"No, they didn't tell me. You know the only thing they'd call to tell me
was that they needed money." Tracker stated, sitting down on the couch next
to Sean, "And would you please just take off your bookbag? If you ruin
anything that's in there..."
Rolling his eyes, Sean took off his backpack and tossed it to the floor. "Should I tell you everything or give you an overview?"
"You don't have to bite my head off," Tracker said, somewhat resentfully, "I only want to know how Katarine's coming here is upsetting you so much."
"I'm sorry." Sean apologized, "It's just really upsetting... Katarine and I used to date, but then I, uh, she got pregnant... and yes, with my kid. I walked out on her, got in that fight, and wound up here. We haven't talked to each other in three years, now Katarine moved here because her Mom got a new job." He explained gloomily.
Tracker blinked, most likely trying to get the shocked expression off of his face. "You what? She got pregnant?"
"It's not like we wanted it to happen, we weren't even planning on having... it just happened." Sean said rapidly, "I don't even know what she did with it, for all I know she got an abortion." Sean went back to staring at the television screen, trying to think back on the day in which it all happened.
++ Flashback ++
"I've always hated Valentine's Day." Katarine says, sitting on the edge of Sean's bed and watching him flip through a cd jacket.
"Same here." Sean agrees, walking over to his stereo and putting in a cd. "It's just another Hallmark holiday, besides with my parents always drunk it's just like every other day."
Katarine shuts her math book, "You know that that's an obsessive love song?" She asks when 'Losing My Religion' creates soft background music.
Sean nods, "It's a good song though." He presses the shuffle button and walks across the room to Katarine, "Are we still boycotting holiday? Or can I go all hypocratable and give you your gift?" He looks down at Katarine.
"You didn't have to get me anything..."
"Of course I did." Sean takes Katarine's hands and pulls her to her feet. Pulling out a small box from his denim jacket, Sean hands the wrapped package to Katarine. "I hope you like it, took me an entire month to find it."
Katarine smiles, "I'm sure I will." She carefully unwraps the present (bleeding heart wrapping paper isn't something you see everyday) and opens the box. Her eyes light up as she pulls a 3-D skull locket out of its home. "It's beautiful."
"Open it." Sean says, unable to hide his joy that his girlfriend likes the gift.
Katarine does so; inside there are two small pictures, Sean on one side and Katarine on the other. "I love it."
"I thought you would." Sean says.
Katarine puts on the locket then picks her backpack up from the floor. "I'm glad you spoke first," she chuckles, "because I got you something too. It's not much and I won't blame you if you hate it..." She pulls out a plain, brown papered box and bites her lip as she hands it to Sean.
"Why would I hate it?" Sean asks, holding the gift in his hand, "It's from you, isn't it?"
Katarine laughs nervously, "You're hard to buy presents for, so I had to make it..."
Sean grins and rips at the paper, throws the top of the box over his shoulder, and goggles at the thing resting on the white stuffing. "Kat... you made this?" He picks up the brass knuckles, inspecting them closely with his mouth slightly open. "But..."
"They're not real brass, I didn't have the money. They were really easy to make, did 'em in shop class... I put gold leaf on the metal and antiqued it." Katarine explains, looking at Sean.
Sean, as if knowing what Katarine is going to ask, smiles again and says, "I love them, but you shouldn't have done this for me."
"I wanted to. How many times can you get a chain and be happy about it?" Katarine jokes, "It's not that big of a deal anyway... I'm glad you like them."
Setting the knuckles back in their box, Sean puts them on his desk. "I have to find a place to put them." He says, more to himself than to Katarine, and turns to her. He stays fixated on her for a while, not saying anything until he notices Katarine's odd expression. "You're beautiful, you know that?"
Katarine stifles a scoff, "I'm not. I think you need an eye exam."
"That's not funny." Sean says seriously, "You really are beautiful, but I suppose modesty is a good thing."
"I'm not being modest, I 'm really not beautiful."
Sean walks up to her, looking down into Katarine's eyes and brushing a piece of hair out of her face. "You are, I wouldn't be saying it if you weren't."
Katarine rolls her eyes, "Fine. I don't feel like fighting."
Saying nothing, Sean kisses Katarine. She kisses him back, her hands finding their way to Sean's neck, while Sean's rest on Katarine's hips. The kiss soon becomes more steamier, each getting lost in the moment. Sean gently lays Katarine down on his bed, only breaking the deep kisses for air, and his hand slowly slips under Katarine's shirt. Soon they're both in their undergarments, Sean on top of Katarine and again staring deep into her eyes. "If... if you don't want to do this... If you want me to stop... just say the word a-and I will." He tells her.
Katarine nods, a small knot forming in her stomach. "I will..."
