Kyanna smiled as she finished her workout. Yeah, she was sweating like a pig, but she had just broken her record on number of pushups in a single set.
Finally, got to fifty. Heck yeah!
She stood up and her eyes wondered over to the entrance. When she saw who was there her smile widened even more. Her boyfriend, Andrew. Andrew wasn't the handsomest guy around. His white skin was just a bit too pale, his brown hair was always messy, and while definitely not fat, he could stand to join her in the gym more often. That said, he was also probably one of the nicest guys she'd ever met. He didn't judge her for dropping out of highschool, and he was perfectly fine with the fact that she had a kid. Best of all, he also wanted stability in a relationship, but didn't go into their relationship expecting them to go and get married.
Plus he's pretty good in bed.
Kyanna giggled, then walked over to him.
"Hey dude! How's it going?" she asked.
Andrew sighed, bit his lip, and stared hard at the floor.
"Andy? You okay man?" asked Kyanna.
Andrew sighed again, and looked back up.
"Kyanna, we need to talk." He glanced past her and into the gym. "In private."
Kyanna felt her heart pick up the pace again.
"What's going on Andrew?" she asked.
He scratched the back of his head.
"It'll be a lot easier to explain in private," he said.
"If you wanna break up with me you can come out and say it," said Kyanna.
But for the love of God, PLEASE don't let that be where this is going.
"It's... Not that, exactly," mumbled Andrew.
"What do you mean exactly? Do you have to move away or something?"
"No, it's... It's complicated. And I'd feel a lot better if we talked in private."
Kyanna gave him a good look, he was clearly very uncomfortable, even anxious. But there was something else in there, he seemed almost... ashamed?
Why the hell would he feel that?
"Okay Andy, just let me go take a shower, okay?" she asked.
"Sure thing," said Andrew. He walked out the gym and sat on a nearby bench. Kyanna gave him one last look, then headed back for the locker room. She showered, then changed into her blue striped tank-top, dark blue short shorts, and gold sandals. She tied her hair into a few pig tails with ribbons, put on her earrings, then sped walked out of the gym and over to Andrew. He stood up when he saw her approaching.
"Hey," he said, trying (and failing) to smile. "The park alright? I know about a bench that's pretty out of the way."
"Sure, let's go," said Kyanna.
The walk to the park was uncomfortably silent. Andrew was constantly fidgeting nervously, and Kyanna felt like there was a rock in her stomach that kept getting bigger and bigger as they walked. By the time they got to the bench, Kyanna had to let out a sigh of relief. She didn't know how much more suspense she could take.
The two of them sat down on the bench, unusually far away from each other. The view from the bench looked over a field of bright green grass peppered with yellow daffodils, and stretched out to the beach and the deep blue ocean. If this had been a date, it'd be quite romantic. As it stood the view only served as a distraction from the dread both people on the bench were feeling.
Andrew took a deep breath, and turned to Kyanna. She turned to face him, and waited.
"You're going to be angry," said Andrew. "But I need you to let me explain, alright?"
Kyanna nodded.
Andrew clenched his eyes shut, then opened them.
"I've been... seeing other women."
The words hit Kyanna like a punch to the gut. Andrew, her boyfriend, had been cheating on her. Not just with one woman, but several. The man she'd but her faith in, who said he wanted a stable relationship, who said he loved her, was nothing more than another rotten bastard. Kyanna clenched her teeth.
"You been fucking them too?" she snarled.
Andrew backed off a bit, but nodded.
"Yes, but I need you to list-"
Kyanna didn't remember the exact moment she raised her arm, but she was in full control when she brought it down and slapped Andrew's face as hard as she could.
Andrew was knocked off the bench and landed on his back. After a moment, he sat up, rubbing his face and moaning.
"Owww... I deserve that," he said.
"Damn right you deserve that you fucking bastard!" yelled Kyanna, she had gotten off the bench and was now standing over him. "I LOVED you Andrew! You were one of the best things that happened to me this year, and you go and cheat on me! What, was I not enough? Huh? You need to add a few more dumb bitches to your bang list!?"
Andrew stopped rubbing his face, and looked back down at the ground.
"I really wish I could say it wasn't like that."
"But you can't because that's exactly what it was right?" demanded Kyanna.
Andrew continued to stare at the ground.
"AAGH!" Kyanna stormed away, trying to get as far away from Andrew as possible.
"Kyanna, wait!" Andrew leapt to his feet and chased after her.
