The lights were off and the house was silent. I walked towards the bedroom, seeing her glossy eyes softened me a little.

"Why are you coming in the house screaming like this?!" She asked.

I love how she's acting all innocent, but I also know where I just came from.

"How did you get home?" I asked. Her eyes widened.

"Fred! Because you left!"

"What was I suppose to do? Play nice with the guy who fucked you behind my back?"

She placed her hand on her forehead, "I can't deal with this right now. I have to focus on the health of my baby!"

"You keep saying my baby as if she's only yours!"

"Remember Kim is having your baby also? Or did you forget?"

Fuck. Just like that I had tunnel vision on Fred bringing Vanessa home and forgot about the other shit I put myself in. If she found out that I was just invading the walls of Kim again, it would be over forever.

I sat down next to her in the bed. She turned her back to me.

"Baby listen, I told you Kim isn't telling the truth."

She sucked her teeth, "well I will be giving her a call tomorrow. I need to know the truth," she rolled back over to face me, tears running down her cheeks, "I'm tired of feeling this way."

I felt like an idiot. She's carrying my child and I pushed her into the arms of the man who I thought was my bestfriend, yet again.

As I held her face in my palms, ready to utter another empty promise, there was a knock on the door.

"Who could that be?" She sat up, ready to get out of bed.

"You need to relax, I got it."

I walked towards the front door with my mind racing. If it was Fred, today would be his last day breathing. If it was Kim, then she must have lost her mind and I was going to help her find it.

I peeked out the peephole to see Will pacing back and forth in front of the door. During the time I've known him, I haven't seem him nervous at all.

 I quickly opened the door and stepped outside, hoping he wouldnt smell the scent of his sister on me.

"Will it's late! What's going on man?"

"I need somewhere to lay my head for a few days.."

"What happened?"

The front door opened with Vanessa peeking her head out in curiosity, "is everything ok?" 

Why didn't she stay in the room?

"We're all good love." Will said, his demeanor going back to normal.

I gave her a reassuring nod before she closed the door.

"People are sniffing around about that cop and I need to lay low."

I knew this was not an ask or a request.

"What am I suppose to tell Vanessa?"

"You'll figure it out."

He tapped me on the back and opened the door like he owned the place. I followed him inside as he made his way to kitchen. It was almost 1 in the morning, and I had to make up a hell of an excuse to have this man inside our house at this time.

Vanessa was sitting up with her back against the headboard, pretending to watch tv. 

"So what's going on?" she asked. 

"He had a fight with his girl and got kicked out. He's going to be staying in the guest room."

"What?!"

"Keep your voice down Vanessa, he's in the kitchen now. He's been through some things, just a few days I promise."

Before she could protest any further, I kissed her on the forehead and met up with Will who was in the middle of making a sandwich.

"So I'm guessing the wife is ok with me staying?" He asked with a smirk.

I sat down at the table, wishing I could chug anything with alcohol. 

He sat down across from me, globs of mayo at the corners of his mouth, "does she know about Kim having your son?"

I quickly silenced him, leaning forward, "you know she doesn't."

"Well, you better tell her soon, because I won't have a dead beat being a part of my crew."

He stood up, going back to the fridge to find something else to devour. I knew I was in deep, but now I had this unpredictable lunatic in my home with ammunition to ruin my life as I know it. What have I done?