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"Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck fuckity shit fuck." I groaned, gripping the cardboard box in my hands tighter than I needed to. Ty, Tinka, Rocky, Deuce and Gunther were seated at the sofa while I paced up and down my apartment, biting my fingernails and toying with the cardboard box in my hands.
It was Tuesday - a school day, and they had all skipped school to hear the news - even Rocky. That shit meant a lot, but I was too nervous too feel gratitude.
It'd been about three weeks since the whole Ty-almost-raped-me-and-now-Gunther-won't-touch me situation, and now I was freaking the fuck out.
I had missed a period. I had fucking missed a period. I never missed periods! EVER. It was one of the things I knew about myself, since my very first period, back when I was eleven (Yup, I was an early starter), It had always come one the thirteenth day of every month. The fucking thirteenth. And now it was the seventeenth and still no fucking blood in my fucking underwear. I know I should probably be glad that there was no bleeding this month, but, instead, it worried the shit outta me.
I was most likely pregnant.
I didn't even guess I might have a little human growing inside of my stomach until I woke up on the fourteenth and realized that my period should have hit yesterday. I stood up on my bed, and pulled down my underwear, then pulled it back up again, and went to go check if anyone was home who might come barging in while I was examining my vagina. That would be awkies. I found a note from my mom on the bedroom door from my mom, saying that the bank on sixth street had been robbed (again) and that she was going to help investigate, and also that she;d already brought Flynn to school, and that she was trusting me to actually go to school.
I sighed, happy that I was alone, then pulled down my pajama shorts and underwear, then examined my underwear carefully. No blood. Nothing. I peered down there, probing a little with my hands. I know it sounds weird, but I was seriously freaked out - like I said - never missed a period in my life. Gunther walked in halfway through my investigation, and I didn't bother to cover myself up. I was starting to get scared.
"Uh... whatcha doin'?" Gunther asked, one eyebrow raised. "How'd you get in here?" I muttered absently. "You left the front door open. What's going on?" He asked as I lay on my back on my bed.
"I missed a period."
He blinked at me, then he understood. "Oh, so you... Oh."
"Yeah."
No-one said anything for a minute. "So you're pregnant?"
"No!" I said. "This doesn't mean anything! I'm not pregnant - I'm on the Pill!"
"The Pill isn't one-hundred percent effective, CeCe."
"Well why the fuck didn't you tell me that?!"
"I did. But you refused to let me wear a condom."
Gah. Hated it when he was right. "Well... Ugh, it doesn't matter, anyway. I'm not pregnant. I can't be." The tears had started to stream down my face.
"I wouldn't mind if you were," He whispered, sitting me up and wrapping an arm around me so that my head was in the crook of his neck."
"Really?" I whispered. "You wouldn't leave me?"
I wasn't looking at his face, but I felt him shake his head. "Never." Then he pulled away from me, and gazed at my naked body, then his eyes rested on my stomach. "Scary, isn't it?" I whispered. The tears still hadn't stopped. "To think a child's growing in there."
"Not scary," he amended. "Exciting."
"No. It's scary."
"It's epic."
"You can say that. You don't need to push a human being out of your genitals." He winced at that. "Okay, I see you point. But it's still exciting." My lips twisted into a small smile. Gunther was so fucking optimistic, and it usually got on my nerves, but now I was glad for it. He loved me enough that he didn't mind the idea of having a child with me. In fact, judging from the was he was stroking my stomach, he didn't seem to mind at all. He seemed to love the idea.
"CeCe! Calm the fuck down!" Someone said, and without even looking, I knew it was Deuce. He was the most insensitive to this situation, which was fine by me, because I needed someone who hadn't gone overly maternal overnight. In fact, his exact words when he found out I might be pregnant, and I quote were, 'When you give birth to the kid, can I watch?'. Yup. No shit.
"Leave me alone," I mumbled in response. "Look, CeCe," He said, getting up off the sofa and coming over to me, "You look like you're about to run out of the room screaming, and you're biting your lip off. Chill. Relax. Deep breaths." I kneed him in the balls. He collapsed to the floor. "Motherfucker!" He gasped, doubling over on the ground. Rocky sighed and heaved herself off of the sofa to attend to him, giving me an 'was that really necessary?' look. Everyone else laughed.
"Yup, you're definitely pregnant," Tinka said. "You've been having weird mood swings. You're usually not violent."
"Deuce was pissing me off," I defended myself. "He was only saying the truth and telling you to chill." Ty said.
"And we'll never know if you're pregnant or not if you don't take the damn test," He said. He'd wanted me to take it on the very day I missed my period, but I refused - I'd been too scared. And now, I promised him I'd take it. I was very close to going back on my word. I looked at the cardboard box in my hands again. The box that most likely contained my future. The pregnancy test.
