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Post by chance on Mar 13, 2011 0:25:07 GMT -5
 Chance jumped to his feet, his hands in the air as his light blue eyes were glued to the big screen tv in front of him. He was in the living room watching the football game and the ref had to have been paid off because some of his calls were complete bullshit.
"Are you blind you dumbass!? How could you miss that! That was a damn horse collar! What rule book is this ref goin' by cause I'd love to look at it." he yelled before grumbling and finally sitting back down on the couch. It was a Sunday night and a pretty quiet Sunday night at that. Well beside Chance yelling at the tv every other play.
Finally getting tired of the ref's bullshit he rose to his feet and carried his bowl from the dinner he had eaten into the kitchen before rinsing it off in the sink and putting it in the dishwasher. The house was pretty open so he could still see the tv from the kitchen because there was no walls to seperate the living room and the kitchen. Resing his hands on top of the counter his eyes watched the tv for a bit longer before it switched to a commercial.
As the commercials continued to play he went to the refridgerator and pulled out a bottle of light blue Gatorade before twisting the cap off and taking a swig. He was already dressed for bed wearing his plain white undershirt and a pair of his favorite black basketball shorts. Of course when he actually went to sleep he would strip down to just his boxers but since he had a new sister in the house then he had to be more cautious about wearing more clothes when he wasn't in his room. |
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Post by claire on Mar 13, 2011 0:54:35 GMT -5
Claire had been feeling very sick lately. She was puking everywhere. She practically sat by the toliet all night wanting to lay their dead. Her period was late too. These had all been signs of being prego. Claire wasn't sure if she was or not. She took a test and it came out positive. Without thinking about taking another one she began to freak out. Those silly pregnacy tests sometimes came out wrong. But, Claire being the blonde she is didn't even think about taking another one. It has been about a week before discovering she was pregnat. Of course she knew the dad had to be Chance. She didn't even screw anyone besides him over the last couple of months. Claire wasn't getting big though. She had figured that maybe it would start to show a little bit more over the last couple of weeks. Claire knew she needed to tell Chance. She was just so scared. But, he did have a right to know. Especially if he was going to be the father.
Claire began to cry slightly as she exited out of her condo. Her make-up smudged as she cried softly. A small sniffle came from her nose as she whipped her tears off her cheeks. Her green eyes looked around before sliding into her car. She turned on the car. Claire turned on the radio. It began to play quietly. Claire sobbed for about 5 minutes in her car. Her head rested on the steering wheel. Finally, she took off without trying to cry. Chance would probably think that she just wanted some considering it was late and she normally came over to be his fuck buddy. This time, it was far more important and serious. Claire was beyond scared of what Chance would think. Thats why she had been holding it off for a while. But, it was time to get the secrete off her chest.
Claire had her blonde hair down and straightened. It had a cute braid like Lauren did so often to her hair. Her make-up was a bit smudged and messed up from crying earlier. Her eyes began to stop swelling and faded to a slight pink. Claire had on a pair of grey sweats, a black tank top, and a pink victoria secrete jacket on. She wore a pair of flip flops on her feet. Claire removed a strand of hair out of her face. She looked at herself in the mirror for a second. "God, I look fucking awful." She thought. Claire shrugged not really giving a damn what she really looked liked. She had way more important things on her mind at the moment.
Claire had finally arrived to the oh so fimilar mansion. She turned off the car. Claire sat in it for a couple of minutes before conviencing herself it was time for Chance to know. She headed up to his door. Claire wasn't in the mood for waiting outside for him to get the door. He was probably just watching tv or something anyways. She kind of figured he wouldn't mind if she walked in. Claire tried not to cry and remain as calm as she could be. She opened the door quietly. Claire shut it behinde her gently. Her green eyes looked around for Chance. "Chance?"Claire spoke softly hoping he could hear her.
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Post by chance on Mar 13, 2011 2:18:48 GMT -5
Chance was still pissed about the football game and he twisted the cap back onto his Gatorade bottle and prepared to head back tot he living. Just as he made it around to the other side of the kitchen island he heard the sound of his front door opening and then closing once more. Confused he furrowed his eyebrows and tilted his head a bit, unable to see the door from where he was. Alexa was in her room he was pretty sure and he knew he would have heard if she left though that was unlikely since she didn't have a car.
Finally giving up on guessing who it could be he turned the corner into the foyer to see Claire standing in front of the door. He was surprised to see her though not as much since her last visit when she had shown up to his house and seduced him then blown him off then seduced him then blown him off then finally screwed him. He had learned not to put anything past her anymore. As he took a couple of steps towards her, closing the gap in between them he smiled and stretched his arms out as if to hug her but stopped as he saw her face.