Almost ashamed of himself, Sean reaches over, his eyes still locked on Katarine's, and opens his night stand drawer.
++ End Flashback ++
Rolling his eyes, Sean took off his backpack and tossed it to the floor. "Should I tell you everything or give you an overview?"
"You don't have to bite my head off," Tracker said, somewhat resentfully, "I only want to know how Katarine's coming here is upsetting you so much."
"I'm sorry." Sean apologized, "It's just really upsetting... Katarine and I used to date, but then I, uh, she got pregnant... and yes, with my kid. I walked out on her, got in that fight, and wound up here. We haven't talked to each other in three years, now Katarine moved here because her Mom got a new job." He explained gloomily.
Tracker blinked, most likely trying to get the shocked expression off of his face. "You what? She got pregnant?"
"It's not like we wanted it to happen, we weren't even planning on having... it just happened." Sean said rapidly, "I don't even know what she did with it, for all I know she got an abortion." Sean went back to staring at the television screen, trying to think back on the day in which it all happened.
++ Flashback ++
"I've always hated Valentine's Day." Katarine says, sitting on the edge of Sean's bed and watching him flip through a cd jacket.
"Same here." Sean agrees, walking over to his stereo and putting in a cd. "It's just another Hallmark holiday, besides with my parents always drunk it's just like every other day."
Katarine shuts her math book, "You know that that's an obsessive love song?" She asks when 'Losing My Religion' creates soft background music.
Sean nods, "It's a good song though." He presses the shuffle button and walks across the room to Katarine, "Are we still boycotting holiday? Or can I go all hypocratable and give you your gift?" He looks down at Katarine.
"You didn't have to get me anything..."
"Of course I did." Sean takes Katarine's hands and pulls her to her feet. Pulling out a small box from his denim jacket, Sean hands the wrapped package to Katarine. "I hope you like it, took me an entire month to find it."
Katarine smiles, "I'm sure I will." She carefully unwraps the present (bleeding heart wrapping paper isn't something you see everyday) and opens the box. Her eyes light up as she pulls a 3-D skull locket out of its home. "It's beautiful."
"Open it." Sean says, unable to hide his joy that his girlfriend likes the gift.
Katarine does so; inside there are two small pictures, Sean on one side and Katarine on the other. "I love it."
"I thought you would." Sean says.
Katarine puts on the locket then picks her backpack up from the floor. "I'm glad you spoke first," she chuckles, "because I got you something too. It's not much and I won't blame you if you hate it..." She pulls out a plain, brown papered box and bites her lip as she hands it to Sean.
"Why would I hate it?" Sean asks, holding the gift in his hand, "It's from you, isn't it?"
Katarine laughs nervously, "You're hard to buy presents for, so I had to make it..."
Sean grins and rips at the paper, throws the top of the box over his shoulder, and goggles at the thing resting on the white stuffing. "Kat... you made this?" He picks up the brass knuckles, inspecting them closely with his mouth slightly open. "But..."
"They're not real brass, I didn't have the money. They were really easy to make, did 'em in shop class... I put gold leaf on the metal and antiqued it." Katarine explains, looking at Sean.
Sean, as if knowing what Katarine is going to ask, smiles again and says, "I love them, but you shouldn't have done this for me."
"I wanted to. How many times can you get a chain and be happy about it?" Katarine jokes, "It's not that big of a deal anyway... I'm glad you like them."
Setting the knuckles back in their box, Sean puts them on his desk. "I have to find a place to put them." He says, more to himself than to Katarine, and turns to her. He stays fixated on her for a while, not saying anything until he notices Katarine's odd expression. "You're beautiful, you know that?"
Katarine stifles a scoff, "I'm not. I think you need an eye exam."
"That's not funny." Sean says seriously, "You really are beautiful, but I suppose modesty is a good thing."
"I'm not being modest, I 'm really not beautiful."
Sean walks up to her, looking down into Katarine's eyes and brushing a piece of hair out of her face. "You are, I wouldn't be saying it if you weren't."
Katarine rolls her eyes, "Fine. I don't feel like fighting."
Saying nothing, Sean kisses Katarine. She kisses him back, her hands finding their way to Sean's neck, while Sean's rest on Katarine's hips. The kiss soon becomes more steamier, each getting lost in the moment. Sean gently lays Katarine down on his bed, only breaking the deep kisses for air, and his hand slowly slips under Katarine's shirt. Soon they're both in their undergarments, Sean on top of Katarine and again staring deep into her eyes. "If... if you don't want to do this... If you want me to stop... just say the word a-and I will." He tells her.
Katarine nods, a small knot forming in her stomach. "I will..."
Almost ashamed of himself, Sean reaches over, his eyes still locked on Katarine's, and opens his night stand drawer.
++ End Flashback ++