I wasn't sure if I might be preggers or not, to be honest. I didn't think I had any other symptoms, and If I was pregnant, then I had been for almost a month now.
I remembered my daily freak-out sessions clearly...
I stood in front of my bedroom mirror, topless, examining my stomach from every angle. Gunther looked like he was trying not to laugh. "Oh, this is a joke to you?" I hissed, glaring at him. He shut up. "No, but you're acting as if you're magically gonna grow a huge baby bump overnight. Give it some time."
"I'm not pregnant!" I roared for the billionth time since he found out about the period I missed, which was two days ago - still no fucking period. Mother Nature, you son of a bitch.
"You don't know that. Stop acting like that the thought of raising a child with me is too much to bear."
"Maybe it is. I'm just seventeen, Gunther."
"You'll be eighteen in a month."
"Eighteen and pregnant. Better call MTV and ask if they'll take us in," I said bitterly.
"I hope its a girl," Gunther said suddenly.
"What?"
"And I hope she had your eyes, and hair. I love the color of your hair. It's nice, and I think..." Gunther continued planning the gender and features of out unborn child, while I gawped at him in horror.
Oh, God, I'm dating a psycho.
He looked at my horrified expression. "What are you so scared of?" He whispered, sitting up on my bed.
"You," I answered truthfully. But that was only one part of my fears.
Sure, if I had I child, I would love him or her unconditionally. My baby would become the most important thing in the world to me, and I'd be damned if anyone tried to convince me into abortion or adoption.
But I was so young. I could barely take care of myself, let alone a baby.
"What?"
"Look, Gunther, long story short, my mom left my dad 'cause he wasn't contributing much to our family and shit. Yeah, he loved us kids, but when they got married and mom had me, he started staying out late, not helping to pay the bills, forgetting to pick me up from school..." I trailed off. I'd made my point clear.
Suddenly, he slammed me down onto the bed, pinning me down under him, and started to kiss me. His tongue started to trail southwards, and, since I still wasn't wearing a shirt, his tongue had a huge effect on me. "He suddenly stopped and looked me in the eye. "I love you, CeCe. If you're pregnant, I promise to be with you all the way. I love you. And I'll love out child, if we're having one.
I nodded. "Oh, and you'll have to take that pregnancy test someday. You've been putting it off for way too long."
"I've only put it off for two days."
"Still! I could be a dad," He muttered, rubbing my stomach gently.
"What are you doing?" I asked him.
"Making the baby feel good." I smiled. "We don't even know if there is a baby. And even if there is, he won't be able to feel it. He doesn't even have a proper body yet. He's still growing."
Gunther sighed, and stopped rubbing my belly. "Wait - I don't want you to stop,"
He grinned, and his lips met mine again,
Yup, this was definitely gonna lead to sex.
Not that I was complaining, of course.
"Fine, I'll take it now," I muttered, heading to the bathroom.
"Hallelujah!" Gunther and Rocky cheered. Deuce whimpered in pain. I rolled my eyes. "Aw, c'mon, Deuce, it can't be that painful."
Ty, Gunther and Deuce just stared at me. "'Can't be that painful'?" Deuce quoted me. "How'd you like me to stick my fist up your vagina and punch you in the ovaries, and you'll tell me how 'not painful' it is."
I stared at him, then burst out laughing, the tears streaming down my face. Deuce still looked pissed. My laughter stopped once I got into the bathroom and faced the task ahead of me. I ripped the box open.
I knew you had to pee on it, but where?
"What the fuck?!" I yelled, staring at the test. "Rocky, get your ass in here," I called. Rocky bounced in the door a few seconds later. "What's up?" She asked. "Where do I pee? Or do I just pee all over it, or...?"
"Well, I don't have much experience in this type of thing, but I'm guessing you're not supposed to be all over the test. She took it from me, the pulled at it for a while, until a bit of it came off, like a cap thingy. She handed over to me. "There you go," She said, grinning. I sighed. "Women've got it bad. Peeing on a fucking stick! Imagine!" Rocky giggled, then kissed me on the cheek and told me to be strong. Before she left, I said, "Wait, Rocky, could you stay here? I don't wanna be on my own," I said, my terror breaking through.
She nodded. "Sure, sweetie," I pulled my jeans down, and kind of squatted over the toilet seat while I pee'd. Rocky laughed at me, and I ended up laughing, too.
"Right," I muttered, after I was finished. "I'm done." We walked out of the bathroom together, and Gunther was doing what I'd been doing a few minutes ago - pacing.
