At the hospital, we desperately rushed into Priscilla's room, but she was unconscious. The doctors said that her surgeries went flawlessly and they were just waiting for the anesthesia to wear off for her to wake up.

We looked for Bc and Butch, and found them next to Priscilla's mother on the floor weeping.

Buttercup took us away, and by some fucking odd chance of fucking luck, we ran into Aaron.

''What the fuck happened?!'' He shouted at no one in particular, but I know it was aimed at me.

The look on Buttercups face gave me anxiety, but she took a deep breath and sighed.

''Do you have any idea how far along she was douche-dick?''

Aaron shook his head, ''She told me a month ago. I assumed she wasn't far along because she had just told me and wasn't showing..''

''7 months. Priscilla was fucking 7 months along. The doctors said she wasn't showing because she wasn't eating, on top of the fact that she's diabetic and has cancer, which ultimately killed the baby and almost herself. Your baby was stillborn.'' She said before walking away with Butch.

My jaw dropped, Blossom was trying to fight back the tears, and Brick went after Boomer who had stormed off.

He stood there, frozen, his chiseled jaw jutted out, sweat inching its way down his face, and his eyes were blank.

He stayed in this position for a few minutes before turning his head to face me, and spoke.

''This is all your fucking fault, and if you think I'm ever going to forget that, I fucking won't Bubbles.'' He spat and stormed off to the end of the hall.

I look at Blossom with my jaw still hanging, ''Did he just fucking tell me that?''

''Bubbles calm down, and walk away from the problem please. Take it from BC, being this angry and trying to solve conflict will never end well'' But I ignored her, and went for Aaron.

I trudge over to where he us, and motion for him to come to me, but he just glares at me. I try again, pleading for him to get up and after about 10 minutes of that dance, he finally gets up, and walks away, so I follow him.

I walk behind him cautiously for about 20 minutes before he walks into a room, and of course me being the naïve idiotic bitch that I am, I walk in and close the door behind me.

He looks up at me, with hatred on his face, but a glimmer of something I can't put my finger on.

He began inching closer to me, breathing hard, so I began to spit words out.

''How dare you tell me this is all my fault? How dare you say I killed your baby? All I did was try to put her out of her miser-'' But my words were cut off.

By his lips, pushing onto mine.

I felt the hairs on my neck raise, and my heart felt like it was about to shoot out of my chest.

This went on for a few minutes before I finally pushed him off of me.

Aaron looked at me, and I saw the glimmer in his eyes again. But it's not a glimmer of just one thing. It was lust, lies, betrayal, and love.

We were both breathing hard and fast, and avoided looking into each other's eyes, until neither of us could hold the temptation back anymore.

He knew it better than anyone, I was his forever. For him to take whenever, and however he wanted.

He came back to me, and began to kiss me again, this time slowly and with passion.

His hands wandered all over my body, while I moaned and dig my nails into his soft hair. Right before he was going to take off his boxers, I looked at him long and hard, and I came to the realization of what was happening.

Despite everything Aaron has fucking done today and the past few months, I was here, in this room doing the inexplicable, once again. It's the never ending cycle that will always haunt me. What I'm doing, what I always do, is so despicable, and I fucking know this, but here I am.

Losing myself in the cycle I know like the back of my hand, the cycle I love most, and I didn't care.

Here I was in a hospital room, about to have sex with the man that has ruined multiple lives today, the man that could make me do anything in this world, the man I love, the father of my child.

And you know what?

I fucking let him.