The second Seth was allowed to leave the arena, he bolted to his car. Luckily it was only a 50 minutes drive home this time. He saw light in the house when he arrived home. He left everything in the car and ran inside. He stopped at the sight of Vanilla packing her things.
"You're leaving?" He asked.
"I'm gonna go live with my sister until I find my own place," she said.
"Don't leave," he pleaded. "Let's talk. We can work this out."
The look she gave him said it all. She didn't want to talk. She continued packing and he kept pleading for a few more minutes but he met nothing but silence. It hurt even worse to have her right there refusing to say anything than it had hurt not to have her near for a week. He finally gave up and said the one thing he didn't want to say.
"Becky's pregnant," he said.
"Rubbing salt in my wound, I see," she said coolly.
"I never wanted this to happen," he said.
"Then why the fuck would you sleep with her in the first place?" She asked.
"I did it for you," he answered.
She stopped in the middle of the floor between the bed and the closet. She dropped the sweaters in her hands and started laughing like a hyena. She couldn't stop. It was too damn absurd.
"For me?" She laughed. "Gee, thanks. It's what I always wanted. Most women want flowers or chocolate from their men, but I want my man to stick his dick in some random coworker that I don't even like. It makes me feel so good."
He broke down on the spot. He managed to move himself to sit on the bed and sobbed his eyes out. She kept standing on the floor, watching him but not wanting to comfort him. He understood that. He didn't deserve to feel her arms around him.
"She had a recording of you and your ex," he said.
"What ex?" She asked.
"Some guy with long, pink hair," he answered.
"Oh," she said quietly.
Clearly that was not an ex she liked thinking back on.
"What type of recording?" She asked.
"Of you two having sex," he answered.
"Damn, he said he deleted it," she said.
Somehow it meant something to know that she at least hadn't been recorded against her will or without her knowing.
"I was young and stupid. He kept pushing and I finally agreed to do it. I never watched it myself. He said he deleted it when we broke up," she said.
"Well, he lied," he said.
"What does that have to do with you fucking Becky?" She asked.
"She said she would release it and ruin your reputation and career if I didn't sleep with her. I figured I could do it that once and get rid of the damn thing. I got so drunk in order to get through it. I don't really remember what happened other than waking up next to her naked. And now she's apparently pregnant," he said.
She went over and sat next to him. She placed her hand on top of his. He turned his hand around and caressed her hand. They sat for a while like that, thinking about the information they had just revealed to each other.
"Why didn't you come to me first?" She asked.
"She said she would release it if I told you," he answered. "I was trying to protect you. I know I did the wrong thing now but I can't take it back. Can you forgive me?"
"I don't know," she said.
"What are we gonna do then?" He asked.
"One problem at the time," she answered. "I'm calling his sister. We kept in contact over the years."
She took out her phone and dialed a number. He kept quiet and listened to her having a conversation with her ex boyfriend's sister.
"Hi, princess poop," she started.
He smirked at the weird nickname. There was probably a story there he would love to hear later.
"Do you know where your brother is hiding these days?" She asked. "Oh, he's back living with you? I see. Money trouble again, eh? Yeah, I know. I don't know why you keep taking him back in though. Listen, can you get to his phone? Yeah, apparently he kept a recording of us having sex back in the days, and he sold it to a coworker of mine. I would like for that to not repeat itself. Text me when it's done. Thanks, I owe you one."
She hung up and looked at Seth.
"What about the recording Becky has?" She asked.
"I watched her delete it," he answered.
"I don't buy for one second she's pregnant," she said.
"You don't?" He asked.
"It's been a week. Isn't it too early to tell? I think it is. I don't fucking know, Seth. I know nothing about pregnancy other than wanting to avoid it," she said.
He smirked at her and let out a little giggle. To his surprise she leaned in and kissed him softly.
"I love you so much that it hurts. Why the fuck would you hurt me like this?" She asked lowly.
"I'm so fucking sorry," he said.
"Next problem to solve: Becky," she said. "I'll stay for now but don't try anything, Seth. Let things happen on my terms, okay? I can't promise I can forgive you or that we'll even stay together, but I'll stay here the next few days. When we get back on the road, I'll figure out what the hell is going on. That bitch is going to answer to me."