"I don't know love, I don't know" Morbid muttered, hugging me.
I started to cry, and hugged her back tightly. I was young and things were just getting going wtih my life. A baby was not on the list at this point of my life.
"I know what we can do" Morbid smiled, pulling away. "Let's think of reasons to keep it, and reasons not to keep it"
"That could work...so, reasons to not keep it?" I asked.
"Well, the band will have to be put on hold for at least a year, so that would suck, you'd have to spend a load of money on it, when you could be buying some nice clothes...uhm...Andy may not like it, and to be honest Wrath, babies are just trouble" She replied, counting each point on her finger.
"Good...what about reasons to keep it?"
"Well...it's like, part you and part Andy so it signifies something. It could be cute. You won't be bored all the time. I don't know" She shrugged.
"Fuck it. Shall I tell Andy or not? I don't know what to do! I'll just leave it and think about it" I muttered, looking at Morbid.
"Well whatever you decide, i'll be behind you every step of the way" She grinned cheesily, hugging me again.
"Thanks Morbid. But you do know what this means don't you?"
"What?"
"I can't drink until I've decided what to do. I mean, if I do keep it...I can't drink cos it might be born with no legs or something" I cackle, an imaginary baby in my head.
"Well I wouldn't be suprised...alcohol can make you rather legless" Morbid giggled, making a silly joke.
"So what's going on with you and Cat now?" I asked, changing the subject. I tilted my head as I wait for her reply.
"I don't know, but I guess we're about to find out" She muttered, as we heard the door slam.
A few minutes later, Cat appeared in the doorway. He looked sad or something. His hair was a mess (:O!) and make up was smudged down his face.
"Hey...can I talk to Morbid privatley for a sec, Wrath?" Cat asked, his bloodshot eyes looking at me.
I nodded, and strode out of my bedroom, and downstairs. Andy wasn't here. He'd probably gone out to buy some food or something.
I stared out of the kitchen window, whilst rubbing my stomach. What the fuck was I going to do? My mind wandered into all the scenarios; Andreas and I with a baby, going to the clinic to get a termination...it wasn't very nice. Sighing, I was pulled from my thoughts by Cat and Morbid screaming at each other.
"GO AND FUCK YOURSELF, COS YOU'RE NOT FUCKING ME ANYMORE...OR MAYBE YOU COULD GET THOSE GIRLS FROM LAST NIGHT TO FUCK YOU" Morbid screeched as there argument had followed me downstairs. They were now stood in the hallway.
"Morbid, I fucking said I was sorry, you know that I would never-" Cat started to say.
"No I don't, if I hadn't of seen you, you wouldn't have told me, and it probably would have gone further" She spat.
"Oh so that's what you think of me?" Cat cried, his voice rising, hurt evident in his voice.
"Yes it is. You know that you could get anyone, and you use it your advantage. You don't give a shit about me anymore" She shouted.
"You are so fucking selfish Morbid, you know that?" He hissed.
"I'M selfish? You're the one that's going around trying to shag other people!" She shrieked, infuriated.
"Fuck this, i'm out of here" Cat muttered darkly, storming past Morbid and out of the front door.
"Fuck you Cat! It's over!" Morbid bellowed out of the door, slamming it behind him.
She stood there for a few minutes, facing the door. I think she was shocked. I watched her fall against the door, and slide to the floor, tears flowing down her face.
I rushed over to her, and embraced her, letting her sob into me.
"Don't worry, you'll sort things out, I know you will" I whispered, trying to make her feel better. Nothing worked.
A month on, and the relationship between Cat and Morbid had not progressed. They hadn't even spoken to each other since that day. Somehow, Darin and Morbid had started speaking to each other...that wasn't good. It was obvious what he was up to.
And as for my situation...well, i'd decided to keep the baby. Andreas just didn't know it yet.