"I have nothing to say to you, bastard," spat Kyanna.
"Kyanna please, listen to me. I need your help."
"You need my help?!" Kyanna turned around and shoved him away. "What? Is one of your bitches getting too attached, and you need me to be your fake girlfriend so I can drive her away?"
"Kyanna, you know I'd never do anything like that," protested Andrew.
"Yeah well, I 'knew' you'd never cheat on me. With what, three other girls?"
Andrew grimaced, then his foot started tapping.
"You're kidding, four other girls?" asked Kyanna.
"Five, technically," mumbled Andrew.
"Technically, really? You're stooping to that level? Why the fuck should I help you?"
"One of them's pregnant!" yelled Andrew. "And I don't know what to do! I broke off all my other relationships, but what the hell do I do next? I'm a freaking loser whose sole accomplishment is being a complete bastard to several women at once. How the hell am I supposed to be a father? Heck, how the hell do I take care of Momo while she's pregnant?"
Kyanna's eyes bulged.
"Wait, you're sticking with this girl?" she asked.
"I fucked up big time Kyanna. I made a bunch of fucking stupid mistakes, and hurt more than a few people, including you. But I'm not going to run away from my own shit show," Andrew took a deep breath. "That said, I really need help. I have no idea what to expect and you're the only one I know who knows about this kind of thing."
It took a moment for Kyanna to find her voice.
"Wha-what about your parents?" she asked.
Andrew rolled his eyes.
"They're on they're fifth caribbean cruise, and they've established that they want no part in the beginning years of grandchildren." His expression turned serious again. "Please Kyanna, I know you hate me now but I need your help. If you can't do it for me do it for the girl I screwed over, please."
Andrew looked like he was half a step away from dropping to his knees.
He's begging for my help, to make a future mother's life easier.
Kyanna sighed.
"Goddammit Andrew," she said.
Andrew blinked.
"What?"
"I almost forgave you," said Kyanna.
Andrew chuckled a little, Kyanna glared at him and he shut up.
"I'll help this girl get through the pregnancy, and give her some tips for taking care of the baby after its born. But if I ask you a question I want you to answer with a hundred percent honesty. Is that clear?" she asked.
"Yes Ms. Delrio," said Andrew.
"And don't call me that. Yeah, I hate you right now, but we've known each other too long to be that impersonal," said Kyanna. "Anyway, when can I meet this girl? And you said her name was Momo? What's she like?"
"Well we can go and meet her right now if you want. She's back at my place. As for what she's like, well, it'll be easier if you saw her yourself," said Andrew.
Kyanna crossed her arms.
"I think I've had enough surprises for one day," she said.
"Look, I'm sorry but you wouldn't believe me if I told you. I'll say she's always cheerful and loves taking care of her fish tank, but the rest I think you'll have to see for yourself," said Andrew.
Kyanna glared at him.
"Alright, let's go."
They were again, mostly silent on the way to Andrew's house, but along the way Kyanna had another question.
"Hey Andrew?"
"Yeah?"
"How'd Momo get pregnant? I mean, you always put a condom on, right?" she half asked, half accused.
Andrew scratched the back of his head.
"She kind of pounced on me before I had the chance. Plus I was already a little drunk, so once it got started I didn't think to stop," he said.
"Wait, she 'pounced' on you?" asked Kyanna.
Andrew grimaced.
"You'll see," he said.
They arrived at Andrew's one story house a few minutes later. Andrew opened the door and lead Kyanna into his kitchen. Kyanna took a seat while Andrew started looking around the house.
"Momo! Momo! You here? The nice lady I told you about is here," he called.
Kyanna raised an eyebrow.
Nice lady? What is he talking to a four year old?
Before she could ponder further, Andrew came back in with a slightly shorter woman hiding behind him.
"Momo, it's okay. Kyanna is a nice woman," said Andrew.
Momo poked her head out from behind him, and Kyanna's eyes just about bulged out of her skull. Momo was a young looking woman wearing a dark blue kimono and she had short brown hair. Her eyes were very strange, bright yellow with slightly slitted pupils. What was most shocking though, was the girl's tall black cat ears, and long thin black tail.
"Umm, hi, I'm Momo." Her voice was very high pitched, she seemed almost like a child.
"Master says you're nice, is that true?"
"Momo, I asked you not to call me that," said Andrew.
"Oh, sorry Mas- A-Andy," said Momo.
Kyanna rubbed her eyes, when she opened them, Momo's ears and tail were still there.
What the hell is going on?!