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Post by AMANDA KATRINA TUMLIN on Oct 20, 2012 0:19:31 GMT -5
amanda, well she was so damn confused. she hadn't told anyone but her period was late and she was having a freak fest in her head. the girl just couldn't help herself, it was hard to figure it all out. but she finally got the nerve to tell her grandmother. the yelling began and the blonde wanted to cry but she let the anger take over and she slammed her door and bolted to her car. when she got in, she let the tears fall down her face and she was shaking. finally, the tumlin girl had taken a deep breath and was calm enough to drive. first stop, the drug store. when she got the pregnancy test the girl drove to the only place she could think of. damiens.
even though there was a small possibility that the possible child in her stomach was connors and not his. there was a bigger possibility that it was. plus, she loved the boy. no matter which way she tried to put it, she loved damien and that was that. when she got to his house, she prayed to the god she didn't really believe in that his parents weren't home. that'd be a majorly awkward situation. her eyes puffy from lack of sleep and tears, her makeup was smudged and she looked a hot mess in her lay in bed clothes. sweatpants and a tanktop. she didn't even have a bra on because she was in a hurry to take this test. she went up to damien's apartment and knocked on the door before bouncing on her feet. "damien. answer. i need you!!" her voice was shaky and filled with fear, she didn't know what else to do or who to go to.
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Post by DAMIEN ALEXANDER MICHAELS on Nov 5, 2012 19:58:04 GMT -5
damien had spent most of his night the night before with his little sister, so he was pretty much exhausted. he was laying in his bed, in a light sleep. he didn't normally sleep well, so when he was able to sleep, he cherished it. he didn't know why he didn't sleep well, but he never had apparently. not even as a child. he figured it was insomnia, but he wasn't worried about it. in his opinion, he'd sleep enough when he was dead. so he took advantage of his body rejecting a lot of sleep by living his life the way that he wanted.
so when the knocking on his apartment began and the yelling, it didn't take much for him to wake up. he let out a sigh and rubbed his eyes, before jumping up from his bed and kind of racing to his door when he heard the tone of the familiar girls voice. he opened up the door and looked down at the girl with concern before moving over so she could come inside, "what's wrong, amanda?" he asked, his voice a little groggy from his sleep.
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Post by AMANDA KATRINA TUMLIN on Nov 7, 2012 10:01:48 GMT -5
amanda, had no clue what she was going to do with the child that was possibly growing in her stomach. she prayed that if it was, that it was damiens. the only other guy there was, was connor. and it was once!! she couldn't do that to her best friend, so she'd hide the fact because she was so confused. so, very confused on what to do with her life right now. she was praying to a god she didn't even believe in.
when he opened the door, she just threw her hands around his neck and cried on his shoulder because she was so damn sad. she finally pulled away and gave him a soft kiss and walked inside..."there's a problem." she had to stop being a big baby and she took a deep breath, pulled the test out of the bag and threw it at the floor by his feet. "i might be pregnant..." she shrugged like it was no big deal. she had to get this done, then she can cry some more.
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Post by DAMIEN ALEXANDER MICHAELS on Nov 11, 2012 22:52:00 GMT -5
it was needless to say that damien was quite confused as the girl, who he normally knew as strong, started to cry into his shoulder. he just stood there awkwardly for a moment, before wrapping his arms around her and letting her cry. when she pulled away, he kissed her back before closing the door behind her and leaning against it with his eyes holding a confused look. his eyes went down to the test that was at his feet, before looking up at her, wide eyed.
throwing his hands up, he shook his head and started pacing, his hands moving rapidly, "might be!? there is no fucking might be. there's either, 'hey, damien, i'm pregnant' or 'oh, thank god, i'm not pregnant. woo!' which is it? and how did you figure all of this out?" he said, stopping in front of the test and picking it up, before walking up in front of her.
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