David's POV
Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! My mind was screaming. No way, no possible way that could happen. At all. How was she pregnant? I mean, i know she did it with Dimitri, but come on. They are both dhampirs! They couldn't possibly have kids together! But it happened, and now I have to be the father of a kid that isn't even mine. Great, just great. I can see why Rose was angry with Lissa. This is just way to much for me. Just then my phone rang. Sheryl. Oh shit.
"Hello?" I asked.
"David! Whats up?" she asked. Sheryl was my ex-girlfriend, but she still thinks we are together, which is stupid. Because I broke up with her about, two years ago. I could imagine her examining her nails right about now, or something of that sort.
"Nothing Sheryl, listen, I can't talk right now, I'm in a crisis."
"Did you not get the job at the academy?" she asked.
"No, I got it. But there are some things here going on that is to bad. I really, really can't talk right now."
"Did you knock up a girl again David?"
"No! Sheryl. I don't do that. Anymore."
"Well, you did with me."
"You were easy Sheryl. You were the slut of the school. When I realized that, then I broke up with you."
"So, Dave. You wanna go out sometime. We haven't be spending a lot of time together lately. Well, ever since you got that job at St. Vladimirs Academy." she asked, not listening to a word I said.
"Sheryl I-" a knock at the door. "Shit, Sheryl, I can't talk right now. I. Have. A. Problem. I. Gotta. Go."
"Love you to babe, see you at 'The Grill' tomorrow at 7:00 pm." I hung up. Yeah, uh, right. I answered the door. Christian was standing there, crossing his arms.
"Dude, you are in sooo much trouble."
"Why?"
"Christy is freaking out. Is she like, PMSing or something?"
"Uh, no. Why do you want to know?"
"Beacuse she's sitting on a bench cryingher eyes out, did you do something to her?"
"No, I didn't."
"Doesn't seem like that with her."
"Christian, man, I'm sorry. I can't talk right now."
"Why not?"
"Because this crazy ex-girlfriend of mine is harrasing me, okay?"
"Oh, geesh. That sucks."
"Yeah, it does."
"Why don't you just ignore her? I do that with almost everybody that gets on my nerves. That, and getting drunk."
"I don't drink." I said, trying to get Christian to get out of the way so I could see Rose.
"Really man? It's awesome."
"Yeah, till the hang over."
"Eh, no one cares."
"Christian, really, I gotta go man."
"Alright, but we are not done here man. Got it?"
"Yeah, got it. Wait, Chrsitian, are you drunk?"
"How'd you guess?"
"Nevermind. Why don't you go sober up in your dorm or something."
"Alright man. Peace out hippie guard."
I shook my head and headed after Christy, hoping I could find her in time.
Christy's POV
Oh God! I'm going to kill Lissa. I was crying on a bench, I don't know why I was on this particular bench, then I remembered it was the same bench that sprained my ankle. Ah, good times.
"Christy!" Lissa called.
"I'm sorry, Christy is not here, if you'd like to leave a message say 1 or wait for the tone. If you'd like to send a numerite page press 2. Beeep." I said, sitting absoultuly still.
"Uh, Christy, I'm reall sorry. Really, I am. Please, please understand that it just slipped and that I was joking. Please forgive me Christy. Please."
"Beep." I said, then waited. I then pulled out my phone. "Oh! A new message, I wonder who that is from?" I said, then paused. "You have one new message. 'Uh, Christy, I'm really sorry. Really, I am. Please, please understand that it just slipped and that I was joking. Please forgive me Christy. Please.'" I said, in the best Lissa voice I could. "If you'd like to save this message, say 1, if you would like to delete this message say 7." Pause. "Seven." Another pause. "Your message has been deleted. You have no more messages. Main menu." I stopped and looked at her. Shaking my head, more tears came.
"Christy, please, please!" I kept shaking my head, and she walked away, I coulld see tears running down her face as well. I cried a little more till I saw David. Oh, no. David. More tears. Crap!
"Christy, hey, uh, Kirova wants to see you." David said.
"Why?"
"Because the weekend is ending, and you need to get your schedule, you need to start your classes." Oh, yeah, my Moroi classes.
"Oh, yeah, of course." I walked away, wiping the last of my tears away, lucky it was a little cold, because my cheeks were red, well, only a little. I got my schedule and headed inside me and Lissa's dorm room. They placed me in her room after Natalie had become Strigoi in the beginning of the year, and I needed a room. Just then my phone rang. Oh come on! it was Lissa.
"Hello?"
"Christy! We have a serious problem!"
"Well, what is it? Come on don't be shy, spill it!"
"Okay. Christy. I'm pregnant to!" she said excitedly. I froze.
"Whose baby is it?"
"Who do you think it is? Christian's of course!"
"Wow, that's awesome Lissa." I said half-heartedly, but she didn't seem to notice, shes jsut so dang happy.
"Can you believe it? What if I have a boy and you a girl, or the other way around? Our kids could have kids together!"
"Yeah Lissa, sounds great." I said. "i gotta go, I'm not feeling to well."
"Okay." she sounded dissapointed. "We'll take later."
"Yeah, sure Liss." I answered her, hanging up. Just then I had to run to the bathroom as I puked my guts up. Ugh, nine months is gonna be tough.