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[size=+1]Zack[/size]
"Zack, I'm pregnant."
Those three words hit Zack like a ton of bricks. For him it brough him both happiness, and fear. On one hand he wanted to jump up, and down, pull grace close, and spin around with her in his arms, and on the other hand... he wanted to scream, and yell at her for something that she had no control over, and wasn't completely responisble for in order to scare her away, and get her out of his life, and out of what could get them both killed... for the moment..... and so he did.
"You're WHAT!? What the fuck!" He yelled standing up clenching his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned bone white. "How the fuck did this happen?... Oh fuck no... OH FUCK NO!" He turned around and rubbed his face with his hands, and turned around once more to look straight down at her. "I fucking knew it! You were cheating on me weren't you! WHAT THE FUCK IS HIS NAME, BITCH!? TELL ME THE FUCKER'S NAME!" He yelled at the top of his lungs, and turned around again only to walk a few steps, and turn back.
"It was that Salvadorian wasn't it? Got tired of Cajun, so you went out for Mexican!"
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[/bg]"Zack, I'm pregnant."
Those three words hit Zack like a ton of bricks. For him it brough him both happiness, and fear. On one hand he wanted to jump up, and down, pull grace close, and spin around with her in his arms, and on the other hand... he wanted to scream, and yell at her for something that she had no control over, and wasn't completely responisble for in order to scare her away, and get her out of his life, and out of what could get them both killed... for the moment..... and so he did.
"You're WHAT!? What the fuck!" He yelled standing up clenching his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned bone white. "How the fuck did this happen?... Oh fuck no... OH FUCK NO!" He turned around and rubbed his face with his hands, and turned around once more to look straight down at her. "I fucking knew it! You were cheating on me weren't you! WHAT THE FUCK IS HIS NAME, BITCH!? TELL ME THE FUCKER'S NAME!" He yelled at the top of his lungs, and turned around again only to walk a few steps, and turn back.
"It was that Salvadorian wasn't it? Got tired of Cajun, so you went out for Mexican!"
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