Within The Month
Trish woke up with a slight headache and no awareness of where she was. After a few minutes she remembered, and what had happened the night before. She looked next to her for Shawn, but he wasn't there. Suddenly she smelled a very appetizing smell coming from the kitchen. So retreiving her panties and one of Shawn's DX shirts she made her way to the kitchen. "Good morning honey." Shawn called. "Sleep well?" Trish looked at the table, bacon, eggs, toast, and pancakes were spread out over the center. Thinking about her night of non-sleep she sat down searching inside herself for an answer.
"Once I fell asleep yeah. I had plenty reason to be tired." She winked at Shawn, who sat down next to her and pulled her chair towards him. She leaned in and kissed him. "Well, that was an exciting night. Should I be expecting more of those?" She looked Shawn up and down for the first time in a long time. He was so sexy. His almost too tight green shirt showed off every muscle in his chest and abs. His jeans showed the tightness of his legs. And with his hair pulled back like that, he looked so gorgeous that Trish almost couldn't contain herself. But containment wasn't a problem right now, it was the date. "I have a problem Shawn." She couldn't quite believe she said it out loud. "Never mind babe, I found it." She reached across the table acting like her problem was finding the syrup. Hoping Shawn would buy it. He seemed to, and started eating.
"By the way, of course you should be expecting more nights like last. I'll be around a lot now, since we're getting married." The words stayed in his mind for a minute. "I can't get over the thought of Trish Michaels. It sounds so, kinky." She smiled, thinking almost the same thing, but how it needed to sound kinky soon.
(A little over a month later)
Trish was sitting on Shawn's couch waiting for him to get home. She had been sitting there since 2:30, three and a half hours ago. Clutching a pillow and twirling the little white stick in her hand she contemplated how to tell him. "What are you doing here sweetheart?" A very tired looking Shawn asked. Trish quickly hid the test underneath the pillow.
"I was waiting for you, we need to talk." Trish looked away from him as she reached back behind the pillow. "I was umm, late, by four days so I bought this, and it's," She started to cry and handed the white strip to Shawn.
"Positive," Shawn whispered. "Shh, baby girl, don't cry like that. It's alright, you'll be fine."
"Shawn, I'm not good with kids. I tried to babysit when I was younger and all the kids hated me. And what will happen when," She stopped herself before she could say what would happen when her brother found out.
"What will happen with what sweetie?"
"There are a few things I haven't told you. About my family. Who is in my family. Who my brothers are. And telling you will only result in trouble."
"Tell me." Trish looked away, she didn't want Shawn to see her cry. He put his hand under her chin and turned her face towards his. "Tell me."
"Hunter." She paused and pushed his hand off her chin. "And Dave."
"Damn it!" Shawn stood up jumping around like an angry rabbit. "Damn you Trish. I'm fine with pregnancy, I'm fine with marriage, but Hunter? Dave?" He yelled and shouted a little more, and knocked over some bookshelves and CD stands and whatnot. But then he went for Trish. "Why didn't you tell me before?"
"Because you wouldn't want to be with me."
"Shut up! You're all the same, you're all bitches in the end."
"Are you calling this the end, because if you are, you're proving me right." Trish said smart alecky. She stood up and went for the door, but Shawn stopped her. Aggressively.
"Don't you even think about leaving." She pulled away from his grasp and ran for the door, she was almost there when he tripped her. "I told you not to leave." He leaned into her and hit her. "Running to your big brothers isn't an option. And running from me isn't one either." He hit her a few more times and then everything went black.
