(A:N/ So, I Do'nt know if you know, But I'm deprssed. I have'nt been myself lately, And I have this folder stored in my laptop for a long time and forgotabout it, so plese enjoy this chapter, I love you guys, Please review, I need friends at this time, and it's going to take a while for me to update any storys, but you guys rock, please wait for me, I hope i can get out of this depression. I am already taking some pills to make me feel better and going to get some counseling, So with that said, Onto This crazy story, and Kids under 18 please do'nt read the dream. If you do, Then go for it, but it's a warning i just gave you. onto the story, Enjoy.)


Chapter Three: "Bad news weakens us."

Gwen's Point Of View This whole Chapter


I was having that dream again, more of a flashback.

(Warning Dream is rating M for mature)


The best night of my life, even though we was Drunk, It ended out with a bang.

"Wow, you think you can touch me down there?" I teased, as Duncan brushed his hand up my short mini wedding dress.

"I am your husband now; I can do whatever the hell I want to do." His cold chuckle laughs hit my neck as he lend down kissing me, I couldn't help but to moan.

"Duncan..." I grumbled.

Duncan lifted his head up looking at me and smirked. He started grabbing one of my legs into the air, as I was lying flat on my back, letting him do what so ever.

He lifted up my leg slowly rubbing it. "You're so soft."He whispered to himself. I started blushing more deeply as he said that.

His hand went more up my dress and soon grabbed the garter off my leg, slowly sliding it off.

It was black with a white ribbon going threw out it.

"Lovely" Duncan smiled back at me as I just giggled.

Duncan lends back down at me and started kissing me harder. Soon the kisses turned into make outs as the make out turn into taking off are clothes, in the end, we started doing it.

"Ahh Duncan!" I cried, as I felt him thrusting into me, with full force.

"Gwen! You're so tight!" Duncan gasped for air as he was entering me, grunting.

I felt the rush, not that much pain, because it was too damn good; it felt right, like we belong with each other. Like a perfect pair fitting into one. We become one that perfect night in Las Vegas, in a crummy hotel. I never, ever had sex like this; Trent was so soft, gentle, too Comterable. As for Duncan, he was rough, demanding, wild, like a dog, and I didn't want it to be another way.

As we finally hit are orgasm, we both screamed in pleasure, as I finally woke up.


(End of Dream; Back to Rated T for Teen)


"Ah!" I jumped up as I heard another voice scream also "Ah!"

"Trent?" I asked. It was pitch black, I could'nt see anything.

"Gwen?" I heard the light flicker on, seeing Trent, still in this business outfit.

I looked over at the nightstand seeing the clock, reading the time. "It's four o'clock, where the hell have you been?!"

"Working, late." He responded flatly.

"At four in the morning?" I asked.

He nodded and pinch his forehead. "I'm going to kill Courtney, All she does is gives me stupid projects to work on! Even though she's supposed to do that shit, I'm only her assistance, not her freaking slave!"

He fell onto our bed, as I looked over my shoulder seeing him.

"I'm sorry Trent." I lead my head on to his shoulders, as he leads his head into my hair.

"It's ok." He said disappointed.

"No, it's not," I signed and lowered my voice. "Just call your dad-"I soon got cut off by Trent,

"No way," He hissed.

"Trent?" I asked.

"No." he turned his head the other way.

I sighed. "Fine."

Trent is so uptight about this, hey if my dad had the money I'll ask for it, but since his pride. Trent told me about his and his father relationship, and the point to that, their wasn't no relationship, Trent's dad was never there for him, He was always busy, Trent told him off the day he moved out and his dad told him. "Don't come crying to me for any money then!" Those words keep Trent to this day to never speak to his dad.

We dropped the subject and both fell asleep, a waiting a new day.

**

I curled up under the blankets, lingering right on the outside edges of sleep, still enjoying my warm spot in the bed, holding onto Trent's embrace. Thinking of this spot, wear I'm going to be the rest of my life, with Trent. Almost drifting off to sleep again...When a suddenly, a pang of nausea hits me. I bolt out of bed and make it to the toilet just in time. As I was throwing up again, for the 6th time I thought. What is wrong with me?

I felt a warm hand touch my back. "You need to go to the doctors Gwen."

I shook my head. "No…"

"Why not?" He complained.

"Because, I hate the doctors."

Trent and I both knew we was going to end up fighting again. So, he left and began making us coffee. I jumped in the showers and began my day. Trent left, because he had to go to work. But, he dropped me off around my work around 8:22.I walk in, seeing Heather there today, oh joy.

"What are you doing here early?! I said 8:30." She yelled, while she was on her pink sparkly phone, talking to her boyfriend, Noah.

I shrugged and walked past her heading in back, about to start this dreadful day.

**

The day went slow and boring, till I heard a ring and he walked in, the person that can brighten up my day.

"Duncan?" I asked, I sounded like a little girl.

"Wow, you sound too cheerful, so the day must be hell huh?" He asked.

I shook my head. "You have no idea, And to add it on, Heather is the boss for the day." I pointed behide me, while Heather was flirting with her boyfriend and stopped, looking at me.

"What did you say Goth freak?" She cried.

"Nothing," I rolled my eyes and looked back at Duncan and mouth the words. "Help me."

Duncan nodded and smiled at me."Don't worry babe, Superman came to recues you." He winked at me as I started laughing.

Duncan jumped over the counter, moved his way to Heather, pushed Noah out of the way and grabbed Heathers shoulder.

"Hey babe," Duncan smirked.

"Go away Duncan!" Heather cried, once again.

"I can't leave without my Gwenny. I need her."

"Too bad. "She smiled.

"Back off, Duncan." Noah interrupted.

