I realized I haven't been answering my Anons. =(

Samantha: Granny Relda's dead. I'm quite positive I've mentioned that. No wait, I mean, Puck has mentioned that.

mary: Aw, my dear, how Sabrina got pregnant is a question you should ask your parents. (I'm sorry, I think I've just reused that retarded joke.)

So I was suppose to go to my school's football game today but my friends all decided to cancel on me. And I didn't really feel like hanging out with my crush because I'd be thinking of someone else the whole time. This whole liking-more-than-one-person business is complicated.

Chapter 10: Puck's POV

Sabrina had refused to go to school for almost a month now.

The day Veronica had taken her to the doctor, she'd come home with red eyes and had gone and locked herself in her room.

"What happened?" I'd immediately asked Veronica.

Veronica had simply shaken her head and gone off to find Henry.

Sabrina only left her room to throw up and she appeared every now and then to grab a bunch of food from the fridge to take to her room.

One night, I sat at the dinner table, my English homework spread out all around me.

Basil was at a play date. Veronica and Henry had gone off to meet with some Everafters who were suppose to help them find Daphne and Red.

Somehow I doubted that they would be able to help.

I groaned and threw my copy of To Kill a Mockingbird across the room. "Why do I even have to read this shit?!" I yelled to no one in particular.

Suddenly Sabrina appeared in the doorway of the kitchen.

I jumped in surprise. "Grimm!" I said.

She was wrapped up in a blanket, still wearing the same PJs she'd put on when she'd come home from the doctors. Her beautiful blonde hair was up in a messy bun. She'd probably been wearing that same bun for a month too, her hair seriously looked like a rat's nest.

Sabrina shuffled over to the fridge and took out the gallon of milk... and chugged all of it down.

My eyes grew wider and wider as she continued to chug the almost full container until nothing was left.

Sabrina sighed when she finished and stuck it back into the fridge. Then she took out a couple of items from the it and closed it with her foot. She moved on to the cupboards. When she had what she wanted, she began shuffling out of the kitchen with her arms full.

"Hey, Grimm!" I jumped up. "At least let me help you!"

Sabrina stopped but made no reply.

I held my arms out and she dumped a couple of items into them and continued to shuffle to her room.

I sighed and followed.

When we got to her room, Sabrina plopped down on her bed, surrounded by old wrappers and containers. She dumped her food there along with them.

"Hey, Grimm, I know I'm no one to criticize but maybe you should clean up a little," I told her as I glanced around.

"I'm the only one who's in here, so who cares?" Sabrina snapped and ripped open a banana before stuffing it all into her mouth.

I set down the food I'd brought in on her desk and began picking up the trash and putting it in her small wastebasket.

Sabrina sat watching me, opening another banana.

I picked up trash from the floor and her desk, but by then it was too full to put any more in the wastebasket.

I looked up at Sabrina.

She'd finished all of the bananas and was moving on to a granola bar.

"If I go throw this away, do you promise not to lock the door when I leave?" I asked.

Sabrina chewed her granola bar and didn't reply.

"Grimm?" I murmured.

"I'm too lazy to get up anyway," Sabrina answered.

I ran to the kitchen to empty out the wastebasket and went back to clean up everything on her bed.

When Sabrina finished her granola bar she put the wrapper in the wastebasket before starting on an apple.

It made me smile to see she was at least not trying to make a bigger mess for me.

It took me awhile but I finally finished cleaning everything off her bed and I plopped down next to her.

Sabrina dropped an Oreo from the pack she'd just opened into my lap.

I managed to smile at her. "Thanks," I said before biting it.

Sabrina shrugged and stared across the room.

I finished my Oreo and she set another one in my lap.

Sabrina suddenly sighed and leaned her head against my shoulder.

I turned my head slightly so I could look at her.

Sabrina's eyes were closed.

"Grimm?" I asked quietly.

"Don't say anything," Sabrina answered her eyes still shut.

"But I have to," I replied. "I'm worried about you."

Sabrina opened her eyes and lifted her head. "You shouldn't be worried about me, I'm not your problem."

