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I couldn't stay in the cabin any longer. The tension between Becca and me was suffocating. Every time I looked at her, all I could think about was the fact that she kept something as important as our child away from me. I needed to clear my head.
Without saying another word to her, I grabbed my backpack and headed towards the door. I heard her voice behind me, calling my name, but I didn't turn back. I couldn't bear to speak to her anymore right now.
The fresh air hit me as soon as I stepped outside, and I took a deep breath. It felt good to be out in nature again. I started walking, not sure where I was going. I just wanted to be alone with my thoughts.
The trees loomed overhead, creating a canopy that blocked out most of the sunlight. It was quiet here, except for the occasional rustling of leaves underfoot. I walked deeper into the woods, following a trail that I had taken many times before.
As I walked, my thoughts drifted back to Becca and our child. I was angry with her, but I couldn't help feeling a sense of protectiveness towards our baby. I wanted to be a good father, to give our child everything they needed. But how could I do that if Becca kept things from me? How could I do that when I had another boy who needed my attention just as much?
The further I walked, the more my anger dissipated, replaced by a sense of sadness and confusion. Maybe Becca had her reasons for not telling me about the baby. Maybe I was overreacting. But how could I know now?
Becca's POV:
I was sitting at the kitchen table, at dinner, but my stomach was too knotted to eat anything. I looked up as Hunter walked in and sat down across from me.
"Good evening," I said, trying to sound cheerful.
"What's good about it?" Hunter snapped back.
I felt my heart sink at his tone. "What's wrong?" I asked, hoping we didn't get into a fight right then. The silence would be better than the growling and snapping and anger.
"What's wrong? You know damn well what's wrong," he said, pushing his plate away and leaning forward on the table. "This whole baby thing. It's like you're trying to trap me into staying with you or something."
I felt a flash of anger. "Trap you? That's ridiculous, Hunter. I'm having a baby, not setting a trap."
"Then why didn't you tell me sooner? Why did you have to wait until we were up here in the middle of nowhere to drop this bombshell on me? What am I saying? You didn't even bother telling me!" he barked out, his voice rising. There was a tight clasp to his jaw, like he was repressing so much anger his face just couldn't take it. And I had done that to him.
"I told you, I wanted to wait until the right moment," I said, my tone rising.
"The right moment? Becca, there's never going to be a right moment for something like this. You should have told me as soon as you found out," he said, standing up from the table.
"I didn't want to tell you over the phone, Hunter. I wanted to tell you in person," I said, trying to keep my voice calm.
"Well, congratulations, you got your wish," he said sarcastically, heading towards the door. "I need to get out of here for a while."
I watched him leave, feeling a mix of frustration and fear. How were we ever going to get through this if we couldn't even talk about it without fighting? And just where was he going now? It was getting late outside. It would be dark soon.
He turned towards me at the door.
"Were you ever going to tell me?" He asked softly. Why did he care? After accusing me of being with him for the money. I'd never even asked the dumb man for a dime. Not a dime and he accuses me of being with him for the money.
Hunter's chest rose and fell as he tried to catch his breath. His face was red with anger, and his eyes were burning with fury. He looked like he was about to explode.
I hesitated, I didn't need to argue with Hunter when he was so angry, he wouldn't believe a word out of mouth. He nodded and that ugly smile covered his face, but his eyes. They were cold.
"I understand now just how important and trustworthy and good we were together. And you say it was never about the money." He nodded again and whirled away, banging the door on his way out of the cabin. Back to the woods again to prowl like he had no home. Beautiful.
This was the most disastrous end to the trip I could think of. The two of us bickering like kids. I felt disgusted, not only with Hunter but with myself, too. This had gone on for too long. And it wouldn't resolve itself.
I was leaving, I would tap out early and just go. Give him time to settle down and get himself under control.
Hunter's POV
I trudged through the dense underbrush of the woods, my thoughts a jumble in my head. I tried to distract myself from thinking about Becca and the baby, but they kept creeping into my mind no matter how hard I tried to push them out.
This was my second day out here alone, pushing through the underbrush in search of something I couldn't identify. I kicked at a small rock on the ground, sending it bouncing through the underbrush. The sound echoed through the trees, and I couldn't help feeling like it was a metaphor for my life now - chaotic, uncontrolled, and unpredictable.
I tramped on, each step feeling heavier than the last. I didn't know where I was going or what I was trying to achieve by walking aimlessly through the woods. But it felt better than sitting in that cabin with Becca, arguing over the same things we had been arguing over for the past couple of days.