Duncan just glared at the nerd, while he back away laughing. "I was kidding."

Heather looked back at me and into Duncans face. "Why do you even need her?"

"She's got a doctor's appointment, I need to take her."

Heather just shrugged and laughed.

"Well, I do need some alone time with Noah... and no one is here… so why not?"

I smiled. "Thanks heather!"

"Don't thank me, it makes me sound nice."

"Wait, you want some alone time?" Noah asked scared. She smiled devilishly. "Oh no." He whispered.

Duncan grasps my hand, heading out the door "Have fun kids." And we left jumping into his black tinted ford trunk. We headed down the freeway till I spoke.

"So, why did you kidnap me?"

"Because I had to?"

I rolled my eyes. "Ok? But where we going? I'm in the mood for some tacos, it is Tacos Tuesday, I can buy us that."

"We can't, you'll be late."

"Late for what?" I asked.

"You're…"

I cut him off. "Please don't tell me…"

"Why not?"

"Because, it's the Doctor appointment, huh?"

He nodded while I screamed.

"Whoa! What's wrong with you!?"

"I can't believe Trent!"

"Well, he knew you would be pissed, that why he asked me too, and since I love to make you mad, tada! I'm here babe."

I sighed falling into the leather seat and Duncan smiled. "Babe don't get mad, that just making me happier."

I rolled my eyes and soon we pulled up to the doctors. I unbuckled my seat belt, rushed out the car and made my way to the door, Duncan ran, trying to catch up with me.

"Are you on your period?" He teased.

I rolled my eyes. "I actually missed my period this month." I spoke casual.

He narrows his eyes. "Yes, something is wrong with you."

I grunted. "Shut it, maybe I have a big flu."

"Sure." He said and we walked in and women with blond curly hair with the name tag Jessica on her shirt. Duncan took two faster steps then me and lends across the counter and smiled.

"Hey Jessie, how are you doing today sexy?"

I rolled my eyes and approach them while slapping Duncan behide the head.

"What was that for?!" Duncan questioned.

"Um, I dono, I thought you was taken moron?"

"So, it's called harmless flirting." Duncan rubbed the back of his head, while the girl just rolled her eyes and smiled at me.

"How can I help you miss?" Jessica asked.

"Hi, Um, I have an appointment with Doctor Linkin."

She grabbed this clipboard. "Gwendolyn Miranda Davison?"

She smiled and stood up. "Fellow me please Gwendolyn."

I nodded while Duncan chuckled. "Miranda?"

"Shut it." I hissed. I punch my elbow in Duncan's hard chest while he grunted.

"Bitch."

"Boo hoo." I laughed and we followed Jessica into the third door on the left in the blank white hallway. I sat down on those stupid Exam beds. It was dark blue and I sat waiting for the doctor.

"And the waiting game begins." Duncan commented as Jessica left saying. "The Doctor will be right with you."

I agreed and it got quite. My thoughts gather while I looked at Duncan.

"You know you could have waited in the waiting room, that's why it called that, you know?"

Duncan raised his left eye brow. "But, I knew you would have ended up being bored and called me in here, so I saved the trouble for you Gwenny."

I huffed and looked away and he asked. "What?"

"You know me too well." I said and I heard his laugh ringing into my ears, I soon join his laugh.

We soon heard the Door open and there he was. Doctor Linkin. He still had brown hair and not even a wrinkle in his face. That doctor helped my mom when she had me; He was the youngest Doctor in Oregon and guess who his first delivery was? Yes this Gothic girl. He used to do delivery with baby's but this last couple years he ended up just doing check up on patient, hey, at least he gets paid the same, I don't blame the guy for switching.

"Hey Gwen, how are you?" He smiled as I shook his hand.

"I'm good," I lied.

"Liar." Duncan cough threw the words while I slapped him.

"Shut it!" I cried.

The doctor laughed. "I'm sorry, have we been introduced?"

My eyes widen. "Oh sorry! Charlie, Duncan, Duncan, Charlie."

Duncan stood up, shaking his hand.

"Nice to meet you."

Duncan nodded. "Same." And sat back down.

I like to call Doctor Linkin by his first name, it makes me feel cool.

"So Gwen… tell me what's wrong with you?" He asked.

I looked up into the air and started naming all my sickness.

"Well, I'm getting Nausea a lot lately, My tempter has been high, Been sleeping a lot, I feel tried quickly when I start moving around, Headaches come faster than before, I been eating a lot also too."

The doctor shook his head and wrote down in my folder. I always wonder what they put in those folders. Even Duncan tried to get a glance while he was writing and looked back at me and shrugged his shoulders, meaning he couldn't read it.

The Doctor put the cold Stethoscope in the back of me and told me to breath in and out slow.

"So… how long have you and Duncan been going out for?" He asked.

My eyes flew up and so did Duncan's. "We- we- Aren't Da-da-dat- datin-dating!" I stuttered.

And Duncan nodded. "Just friends."

Charlie laughed. "Oh, My bad."

"Well, Gwen, How have you breast been lately?" He asked.

I blushed, while Duncan smiled at me.

"Um...Actually, Short of… Tender." I looked away while the doctor sighed.

"Gwen you're 18, right?" He asked.

I nodded. "Yea, why?"

"Um, I think I know what is wrong with you, but… I don't want you to flip." He shut his folder. This is why I hate the doctors, there is always something wrong, I started getting nervous.

"What?" I choked.
I soon felt Duncan holding on to my hand and I didn't look down at it, but held it, while staring at Charlie.

"Gwen, I think you're…"

"Yes?" I asked.

It got quite. Charlie took off his glasses and sat them down and looked straight up at me and said it.

"Pregnant."


And Yes, I had to end it there, Sorry Untill Next Time :)