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Jeremy was eating his breakfast. He didn't really have any appetite, but the baby needed food, so he ate anyways. Yesterday still seems unreal, but he already has strong feeling for the baby. For his baby. He smiles and strokes his tummy. Then he sighs. It's Tyler's baby too, and he's going to tell him today. He's really nervous. Will Tyler even believe him? Probably not. Elena comes down and strokes his tummy too.
"How are my two favourite Gilberts today?" she asks and smiles. Jeremy smiles too.
"We're good, but nervous. I'm going to tell Tyler today." He swallows.
"If he doesn't support you in this, I'll kick his ass!" She says and pats his head.
"Just try it, he's too strong…" Jeremy says and smiles. Tyler was at least strong when he carried Jeremy all the way to his room the night they had slept together. Elena grins.
"Why do you look like a schoolgirl with a crush when you say that?" she teases.
"I do not!" Jeremy says and starts to chase her around the room until he throws up at the floor. "I'm sorry Elena, I didn't mean to…" But she cuts him off.
"Don't worry; I'll take care of this. Go and brush your teeth and then I'll drive you to Tyler. Do you want me come with you?"
"No, I think it'll be best if I tell him alone. But thanks anyway."
Jeremy's standing on Tyler porch and knocks on the door. His heart beats faster and faster when he hears footsteps draw near. Elena has already driven away. Tyler opens the door.
"What are you doing here Gilbert?" he asks and sounds annoyed. Jeremy swallows.
"Tyler, we have to talk…" he begins, but Tyler cuts him off.
"Jeremy, I thought we were clear on the point that it was a mistake!"
"Yeah, we were clear but…." He is interrupted again.
"Don't come here and tell me that you've got feelings for me, please!" Tyler says in a mocking tone.
"TYLER! Shut the fuck up and let me in 'cuz this is serious! I need to talk with you about some real serious stuff! Okay?" He screams. Tyler looks shocked, but lets him in. "I would never get feelings for you by the way" he says when he's inside the house. "Is someone else here?" Tyler shakes his head. "Good. Now, is there somewhere we can sit down and talk?" Tyler nods and leads the way to a small couch.
"I don't know if you've noticed, but I've been sick for a little time…"
"I've noticed." Tyler says and Jeremy's heart skips a beat. Tyler looks at him. "You were gone from school for almost a month, everyone noticed, so wipe that goofy smile off your face" Jeremy hadn't noticed that he smiled, and quickly stops.
"Well, what I came to say is that I was at the hospital and they did some tests…" Tyler's eyes widen.
"Oh God, you got STDs! And me too… and Linda! Or did I get it from Michelle and gave it to you? Oh, fuck! What are we going to do? We should've used protection!" Tyler finally quiets down.
"It's not STDs, Tyler, but you're right on one point; we should've used protection."
"I don't get it, what are you talking about?" Tyler looks confused at him.
"Tyler, the doctor said that I got some female organs in me and… now I'm pregnant…" Jeremy whispers the last part, put he know Tyler heard it in the dead silent room. Tyler starts to laugh.
"That was a good one, man!" he says and keeps laughing. Jeremy gets irritated.
"Tyler, I'm not joking with you! I'm pregnant – look!" He shouts, stands up and pull his shirt up so Tyler can see his little bulge.
"Don't think you can fool me just because you are getting fat, Gilbert! You can't be pregnant, you're a guy!"
"With female organs!" Both boys are standing up now, glaring at each other.
"Prove it!" Tyler hisses.
"How?" Jeremy asks. Tyler is leaving the room and winks for Jeremy to follow. They walk into a bathroom. Tyler takes down a little package and gives it to Jeremy. It's a pregnancy test. Without a word Tyler leaves the room. Jeremy locks the door and read the instructions. Pee on the stick and wait for 5 minutes blah blah blah if the stick has a pink plus sign it is positive… Alright, sounds easy Jeremy thinks and does as the instructions say. He wait for five minutes and there it is; the little pink plus. He comes out from the bathroom and holds up the stick in front of Tyler so he can see the plus sign.
