Notes: Well, this is the story leading after 'Broken Sin'. Basically BS, was like a prologue. Here we have how it all begins, and such. On with the show…go jump now. End!
Disclaimer: Johnny and Devi, as well as all JTHM material, belong to Jhonen Vasquez.
Chapter One: Shocking Discovery
"Oh my GOD are you sure?"
Up in frenzy, the black haired girl's eyes widened in surprise, looking to her red-in the face companion who was seated across from her, looking uneasy. Tenna, the voice who shouted, threw up a hand and pointed. Devi, merely quirked a brow at her best friend before hunching over, staring at her reflection in the cup of freshly poured hot chocolate. Tenna was still moving around in her seat, in surprise. Other then that, silence was drifting in the uneasy atmosphere of the cafe in which they were seated. Devi looked back up into the curious eyes of Tenna, before nodding
Reluctantly.
"Yes." She started, her tone twitched. "I am."
Devi began to pull at the black windbreaker she wore, even if it was early September, and the air was still warm she felt oddly cold. Tenna squealed again, and threw her hands against the marble table, attracting a few curious stares from the people that came and went. Devi slumped downward, hanging her shoulders. She kept a frown, in her friend's direction, which by the ways of acting, was about to say something more to make matters worst.
"WOOHOO! I call Godmother!"
Devi pressed two fingers against her forehead, and groaned.
"Have you told Johnny?"
She looked back up, startled before dropping her hand.
"I just found out! No! He doesn't know!"
In frustration, Devi raised the mug to her lips taking in a heavy sip of the liquid. She looked at Tenna over the rim of her mug, before placing it down. She propped her elbows against the table, looking outside at the bustling city streets. This was indeed spooky, just a year ago, she had been so frightened of Johnny that his name would cause her to panic. Yet, the stalking, and the phone calls kept coming. Every time Devi tried to block him out of his life, he always found his way back in. It was not easy getting rid of him. Yet Devi couldn't fight the on-coming feelings for him. The feelings that she had so long ago had began to bubble.
"Geezus, what the hell did you two do on those dates of yours?"
Tenna spoke curiously, repeatedly twirling the squeak toy that emerged from her pocket.
"Enough to have this happen! Tenna, that's NOT funny."
Devi responded, nearly choking on air, feeling her cheeks tingle with blush.
"Awwww, I sorry. But do you love him?"
Tenna's next question came like a gunshot at Devi, who returned her gaze around the cafe, looking at the front counter through plated glass. She pretended to study it, seeming interested. Tenna began to repeat the question, seeing as Devi had lost attention in the odd discussion. In all truth, she was thinking. What was she planning to do? She did love him. But at the same time she was terrified. Devi sighed, looking at her companion, and half waved her hand in regards to her question.
"Yes, I do."
Her voice was somewhat mute, as if in fear somebody might hear her.
"Then why is this bad? Isn't a good thing?"
Devi studied her friend for a moment, and her mouth was a crooked line.
"Somewhat. I feel bad for the kid though."
Tenna giggled then squealed in delight.
"It might be a lunatic off the wall killer who paints in its free time! Woooo!"
Devi shushed her, before looking at her darkly.
"No. I doubt it. At least I hope not."
"Then just tell him! What's the worst he could do?"
"Do I have to answer that?"
Tenna looked puzzled, Devi chuckled dryly.
"Why not just get it aborted, save the trouble hmm?"
Devi frowned, and furrowed a brow as eyes widened. For a moment, she was silent. She wasn't really against it, but the idea of it made her sick.
"Please! I don't need any more killing! FUCK! This may not be smart, but I have limits, Tenna. Plus I'm not letting any doctor probe and stick tools in me." She paused to take a breath. "I'll see what's going to happen."
Tenna sulked backward against the wood of the chair.
"Oooo..in that case you better tell him--LOOK HERE HE COMES!"
Before Devi could respond, Tenna shot up from her place across from her, and bolted down the aisle corridor of the cafe, for the door that had just opened. The head of untidy dyed blue hair had drew her attention, and the man grew surprised to see Tenna racing for him, before he fully stepped into the cafe. Once again, the staring continued at the hyperactive girl and the surprised Johnny. Johnny merely shot them looks of utter distaste, before the staring halted. People wised up and continued to go about their chatter, nervously.
"Yaaaay! SPOOKY! It's Johnny!!"
Tenna cried, throwing her arms around him, before giving him a tight squeeze.
"Arrghh! You're hurting my important organss--!"
Johnny cried, after catching his breath in a wheeze, Tenna let go of him.
"Is Devi here?" Johnny asked, while dusting off his shirt.
"M'hmm..she's got something very important to tell you."
He quirked an eyebrow. "Where is she?"
The purple-haired girl's expression dimed faintly into worry. She felt her stomach turn, before she slid a hand over it, and waited for the pain to sub-side. She'd been getting these a lot. Yet, one of the many joys that she would have to deal with. Squeezing her eyes shut, she slid down the booth, and leaned her head against the window. The footsteps apporching in the distance up the aisle didn't cause her to stir. The pain had vanished, leaving her to sigh in relief. Yet the footsteps kept coming, and soon she felt more (but fainly little) weight against the booth. She was forced to straighten up, as well as open her eyes. Devi turned her head, and was staring into a pair of dark eyes. Devi swallowed a lump in her throat.
"Devi, are you alright? You look all.. sicky."
"Nny..I have to talk to you about something."
Devi pulled her eyes off his own, and tilted her head downward, staring blankly down at the table of the booth in which they sat. Tenna was long gone. Devi had spotted her off to the side, against the counter seated there, ordering something. She was smarter then she looked. Johnny shifted uncomfortably. She could feel his eyes over her again. Devi bit her lip and was about to speak, before Johnny throw up his arms in protest.
"I SWEAR I did NOT hang that cat on that clothes line!"
"Johnny--"
"IT WAS THERE, WHEN I WALKED BY!"
"Nny!"
"IT KNEW I WAS COMING HERE!"
"JOHNNY!"
Devi clamped a hand over his mouth, until he calmed down. Removing it, Devi leaned back. Johnny quieted down reluctantly, and leaned up against the back of the booth eyes glued upon the nervous girl.
"Now you...Remember the other night?"
Johnny blushed, and nodded. "Uh huh."
"I found something out today." Devi fingered her wind breaker again.
He didn't speak, he was waiting on ends to see what Devi had to say, surprisingly very interested. Straining, he leaned over and listened closely.
"Uhm. How am I going to say this to you." Struggling with the inner conflict, she didn't want to just blurt it out.
"Fuck it! I'm having a kid!" She hissed.
Johnny stepped back, and gasped. Eyes slowly widened. The little color in his face faded well into his cheekbones as he felt himself fall backward. Falling, until it all went black, and his back made contact with the ground.
Tenna turned around, and looked at Johnny whom was currently out cold, she grinned widely before leaving her cup against the counter. She looked at the horrified Devi, before down at Johnny.
"I take it you told him."
"Shut up, Tenna!"