Thanks to my three whole reviewers, you guys rock! To those of you who didn't review…I think you should, reviewing makes you sexy. Haha. This chapter is kind of weird and soap opera-esque, but you know, whatever. I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Four Brothers. Duh.
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Jack rolled over on the couch.
"Go away."
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"Answer the fucking door, Jack!" Angel yelled from up stairs.
"You do it." Jack mumbled back.
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"Fine." Jack rolled off the couch and stumbled over to the door.
"Can I help you?" Jack looked down to see a short girl wearing black skinny pants and an oversized gray and green striped cardigan. Jack looked at the girl's face, which was drained of all color, eyes staring down as if her shoes were incredibly interesting. She looked dead on her feet.
"Is Bobby in my any chance?" Isabel asked, looking up at with bloodshot eyes.
"He's asleep. So was I." Jack said, annoyed to be woken up.
"Well, can you wake him up?" Iz asked, "It's important." Jack blinked slowly and then turned around.
"BOBBY! GET YOUR ASS UP!"
"Shut up, fairy!" Bobby yelled from upstairs.
"I'll just…go to him." Iz said as she slid past Jack through the door.
Iz walked up the stairs and down the hall, peering into the rooms as she walked by, looking for Bobby. When she found the room he was in, Bobby was laying in bed with an arm shielding his face.
"Bobby?" Iz said quietly.
"Iz? What are you doing here?"
"Bobby, I've been throwing up in the mornings and…I can't focus…I was at the doctors this morning. They…they said they'd call me when the results came in…I couldn't wait there, I couldn't sit in that waiting room anymore…" Iz spoke rapidly, eyes starting to fill with tears. Bobby was sitting up now.
"Tests for what?" He said, trying to control the tone of his voice. Iz sank to the floor sobbing. She muttered something completely inaudible.
"What?"
"Pregnancy."
"You're kidding right?"
"no."
Bobby said nothing. He stared at the floor in disbelief, face turning red. Iz sat on the floor, silent tears running down her cheeks.
"Hey Bobby," Jack said entering the doorframe, "Whoa, bad time?"
"Why don't you go suck your boyfriend's…" Bobby started, interrupted by the ringing of Isabel's cell phone.
"Hello? This is Isabel. Ok, alright. Thank you." Iz hung up her phone and collapsed backwards, lying down on the wooden floor. A smile started to spread across Isabel's face.
"Well?" Bobby asked.
"I have…the flu." She began to giggle.
"I HAVE THE FLU!" She shouted at the top of her lungs. Iz got off the floor and started to jump around the small room.
"I have the flu! I have the flu! I have the…gross I have the flu."
"What the hell just happened in here?" Angel said, looking into the room from over Jack's shoulder. Jack rubbed one of his eyes and looked over his shoulder at Angel.
"She has the flu."