Move Over

"But-But you rejected me!" I whispered, mind jumbled by the fact that he'd just..... put his lips on mine, "That was definitely not rejection" I exclaimed, he shrugged; giving me a sexy smirk.

"I just wasn't ready for the first one," he answered and grabbed my hands, squeezing ever so gently.

"I really-" he was cut off by someone screaming my name, it was Seguin. He was running down the street with my sister, that kind of scared me. The thought of Seguin even talking to my sister screamed betrayal right now.

"If we run now, we can make it to my car and we can drive away" Tuukka suggested, taking his hands away from mine, and throwing his arm over my shoulder.

I rolled my eyes, "Nah, better not, she'd just follow us." I chuckled dryly, as I snaked my arm around Tuukka's waist. No matter my love life with Tuukka, as soon as she was within spitting distance I turned on on my 'i-hate-my-sister' face.

"Yes, Tyler?" I asked, completely ignoring Emerald's existence.

She scoffed loudly, "Predictable" she muttered, rolling her eyes.

"I'm pregnant and I don't know who the father is!" she exclaimed, she looked as if she was near tears, which to tell the truth, wasn't that big of a deal for me. I switched my weight from one leg to the other, giving Emerald my 'I-don't-care' look.

"And that affects me because....?" I asked, she took a slow, shallow breath in. Something she usually did when trying not to cry.

"No, because mum won't take me in, Kol won't, Pekka won't and Cyrus slammed the door in my face before I could say anything" I gagged for a second, what did she expect? She traded us in or Sweden and a medical practice.

"Well," I paused, smirking, "Consider this a very swift and non negotiable no." I shrugged sarcastically, and stepped around her. I wasn't in the mood for charity.

"Because if you haven't noticed I don't have a car, I don't have a house and the mere fact that," I paused, for dramatic effect, "I hate you" I couldn't have said it without a grin if I tried. She wasn't perfect, for the first time in her life she had problems, and needed someone to lean on, and she had no one.

"I knew it...." she sighed, crossing her arms over her chest, as if this situation was all my fault. I didn't get her pregnant, I didn't make Kol, Pekka, mum, or Cyrus to say no, and I didn't make myself hate her.

"I didn't come to America to play midwife to my ungrateful sister," I rolled my eyes,"I came to play hockey for money to give to mum and dad so, you know, dad doesn't die and mum doesn't starve along with Amos." She rolled her eyes, suddenly I wish I didn't know she was pregnant so I could slap her again.

"No, you came so Amos doesn't have to work, we all had to work. Why not him?" she asked, her snarky response hanging in the air like smoke. I smiled a sad smile, her question was stupid. Why didn't I want my little brother to work, to take up extra shifts just to get by? It was simple, but obviously not simple enough that she could grasp the idea.

"I don't think you realize," I said calmly, "I don't want him to turn out like us!" I yelled that last part, her presence vexing me to no end.

"Kol, Cyrus and Pekka all working in the same mine for 12 hours a day, paid 30 euro," I paused looking for a change of expression, there was none, "And us, me, calling playing hockey a job and you, coming here to tell me that you were finally impregnated,"

"So?" She laughed cruelly, "We're getting by, aren't we?" she questioned our argument turning into a full blown, heated argument. I didn't want him to have our life.

"No, me, Pekka, Kol, Cyrus and Mum are getting by, you're supposed to be a doctor!," I raged on, seeing no possible outcome of this argument that wasn't me walking away and never coming back.

"Don't come here and complain when you're the only person in our family that graduated uni" I hissed, giving her a death glare. She sighed, obviously fed up with god knows what.

"I lost my job," she said and I scoffed. Serves her right.

"It doesn't surprise me! You were stuck up, mean and just a plain bitch!" I rolled my eyes, she doesn't deserve anything she's ever gotten- it's time that karma got back.

"Yeah, well what were you going to do? Get a degree in Sports Science and do what?" She snapped an evil smile lighting up her face.

"I was going to get interned by the Pittsburgh Pirates for a year, then if they liked me. They would hire me" She frowned, unaware that I actually had a plan.

"I did it again," she gulped, tears falling down her face, "I'm such a bitch!" she exclaimed and the tears kept pouring off her face. I couldn't help but mentally agree, that yeah she was a bitch.

"Oh, god. I fucking hate you but, I fear for the baby." I rolled my eyes, moving forward to embrace her in a hug. I slowly stroked her hair as she cried on my shoulder.

"So, I'm going to be an auntie?"

Notes

:) She's pregnant!!! By who, hint, it's someone close to Alek......(It's not Tuukka obviously.)