Chapter 20! Oh yeah!

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I warn you now, it's might be depressing.

2D P.O.V

"Murdoc…" I gulped. He looked me in the eyes. They seemed brighter than usual. There was trust shining in his eyes. I couldn't break it, not yet.

"Yeah 2D?"

"Err.. I feel sick again!" I didn't even have to lie that time. I really did feel sick. Muds rolled and quickly grabbed the can that was by the bed. I took it gratefully. After the bucket was half way filled I placed it back on the ground. If the baby wasn't Murdoc's I didn't want it. Hell, I didn't even know if I wanted it if it was Mud's. I had a feeling that I would be a horrible father. I flopped back on the bed, and let out a groan. I gasped when an idea attacked my brain, but I felt horrible as soon as I thought about it. Abortion pills. The magic pill that would save me from this hell. I would just tell Murdoc that I had the flu or something that would explain the throwing up… but I would be killing. Murdering. It's wasn't like I' haven't done it before, but this time it would be on purpose. Was I really that cold hearted, and selfish? Yes.

"Muds, could you leave me alone for a bit, I'm just really tired." this time I was lying. My brain was to active with thoughts of legal murder, to even comprehend sleeping.

"Sure." he said and placed a soft kiss on my forehead. I shivered from is touch.

"Love you." he whispered. I closed my eyes and nodded my head. He wouldn't love me if he knew what was really happening. I grabbed onto his hand.

"I love you too Murdoc. I always will." I said with my eyes still closed. I released his hand and allowed him to leave my room. I waited thirty minuets, then finally whipped out my phone. My fingers were a blaze, pressing the string of memorized numbers that belonged to a taxi service. Our conversation was short and to the point.

"Someone will be there within fifteen minuets."

"Thank you." I said and pushed the off button on my device. I sighed and swung my legs over the side of the bed. The gray jacket that hung over my head bored, was soon placed on my back. I moved to the door and turned out the lights before I opened it, so I wouldn't alarm Murdoc of my leaving. I moved from the room into the unforgiving cold world outside. My breath came out in transparent puffs of smoke. My feet carried me to the front side of Kong. I took a seat on the frozen steps, and waited for my promised ride. Just on time the yellow car rolled up, I cussed when it honked. Idiot. My stiff joints caused me to run with an awkward limp. I finally made it and popped open the backdoor.

"Uhh, could you take me to the closest clinic please?" I asked before he could ask me for my destination. He grunted in reply, and took off. This was the second time I was in a car, without anyone knowing, just to get some damn pills. I forced myself not to think about it. Everything was going to be fine 2D you're just over reacting. I breathed and placed my face in my hands. I tried to relax my body, but I was uncomfortable and on edge. Every time the driver would make any kind of sound I would jump. Soon we pulled up to a pure white building. I took a shaky breath.

"Thanks… Could you wait right here, I should be right out." my hands burned from the cold when they made contact with the metal door. I flipped my hood, and drew the strings tight to hide my hair and eyes. This didn't need to pop up in some magazines. I moved to the door and entered slowly. The waiting room was filled with all kinds of people. Women and men, teens and elderly. My feet carried me to the front desk where a man in scrubs addressed me. I kept my eyes down.

"May I help you sir?" I cleared my throat.

"Yes…" I was starting to have a mini panic attack. What the hell was I doing? Saving my relationship with Murdoc, that's what. Deep breath.

"Could I get an… abortion pill please?" I said with a low voice. He nodded.

"Could I see some I.D please?" I pulled out my underused drivers licenses, and handed it to the deep voiced man. I looked up just enough to see his eyes grow wide when he saw who I was. I sighed. His eyes returned to normal size.

"I'll be right back." he said, and handed my the back plastic card. I shoved it back in my pocket before anyone else could see it. He returned a few seconds later with a white bag in his hand.

"Okay, in here is a bottle of pills. Take one as soon as you get home, and take the other tomorrow morning." he instructed me, I nodded at his words.

"Thanks." I said before taking the bag. I turned on my heels, I speed walked out the door. The taxi was still waiting for me on the concrete parking lot.

"Could you take me back to Kong please?" I said, and hid the white bag of magic in my jacket. The driver nodded his head and took off down the street. I felt nothing, maybe it was the cold, but my brain was totally numb. My deep breathing filled the car. The bag was being held so close to me body. The pills would kill the baby not me. I wasn't a murder, the pills were. I was lying even to myself. As soon as Kong came into view I opened the door.

"Hey!" yelled the driver. I flipped my wallet open and threw some bills at him.

"Thanks!" I called to him before I ran to my room. I wasn't even trying to be quiet anymore. I slammed into my door with a bang.

"Shit." I fought with the doorknob until it decided to let me inter my room. Lights flooded the pitch black room, and I rushed to the bathroom. The bag slipped from under my jacket and landed on the floor with a thud that rang in my ears. I was so frantic. I was having a hard time controlling my breathing. I torn into the bag and uncovered the pill bottle that held my salvation. My hands were shaking. My fingers pushed down and twisted on the lid so that it would pop open.

"2D? What are you doing?" a gruff voice asked with shock buried in it. I was okay with not crying up until then. I sank to my knees and dumped the two pills out into my hands. Before I could bring it up to my mouth, hand was on my wrist.

"Stop." he said calmly. How was he so calm when I was having an anxiety attack on the floor. He took the orange bottle from my hands and read the label. I couldn't look at him. I let my face sink into the rug.

"2D? What the hell…" his voice was distant. I was crying puddles into the soft fabric under me.

"What the hell 2D!" he said somewhat angry. His hand was still around my wrist but my body was limp.

"I'm so sorry Murdoc, I'm so sorry."

"Why the fuck are you even do this!? Our baby 2D, we're going to do this together." I shook my head.

"You'll leave me!" I cried. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me up.

"Why would I leave you 2D? You're perfect…" he said holding me.

"I don't know if it's yours…" I said so softly I doubted he heard me.

"Humm?"

"I don't know if it's yours!" I screamed, and tumbled back down to the floor.

"Alec… we had sex, and I forgot the damn condom!" I said hysterically. My back arched, I cried into my hands. He was quite for a long while. Probably thinking of were to dispose our bodies.

"Damnit 2D!" he finally roared. His arm drew back and flung the bottle across the small bathroom.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!? Is it me? Are you tired of me 2D? Did I do something wrong?" he was pulling at his hair.

"No! I swear I love you Murdoc!"

"I don't think you really do. If you did this wouldn't have happened!"

"I love you."

"Shut up!" his foot shot back and slammed into my leg. I cried out in pain.

"Stop."

"Make me." another blow made contact with me arm. I could feel it swelling already. I was breathing heavy.

"So what's your excuse 'D? Were you too drunk? Were you high as fuck? Did he rape you?" I started crying harder, because it was none of those things. I was just a slutty horndog…

"I'm so sorry."

"Fuck you." he said before leaving me in the cold bathroom all alone. I would run out of tears soon. I found the two pills hiding under the rug. I considered just taking them, but there was no point now, Murdoc knew. I sighed and dumped them in the toilet. I wondered if Murdoc would ever take me back… or if he even left me. Maybe if the child was his we would be okay? My back was resting on the ground, and my eyes were focused ahead. I was counting the water spots on the ceiling. I felt like vomiting again, but held it back. I was tired of being sick, I was tired of being pregnant, I was tired of hurting people. I was just tired.

Do you guys hate me yet? First the cliffhanger, now this! Ugh, I bet I'm annoying! ^_^

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