The Peters

State Of Shock

>I'm sorry I haven't written. ily<

[Evan's POV]

Finally I was home, after being stuck at work. My acting was the problem today, since my mind wouldn't do anything but think of Tessa and Devin. It made me sick, so sick. The fact that I have the kind of job that I have makes it so much worse. That video could spread so easily if people knew who it was. Maybe it already had. But the police are working to take it all down anyway.

The house was silent, except for a murmur upstairs. My legs carried me to the couch automatically, feeling tired as I sat down. I expecting to hear Olivia's excited feet or Taissa coming down to hug me but no one budged.

It took an hour for the familiar creak of the steps to sound. Coming down fast and quiet. Taissa's hair swayed quickly as she paced down the dankly lit hallway. "Hey hun, how are-"

Her voice cracks immediately when she speaks, eyes red from crying earlier. "Evan." An arm raises in front of me with a pregnancy test, positive.

"You're pregnant again?" I couldn't help but raise a smile, excitement swelling inside me when I reach down and touch my hand to her flat stomach. The kids were all to big now, it'd be great to have another, we were planning on anyway.

"No." Her cheeks were wet now, and she pushed my hand that held her stomach angrily. "You need to be quiet. She wouldn't let me leave until she was asleep because she didn't want me to tell you."

My mouth drops open as I hear her, unable to speak. "T-Tessa?" I croaked, my throat feeling dry. Taissa's lips trembled and she threw herself into my arms, screaming silent tears into my chest. She's pregnant; how is she pregnant, she's 15. "It has to be wrong." I blurt, tensing against her. That fucking creeps kid is inside of my daughter. He's the father of my grandchild. Taissa cheated on me with him. I pull away from Taissa, unable to process what happened.
Anger kept trying to climb up my throat but I kept swallowing it down.

"This can't happen." She cries, sitting down and pulling her knees against her chest. I shake my head absentmindedly, finding it harder and harder to not yell. I don't know who or what to yell at either. If I ever saw Devin again I'd beat the shit out of him.

"She needs to see a doctor," I start, clenching my fists. "This is fucking bullshit. We can't rely on some stupid test." My voice raises as I speak, making me want to hit something so badly.

"Mommy." I hear from down the hallway. Olivia must have woken up and was now at the top of the steps. Taissa shook her head when I glanced at her, she was still crying in her lap. So I push my thoughts back, ignoring the new problem and stride up the steps, taking Olivia's small hand and leading her into her bedroom. "Are you and mom fighting?" She whispers and I lay down beside her on her bed.

"No," I hum back to her, watching her forehead crease with concern.

"Then why is mom crying?" Her voice was full of worry and she pulled as arm around me, lifting her chin onto my chest.

"She's just upset." I say back to her, running a hand through her curls. My eyes flick to the closed door when I hear someone coming or going down the steps, then I return my attention to Olivia. "You need to sleep. Don't worry about mom, that's my job okay?" She nods against my t-shirt and I try to slide away.

"No," She whines, digging her nails into me like a cat. "Please stay, dad." I hesitated and then there was no escaping until I read her a story. She then let me creep out of the room, tip-toeing downstairs since she was already half asleep. A sigh escapes my mouth as reach the landing, turning into the hallway and stopping mid swing.

Taissa is standing up, giving Quinton, who was now taller than her, a big hug. When his long lanky arms slide down her back, reaching the bump and just stay planted on her butt. And she doesn't budge for forever, she must have let him stay there for a good 30 seconds while I held my breath. Once she squirmed uncomfortably he leaned back looked at her, turned his head and leaned in for a kiss.

"WHAT THE FUCK," I scream, letting the air from my mouth once again. Both of them jump away from each other, turning to me. I stride in, in large steps with my face red and steam practically coming from my ears. I grab the collar of Quinton's shirt and push him against a wall, getting in his face. "What the fuck." I whisper now.

"Ev-" Taissa begins but I crane my head back and she stops, fear in her eyes. I usually never get angry but when I see this, with no explanations.

"That's fucking disgusting." I grunt in Quinton's face, so close spit was probably being spit at him. "You want to kiss your mother, like that?"

"It was just a peck!" He try's to sound tough but under his skin he was quivering.

"Just a peck. Yeah, looked like it was going to be just a peck. You were feeling up her ass." I shake my head, not able to understand. "Why would you even.." I trail off, letting go of him and grabbing my head.   I wanted to throw up again, this was to much to take in with everything going on. Is this the first time he's tried anything on her? "Get to your fucking room. You can calm down Olivia too if she's up again. " I keep my eyes on Taissa, glaring at her and seeing the guilt in her eyes. Quinton rushes off, keeping his head down and not arguing one bit.

Arms reach out to embrace me but I push them away, folding my own across my chest. "Evan," She sounded hurt, but I ignored it. I hate being angry, it made me feel weak. It was even worse when Taissa was involved because then I was angry at the fact that I was mad at her.

"That's our son, you know?" I mumble, taking deep breaths to calm myself down. Her mouth opens, searching for the right words.

"It was meaningless." She tries to shout but it only comes out in a soft voice. "I didn't realize what he was-"

"It took you half a minute to realize it was his hands on your ass?" I shake my head, turning back around, heading up the stairs and into our bedroom where I shut the door behind myself. Taissa doesn't follow, knowing that there wasn't any point. She slept on the couch that night too. I was in such a state of shock from Tessa's news and this, It was overwhelming.