"Why are you nervous?" I whispered, when I was standing behind him. He jumped. He obviously didn't see me come out of the bathroom. "I don't know what I want. I'd love to have a child, but you don't want one right now, and I feel cruel for wanting something you don't when you're the one that's gonna suffer for it - you know, childbirth and all that. But I just... I don't know. If it's negative, I guess I wouldn't mind .I'd like to wait a while before having children. So what is it? What does it say?"
I didn't answer for a second, absorbing all he'd told me. "We need to wait a few minutes," He nodded, then went back to pacing.
I went to go slump on the sofa, my head resting on Tinka's shoulder. She patted my hand gently. "It'll all be okay, CeCe." She whispered. "Gunther's gonna be a great dad," I nodded. "I'm not doubting that."
"Check the test now - it should be done," Ty called, stopping the raiding of my fridge for the moment. Id normally be yelling at him for that, but I was too worn out.
I raised the test that was in my clasped hand slowly so I could see it. I got off of the couch, and everyone else piled onto it, waiting for the results. Except Gunther. He stood beside me, his arms round my shoulders.
"Um..." I began, still not daring to look ta the test.
"Whatever happens, we'll be here for you," Rocky whispered.
"Yeah," Everyone else said in unison. Gunther rubbed my shoulder reassuringly. I looked at the test, and shook my head in disbelief.
"It's..." I began, starting to cry. "It's ne-negative. I'm not pregnant," I whispered, turning around to hug Gunther. I buried my head in his chest, and he held me while I tried to calm down. "Sorry," I muttered after a while. "I know you wanted a child."
He shook his head. "Nah. We don't need a baby in our lives right now. This is for the best."
I turned back to look at everyone else. They all looked disappointed. "Why d'you all look so... sad?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at them. Rocky pouted. "I wanted you to have a baby! It would be so cool. Especially if it was a girl,"
"I wanted it to be a girl, too," Gunther seconded.
"Yeah!" Rocky said. "She'd be so cute, with your eyes and-"
"-CeCe's hair?" Gunther finished. I stared at them. Deuce butted in, "I think it'd be cool if it was a boy," He said. "I could teach him to play sports and stuff. Aw, that'd be awesome,"
"Yeah. I'd teach him to rap," Ty said, grinning.
"Uh, hello? With Gunther's genes, it's most likely be twins," Tinka chimed, smiling. Everyone else laughed. "One girl and one boy," Gunther suggested.
"Guys! I'm not pregnant! Stop acting like I am!" I said, then immediately felt horrible as I saw everyone's excitement fade away. They'd all genuinely hoped I would have a baby. They were all so prepared to take responsibility for him or her. I loved them so much for that.
"Guys, stop looking at me like I ran over your hamster. I'm not the only person with a womb in the room, ya know," I said, eyeing Tinka and Rocky, who everyone immediately turned to stare at. Rocky smacked the back of Deuce's head. "Don't even think about it, Deuce! I am not having a child for you!"
"Not yet," Deuce mumbled. Rocky sighed, and shook her head.
Tinka and Ty started to discuss baby names.
I could see a child in their near future. They hadn't even been together fr long, and they already acted like a married couple. Gunther still wanted to murder Ty, and held a grudge against him.
I slumped down onto the sofa. "Well, it's too late to even think about going to school, so... How about we watch a movie?" Gunther suggested. I nodded. I was so exhausted - I hadn't gotten much sleep lately. All I wanted to do right now was rest.
"Um... We have Paranormal Activity 4, Remember Me, The Smurfs, Taken, and ... High School Musical?" Ty said, looking at my small CD collection.
He said the last one as a question, raising his eyebrows at me. I shrugged. "There's no age limit to Disney movies, Ty!" So which do you guy's wanna watch?" Tinka asked. "Paranormal Activity," I voted. "What about you Rock..." I trailed off when I saw Rocky wasn't there anymore. "Where'd she go?" I asked, looking round at everyone else who seemed to be trying to stifle laughter. Except Ty, who looked just as confused as me.
"Um... Well... Deuce muttered something about 'needing' Rocky straight away, and... well..." Gunther trailed off and burst out laughing.
In the distance, I heard the sound of bed-springs creaking. I gagged. "Rocky and Deuce are having sex in my fucking apartment?!" I screeched, horrified. Tinka giggled. "I'm pretty sure they're doing it on your bed." Ty looked as sick as me. "Oh, Gawd... That's kind of ... I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit,"
Gunther was still laughing. I slid Paranormal Activity into my DVD player, and crawled into Gunther's lap, waiting for the tape to start. I hadn't watched the DVD yet - I was too much of a coward to watch it by myself.
"Rocky! Deuce! When you're done fucking, come watch the movie!" I called, hoping I'd embarrassed them. But no. The bed-springs kept creaking. I made a mental note to never sleep in that bed again. Or at least change the sheets. I would run in there and stop them myself, but I did not want to witness my best friend and Deuce going at it.