"Trust me now?" Jeremy asks, annoyed. But Tyler shakes his head.
"You must've juggled it. It can't be true!" He says. Jeremy sighs and pulls out his phone from his pocket. He dials the number to the doctor and puts on high speaker.
"Dr Cunningham speaking, how may I help you?"
"Hey Doctor, it's Jeremy Gilbert."
"Oh, Good day Mr Gilbert, is there something wrong? Have you decided yet if you want to… go through with your pregnancy?" Jeremy looks at Tyler, who's staring at the phone with big eyes.
"Well, I'm still thinking, but I'm calling because I'm standing here with the father of the baby, you're on high speaker by the way, and he refuses to believe me. So, could you tell him?"
"Eh… may I know your name, sir? It would be easier to speak with you then."
Tyler says "No!" at the same time that Jeremy says "Tyler." Tyler looks angrily at him. "Jeremy, what the fuck?" he shouts. Jeremy sighs. "Oh, just shut up Tyler…" he says and rolls his eyes.
"Um… okay, Tyler. I know it may seem impossible, Mr Gilbert didn't believe it first either, but it's true. Mr Gilbert… may I call you Jeremy?"
"Yeah, sure."
"Okay, where was I? Oh right, Jeremy have some female organs inside of him, and instead of having a vagina, the way to his uterus goes through his anal. So when you had anal sex, he got pregnant"
"Wait, wouldn't he have period?" Tyler asks and looks suspiciously at Jeremy.
"He doesn't, and we don't know why, we don't have the answers to everything. But now you know, Tyler, that it's true. You boys should talk about this more with each other now, have a nice day!"
The doctor hangs up. Tyler and Jeremy looks at each other. "Okay, I believe you, but so what? Do you expect me to be 'daddy of the year'?" Tyler says and looks sarcastically at him. The words hit Jeremy like a thorn. Tyler wouldn't support him. Tyler doesn't even care! He feels tears burning in his eyes.
"No, I don't expect anything from you! You got it in your genes to be a douchebag-father, so you could never be the 'daddy of the year'!" Jeremy says and storms of. He feels the sickness growing in his throat when he's walking fast through the Lockwood garden to come to the road. How damn big is it really? The tears are streaming down his cheeks now. Damn Tyler, damn his fucking dick too! Damn this fucking baby! He stops. Did he just damn his little miracle? He strokes his tummy. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it! It's nothing wrong with you; you just got a douchebag-father." He sniffs. "I love you" he says and pat his tummy. Then he calls Elena, and she picks him up.
"How did it go?" she asks and looks at Jeremy's half-dried tears.
"He's not supportive." He whispers. Elena takes his hand in hers and holds it tight. The drive home is silent, the only sound came from Jeremy – the dried tears itched and he scratched his face. As soon as they arrived home Jeremy goes to his room and sleeps for a couple of hours.
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Tyler looked at the door, it was still open after Jeremy had slammed it open and disappeared. It was swaging back and forth by the wind. Jeremy's words were still hurting deep inside him. But he was probably right, Tyler would be a horrible father, it's in his genes. He slowly gets up from the couch and closes the door. He feels empty and sad. He should support Jeremy in this, but he just can't grab the fact that he's pregnant. He's still 100% man in Tyler's eyes. Tyler goes to a mirror and stares on his reflection for a long time. How much percent man is he, if he can't even support the guy having his baby? 40%? Less? He's probably not even a man, rather a mouse. He feels the hate fill him when he looks at his reflection. He smashes the mirror, and his hand is now bleeding and full with broken glass. He deserves it. He's a fucking mouse! He drags out the glass from his hand and wires a towel around it. He'll heal soon. "And tomorrow, you will visit Gilbert and talk about this… pregnancy, right Tyler?" he mumbles to himself.
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Hope you liked it, sorry if the chapter is too short, but I need more inspiration… How do you get inspiration, really? Can't seem to get any V.V R&R!