I frowned. "Of course you're my problem," I told her.

Sabrina put her head in her hands. "Don't say that," was her muffled reply.

"Grimm," I put my hand on one of her shoulders.

Suddenly they began to shake and I could hear her muffled sobs.

"Sabrina?!" My eyes widened in surprise.

Sabrina looked up at me. "Just go away!" she begged.

"No!" I answered. "You finally let someone into your room, me of all people, and now you're not gonna get rid of me!"

"Puck!" Sabrina wailed.

Then I expected her to slap me or something or yell at me to get the hell out of her room. But she decided to do neither.

Sabrina threw herself at me and cried.

I held her like any good friend would have and tried to soothe her as best I could.

"I hate my life!" Sabrina yelled.

I shushed her and began undoing her bun. It's very soothing to have someone running their fingers through your hair.

At least that was the excuse I told myself for touching her hair.

"My sisters are gone!" Sabrina cried out. "I haven't even had nightmares about them to let me see them, at least hear their voices! Even if they're not real!"

I shivered. "Trust me, Grimm, you don't want nightmares about them," I murmured into her hair.

I don't think she heard me.

"And now... Now I..." Sabrina looked up at me.

"Now what?" I asked.

Sabrina's lip quivered.

"You can tell me," I assured her. "You can tell me anything."

"And now I'm pregnant."

The first thought that came to mind was that it was mine. But that was impossible, we hadn't- not since... When could we have even done it? The party? We hadn't even gotten that far, we'd both stayed fully dressed. And we'd left before anything could happen.

Sabrina was driving like there was no tomorrow.

And judging by her speed, there probably wouldn't be. At least not for us.

"Grimm, there's an underage in this car!" I called to her.

"We're all underage!" Sabrina pointed out.

"Sabrina, Puck's right!" Red was gripping her chair. "What if the cops catch us speeding by?"

Sabrina muttered something under her breath, probably a curse, and slowed down.

Red sighed in relief.

"Do you even know where this girl lives?" I asked.

"Yes," Sabrina snapped. "Unlike you, I actually remember those sorts of things."

I frowned and crossed my arms.

Red rolled her eyes and shrank down in her chair.

I smirked. "I actually think I remember some things that I'm sure you would rather forget," I told her.

"Puck," Sabrina gripped the wheel and glared at me in the rearview mirror.

I grinned and began singing some French song Mustardseed use to like to sing when we were little.

Red groaned.

Sabrina suddenly parked. "I'll be right back," she told us.

Red looked at the house and made a face.

"Don't go anywhere," Sabrina glared pointedly at me.

I shrugged and shooed her off. "Go get the Marshmallow!" I told her.

Sabrina slammed the door shut after herself and ran to the house.

"What time is it?" Red asked.

I took my phone out. "Midnight," I replied.

Red turned around in her chair and looked at me.

"What?" I asked.

Red smirked. "What took you and Sabrina so long?" she asked.

I started looking through stuff on my phone. "I was having fun," I replied.

"Doing what?"

I glanced up at her. "High school stuff, Red, that you would probably find very scarring," I told her.

Red frowned and turned back to her seat as Sabrina opened the other passenger seat and shoved Daphne in.

"Marshmallow!" I said. "How was your party?"

Daphne beamed at me. "Great until she showed up," she made a face at Sabrina.

"Good," I sighed and leaned back.

Daphne began chattering but my eyes were already beginning to shut.

"Stop!" Red suddenly screamed.

Sabrina was still crying, saying something about how she didn't know how she was suppose to tell Matt. But I wasn't paying attention.

Because I couldn't remember what happened next.

I thought we'd gotten home and I'd ended up going back to the party for my car. Sabrina had chased after me and we'd ended up getting into a fight while we were driving home in my car, that she had been driving. She'd ended up kicking me out and drove off. I'd passed out, remembering that my car was almost out of gas and Sabrina was probably going to get caught when she got home.

But now I realized it wasn't real. I'd been forgetful dusted.

All of last chapter reviews were mostly Anons. Seriously, where are my regular reviewers that have accounts?!