The Peters

~Home~

[heyyy, yeah that was a lot longer than 2 weeks sorry. I just lost track of time and then I just lost all effort]

[Evan's POV]

I lay in bed awake as I hear Taissa come home from her meeting. I smile to myself as the excitement grows in my head as she climbs the stairs. The door opens to our bedroom, light flooding in.

"Hey babe" I say softly as she closes the door, big eyes glinting down at me.

"Hey" She says in a monotone voice. That was odd. She beings to peel off her top to get into her pjs but I jump out of bed and wrap my arms around her small frame. Planting kisses on her neck, a hand in her hair. She hooks her hands around my neck, arms resting on my shoulders as I kiss her nose.

"I love you" I whisper, truly meaning it, when I see her my heart literally feels as if it skips a small but noticeable beat. I could see a small smile form on her lips before I kissed those too. I felt myself grow against her and I couldn't resist the urge anymore. I pull off her shirt and continue the make out session, our lips dancing together. I slip my hand around her and squeeze her bum. That's when she stops.

Taissa backs away, trembling as she skid backward against the wall, sliding down it until she's sitting.

"Tai?" I asked confused. What did I do wrong? She doesn't reply, all I hear is a whimper when I flick on the light. Her hair shines off the light as a crouch down beside her, taking a deep breath."what's going on?"

She cries into her knees. "Fuck" She says to herself, leaning her head back against the wall this time. Now her big eyes were shining and red. I lay a hand on her knee but she jumps up mid sob. "I'm going to Vera's"

"Taissa!" I yell, getting angry now. "Why the fuck are you doing this?" I pull at my hair, as she watches me her mouth half open. "We have a child, and all of sudden you come home deciding to run off!"

"I'm not running off" She says with a shaky voice.

"Then what the hell are you doing" I scream, she runs out of the room and I run after her, my heart hurting from the thought of her leaving for good. Now my eyes start to water. Don't cry, I say to myself. She's grabbing her jacket and slamming the door by the time I get downstairs. I sit on the couch for the rest of the night, feeling heartbroken.