Tomorrow 7

A/n: Joshua is the only smart one! Holy shit people! You really think I would make her preggers?! She isn't preggo, don't get your fangirl level to 1002. I have an idea, don't worry. Side note, if you can't spell words, don't comment. My dear cattle, I didn't know if you were keeping up on the story, because you haven't commented. So i named you the slow reader. If anyone knows who stephenplays and chuggaaconroy are, I'm gonna write a fanfic about them. If not, look them up! They do funny shiz! If you want spoilers, go check out Joshua's comment. That's very similar to my original plot line. ANYBETTY (that's a Jerome reference. Is it funny? No? Okay...) Into Jerome's pov. Haven't said that in a while.

*skipping to the doctor because I can't write that stuff*

I've cried so much I can't anymore. I've resorted to curling up in one of the chairs and listening to music on my phone.

I start to drift off to sleep while Mitch waits. I make him promise to tell me if anything happens.

Suddenly a song comes on my phone.

"I do I do i do do do do do"

It reminds me of Abigail too much. She used to go around the house singing the song.

I slowly take the earphones out of my ears and curl up tighter. I keep thinking that I have no more tears left, but more come, and I'm left in the same state I was before.

(Mitch time)

Jerome has become a mess, I just sit here. Not feeling, or listening, I'm not here really. Just another person in the waiting room.

I don't speak it move because if I do I will break down. I am a rock. I will not break.

A woman in blue hospital scrubs comes into the room.

"Is there anyone here to see Abigail Nooch?"

I bolt up, almost tipping over the chair, and start to walk away immediately. I remember Jerome and go and wake him.

I think i can hold it in, but I can't. By the time I reach the room where Abigail is I'm sobbing.

I try to silence myself as well as i can before I walk in.

I see her hooked up to so many tubes I can't count them all. I start to break down again. My vision is blurred so I can't see.

The silence of the room, with the whir of the machines, is unsettling.

I almost leave, but I have to stay. A woman interrupts the whir.

"Abigail suffered from a seizure. We didn't find it too bad, she'll be alright. Are either one of you the father?"

I am ultimately confused.

"Father?"

The nurse chuckled.

"Did you guys know she was pregnant?"

Me and Jerome look at each other.

We both shake our heads.

(Jerome switch)

How is she pregnant. She couldn't be pregnant for a month. We only had, you know, about a week ago.

Mitch! Mitch! That bastard!

I make a fist with my hand and turn to him.

"You slept with my wife."

I walk towards him getting louder.

"You slept with my wife!"

He starts to cower now.

"YOU SLEPT WITH MY WIFE!"

At the last moment I punch him in the nose.

I see the nurse run into the hallway, probably to get help.

I can't breath. I keep going at Mitch until security comes to get me.

As we are leaving I shout again.

"I never want to see you again"

I grab the nightstick out if the officers pocket and whack myself over the head so I don't have to experience this torture anymore.

A/n: YOU SLEPT WITH MY WIFE! That is all.