.

"Where?" they shouted at me again as I heard the sound of creaking stairs growing louder and louder.

"In the bedroom!" I said. I turned around to see Tom and Nathan both stood in the doorway. Neither of them looked very impressed. In fact, they both looked pretty annoyed with me. I knew that I was really in trouble this time and there was no way I was going to talk my way out of this one.

"Hello Kim..." Tom said without any emotion in his voice.

"Tom..." I replied.

"Me and you need to talk and then you need to talk to Nath. He is, afterall, your boyfriend and the father of your child..."

"Look, I need to talk to Nathan first. I've got some things that I really have to say to him!" I half-smiled at him. He didn't really show any emotion is his face when he looked at me. He just stared. Like he was looking right through me and I wasn't even there. Tom was doing the same, before he turned and walked out of the room. Leaving just me and Nathan there. Alone. To do the talking that we really had to do.

I had to show him that I did still love him and he did still mean a lot to me. I would never be able to raise this baby on my own. It would be too hard. I need Nathan here. I need him more than anything.

"Kimberly-"

"No Nathan, let me talk first. Please?" I interrupted him before he could even say anything to me.

"Okay then..." he replied as he took a seat on the bed, looking uop at me. His big green eyes glaring intently at me.

"I know I haven't said it in a log while, in a very long while in fact, but I do love you. More than anything I still love you and I know the last couple of months have been hard, but I promise that things will get better soon. I need you Nathan. I can't do this on my own..." I said, with tears nearly rolling down my cheeks. I turned my back on Nathan because I couldn't bare to look in his eyes anymore. I could tell that he was hurting and it was all my fault.