A tiny muttered "Fuck" escaped her lips as her eyes focused on Randy and the expression on his face. He stood not far away from her, tilting his head to the side, color drained out of his face as he opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

She bit her lip hard, taking a deep breath; however, she also was not able to speak. They stood like that for ages, her eyes watching his expressions change from stunned to worried to thinking. She could almost sense what was going through his mind.

*Is she kidding?*

*That can't be.*

*How?*

*Pregnant?*

*What if she's lying?*

Until what seemed like an eternity, he finally found the strength to talk, even though his voice was barely noticeable, cracking with every word he spoke.

"Are you… are you... sure?"

Tammy looked down at the floor, tears about to spill as she slowly nodded her head, whispering.

"I've been at the doc last week. Two…" She shuddered, wrapping her arms around her own waist, sniffling as she looked up at him again. "Two months by now."

He swallowed loudly, legs shaking, looking as if he's about to pass out. His hand grabbed for the wall, trying to steady himself, breathing heavily, almost hyperventilating. His heartbeat drumming in his own ears, fast and unsteady.

"I… you… but… how?"

She studied his reactions, partly disappointed, partly angry on how he took it. Hands balled into fists, she looked down again, words now coming out in sobs.

"How?… Are you kidding me?… How?… Just think a bit Randy!… Are you really… that stupid? Think about… Think about how many times WE didn't use any protection cause it couldn't go fast enough."

Her mood changed all of a sudden, from being sorry for telling him like that to being frustrated about him asking such a question.

"I…"

Randy gulped, taking deep breaths to regain his control, to regain his consciousness. He looked over at her, concern in his eyes, but more for himself than for her and the baby.

"I can't… we can't do that. You can't have that baby. She… she'll kill me if she finds out. She's going to take Alana away from me forever."

His eyes were cold now, almost showing no emotion at all anymore, color back in his face, body steadied against the wall.

Tammy thought she did not hear right. Her head snapped back up, face pale, eyes darkened. Her fists clenched, jaw tightening, blood rushing to her head in an instant as her body began trembling in anger.

"Are you… are you FUCKING SERIOUS? HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT? HOW CAN YOU FUCKING BASTARD SAY THAT TO ME? I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME! I THOUGHT I MEANT SOMETHING TO YOU! HOW CAN YOU SERIOUSLY SUGGEST TO GET RID OF THE BABY…? OF OUR BABY?"

She walked closer towards him with every word, whole body stiffening and he was seriously scared for his own life by now. He had never seen her that angry, never seen her that furious, that devastated. Backing against the wall, he suddenly regretted the words that left his mouth only minutes ago. His eyes narrowed on Tammy getting closer and closer, face red with anger, blood boiling inside of her until she was finally only inches away, her hand suddenly connecting with his right cheek. The slap was hard, loud, his head snapping to the side by the impact her hand made.

"I GAVE UP ALMOST EVERYTHING FOR YOU. I DESIRED YOU. I WANTED YOU. I AM FUCKING ADDICTED TO YOU… and I…" the sobs came back as she collapsed down onto her knees, hands fisting the carpet beneath her, head lowering, whole body shaking.

"I loved you, Randy."

His hand rubbed the spot she hit, feeling the stinging pain of it. He deserved it. He knew he did as soon as the words left his mouth. Hearing the sobs, he finally risked to look at her, seeing her trembling frame on the carpet, kneeling there with her head down, sobbing, shaking. Tears filled his eyes in a sudden, mind running on overload as he tried to decide what would be best to do.

Tammy tried to breathe steadily, tried to stop sobbing, tried to be brave enough to look up again, but she could not. She did not want to. She was tired of being strong, of being brave, being the one to give in.

And as soon as she heard the door slam shut, she knew she could not do it anymore.

She did not need to look up anymore. She knew he was gone, possibly forever.

Breaking down on the floor rolling up to a sobbing bundle, she let the tears flow, let all her emotions out, and let her mind wander.

Sorry, it's short, I know... but I didn't really know where to go in this chapter... I just let it flow. Thanks BOOKY for the help with it and for the ideas for my next two chapters. It's be Randy's POV first and then Tammy's POV... hope you enjoyed anyways!

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