I started to hear moaning from my bedroom and grabbed the remote. and turned up the volume of the T.V. frantically. Gunther sniggered, so I elbowed him in the ribs.
I turned to look at him. "Can you believe all this started with us being friends with benefits?" I whispered.
"I didn't expect anything that happened to happen," He muttered, playing with my hair. "You were so confident that there would never be any emotion involved."
"It didn't turn out that way,"
He smiled. "We've been through so much together,"
"Yeah... I remember when this started... You suggested that we have sex, just as friends... Then we did, then I got pissed at you, then we had sex in the toilets at school..." He sighed. "Good times, good times," I smirked. "Then we started going out when Rocky made me admit I loved you... Then we made that bet."
"It was a good bet,"
"It was," I agreed. "We should do it again."
"You're on," I laughed. "Then we broke up," I continued, "Then you caught me ... Um... Touching myself," I looked over at Ty and Tinka to see if they were listening. Gunther and I were whispering, and they didn't seem to have heard. "Then we had sex again, then we got back together... Ty raped me... That was a rough week... And now here we are. Brooding over a child that never even existed," I finished.
"We are one fucked up couple,"
"I love you,"
"I love you, too,"
And I knew that no matter what happened, I wouldn't change a thing.
The End.
Sadly.
Yes, I'll be doing a few outtakes. Outtakes are things that could have happened in the story, but didn't.
One of the one's I'll be doing is Gunther winning the bet instead of CeCe.
I'll also be doing one where CeCe takes on Deuce's dare where Gunther and CeCe aren't allowed to touch each other at all for an entire week.
You guys have been absolutely amazing readers, and I'm really sad to end the story.
Remember, guys, I need your reviews. I'm not sure if you'll be interested in reading the outtakes, so let me know in a review, please!
Q & A:
bwood202: NO DONT YOU DARE PLEASE DONT END THIS STORIE PM ME YOUR RESPONSE
Me: I'm actually so glad that this is your reaction to the story. But it'll have to end, sadly! You can read the outtakes, though :)
Guest: Make a sequel please. :)
Me:Weeeell... That's unlikely, sorry!
Girlyemma96: Loved it. I can't believe it's almost over. i love this story. All my fav GeCe stories are ending *Sigh*
Well please make the last chapter really awesome love this story. update soon.
Me; Well, I hope you enjoyed the last chapter!
CabbieLoverSAC22: AWE one more chapter this was a great story.
Me: Thanks so much!
LiveYourPassions: One mor chapter left? Aww. Loved it! :) Cute
Me:Thanks for reading!
October'sLily510: Yay! Everything is good again! And I just loved the ending! I'm so upset that this next chapter will be the last one though...I will miss this story! I have two questions and one request:
Questions
1. How/When did Gunther get to Crusty's at the end of the last chapter?
2. What happened when Tinka tried to commit suicide...why Crusty's?
Request:
Please please write another CeCe/Gunther story...or at least a one-shot or two! You're really good at it and I love reading your work! )Hope I'm not asking too much!...Sorry!)
Again, great job! Love and have loved this story for ages! Thank you so much for writing it!
Me: Glad you liked the ending! :) Well, I said that CeCe and Ty talked while they were in the bathroom - maybe I should've put more emphasis on the fact that they were in there for quite a while... I couldn't write about Gunther actually going to Crusty's since I was writing in CeCe's POV.
I didn't delve too deep into the whole suicide idea because of all the controversy against it. I didn't want to get it wrong and have people angry or upset over my way of writing about it.
Yeah, I think I might write a GeCe one shot. I already had it planned long before the story was even started.
Thanks for reading! :)
bluehuskybaybee: awww...well its not really cute, lol but it was pretty awesome, cuz i dont think having sex is cute XD
but im hoping for Reuce, i guess, its been a while! :D
but i freaking love ur stories, especially this one, and ur extremely talented. I just started out as an author, and i made 3 stories, ur one of the authors that truely inspired me.
Me:Well, thanks! I read your story, Die Young, it's really good :)
xSerinityIsn'tAlwaysTheAnswerx: So sorry I haven't been reviewing. I had like 144 stories in my inbox and I had to start from the first one to the last. I have maybe 90 or so left lmao.
Ty came out of nowhere with that...He couldn't have just watched porn or something o_O
Me:I totally agree about the Ty thing :P The not reviewing is fine, and thanks for reading! :)
NyanCat: How did you become such a skilled writer? Also can you continue that Zack and Bailey fanfiction? I know that the Suite Life on Deck show is over but the story is interesting.
Me: Thanks for the compliment! I'm not sure about the Zailey fanfiction... I've lost nearly all my readers, but its a possibility!
Thanks again for reading, and remember what I said about the outtakes. Reviews = motivation.