"Shit." I whispered to myself. I looked around. I wasn't in New York, this wasn't my apartment! I quickly got up and nervously ran to the window. A gentle snow fall blanketed what seemed to be a yellow brick road. "FUCK!" I knew where we were.

"Babe, whats wrong?" Dam pulled up his pants and wrapped his hands around my waist as we both stared out the window. "Whats this?"

"I fuckin' told you you asshole." I pointed to the sign, 'Welcome to Oz' it read. "The fuckin' munchkins are right there, fuck you, you don't believe me." I released myself from his grip. I was now standing before him, angrily, ready to scream.

"Whoa, baby chill out" He reached for me.

"NO! Fuck you! You doubt me, you make me feel worthless, a liar, like I'm on drugs. You made me think that I was going damn crazy! I told you Oz was real, just as real as New York Damn City," I paused. He looked upset. "With you, I can never fucking be good enough can't I? This isn't even about Oz anymore. Remember last summer? I was feeling a little sick so you went all callin' my girl Taniesha and went and fucked her and I stayed with you. What? I had a little runny nose and a cough do you couldn't go in me? Two opposite ends pal!-" He cut me off. He pulled me into a hug then threw me onto the bed. He pulled my boobs out of my shirt. I couldn't resist.

He pulled my pants off, I spread my legs wide as I pulled his shirt off, he dropped his pants and entered me.

"OHHHH YES!" I moaned. After an hour of that constantly, we finally stopped. I remembered, after seeing fucking jizz all over the bed, we forgot a condom.

"DAM! FUCK!" I screamed.

"Babe, what is it?" He looked confused.

"WE FORGOT A CONDOM!" I was freaking out. I can't be pregnant… I can't be pregnant… I can't be, I CAN'T. Being a mother? The thought just scared me… especially with a… black guy. I am not usually racist but I love him and all, but I can't be pregnant with his kid.

_ A few weeks later_

"Morning honey" I said tiredly and blandly. I felt really sick, nearing puking. I went to the sink to get a glass of water. As soon as the drop went into my mouth, I immediately ran to the bathroom and threw up. It wasn't until 10 minutes later when I stopped. I raced into our room and looked in the full length mirror. I gained weight. I gained weight. I gained weight. I had a baby bump. I am pregnant. "Honey, I'm going to the store." I grabbed my keys and sweatshirt and walked out of the house.

I jumped into our beautiful mustang convertible and drove to the pharmacy right down the street. I walked in.

"Hey Molleigh." I said, going up to the cash register. "Guess what." It was awkward looking at her, she's a munchkin.

"What is it Dor?" She was handing a customer a receipt as he walked out.

"Me and Dam fucked the other day… I'm pregnant. Hand me a test" I pointed to the 'Clear-Blue-Digital' behind her.

"This one? Clear Blue Dij is the best one I heard!" She held it up.

"Yeah girl, I heard too." I took it out of her hand. "How much?"

"Twenty nine forty five." She looked at my bump. "Well, that popped up fast now didn't it? Hi!" She waved to it as a joke, laughing a little.

"Yeah, but, my problem? He's black."

"Whoa girl, damn! Black? Why are you dating a colored in the first place?" The said, her voice getting higher pitched.

"Yeah, Damawl. I mean, I love Dami, but I wasn't planning on having his kid…" I paused as another customer walked in. It was my bud, the scarecrow. "Hey skay!"

"Dorothy? Oh golly gee! That's you? Goodness I haven't seen you in nary a time!" He pulled me in for a hug. I felt sick again. I handed Molleigh the money and ran out with my test. I drove back to the random house we ended up in. Without even saying hi to Dam, I stormed into the bathroom and peed on the fucking stick. I waited and waited. Of course, it would say "Pregnant".

Fuck. I'm screwed.