"What's wrong?" he asked, concern on his face as he set his Gatorade bottle down on a nearby table. His light blue gaze turned to look at her once more and concern was clear in his eyes as he waited for her to speak. Closing the rest of the space between them he put his hands on her upper arms, trying to look her in the eyes so he could try and read her expression to get some clue as to why it looked like she had been crying and why she was showing up at his house this late at night. |
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Post by claire on Mar 13, 2011 11:54:37 GMT -5
Claire looked up at Chance trying not to cry and to remain steady. She looked towards the living room then back at Chance. "Before I tell you anything, you might want to sit down." Claire suggested. She walked into the living room slowly. Then she sat down softly on his comfy couch. There was no turning back at this point of telling Chance. He was about to find out maybe one of the biggest news of his life. Claire and Chance were about to be parents. At least thats what she thought. Claire wasn't really sure how he would react. Claire already knew she was breaking down. This would ruin her life forever. She was only 20 years old. Claire wouldn't be able to live her drinking partying acting life style she had been living. She had enough money to take care of the kid and so did Chance. It was the fact of being parents. They probably weren't even going to be together if they had the kid. But, it would bring them alot closer, possibly. This was really unexpected alright.
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Post by chance on Mar 13, 2011 21:55:07 GMT -5
Chance considered trying to guess what was wrong but finally decided against it as he didn't want to freak himself out over all of the things that could possibly be wrong. He decided it would be a good idea to just wait and see what she had to tell him. When she told him to sit down his mind when crazy as it started to go through all of the bad options that could have happened but he forced it to stop and followed her into the living room and sat down on the couch beside her.
Reaching over and grabbing the remote he clicked off the tv and turned to face her. His light blue eyes looked at her, trying to see into her eyes so he could figure out what was going on but she avoided his eye contact. Finally giving up he tilted his head a bit, concern still in his eyes as he waited for her to continue.
"What's wrong?" he asked her again when they had been sitting there for a bit and she still hadn't said anything. |
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Post by claire on Mar 14, 2011 18:02:59 GMT -5
Claire looked into Chances eyes. A salty droplet fell from her eyes. She broke eye contact and looked down at the floor before saying anything. Claire was scared and wasn't sure how Chance was going to react. She sighed quietly from under her lips. Claire's eyes met Chance's once more. She tried to speak but nothing came out. She had been thinking of how to explain. Claire wasn't sure fi she should just come out and say it or explain how this happened. What happened was they fucked and now they were going to be parents. Claire's tongue felt dry as if it was a desert. Her eyes swelled red and were puffy from all her sobbing. "Chance, were going to be parents." Claire spoke softly. She was breaking down right in front of Chance. if she wasn't freaking out she would have felt like an idiot. At this point she didn't care. Claire was at her breaking point. Her hands began to shake nervously as she waited for Chance to reply. Her eyes remained locked on his. Claire spoke again, "I'm sorry that I ruined your life forever." She said wiping her tears away. But, they just kept coming and coming. Claire had no clue what to really do she just sat their crying.
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Post by chance on Mar 14, 2011 19:09:11 GMT -5
When she finally spoke, Chance just furrowed his eyebrows as if he didn't understand what she had said. He was about to ask how that could have happened but his mind quickly reminded him of their late night rendevous and he remebered. His light blue eyes shifted to look down at the ground and he just stared off, trying to process everything he had just been told. He wasn't sure what to do or say. Leaning back against the couch, he put his hands to face, covering his mouth for a moment, still unable to believe it all.
Finally he broke out of the trance he was in and his gaze shifted from staring off into space to look at her. She was in tears and was sobbing and he scooted towards her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her to his muscular chest as he hugged her close.
"It's not your fault. . . it's mine. . ." he started, trailing off as he furrowed his eyebrows once more, his mind taking him back to the night they had slept together. She had come on to him in the beginning sure but she hadn't wanted to have sex with him yet he had persisted. He was to blame for all of this.
"I'm not gonna leave you. . ." he added, knowing that if or when the press found out about this that they would tear him and her to pieces. Sure they could take it as a positive thing like some celebrity pregnancies were taken but those were the ones that were pregnant with their husband/boyfriend's kid. Hell, him and Claire weren't even dating and had kept their physical relationship on the down low to avoid this kind of stuff. But it didn't matter now. |
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Post by claire on Mar 14, 2011 19:35:58 GMT -5
Claire looked at Chance. She knew exactly what was going through his mind. How could they be so dumb. They should have not been fooling around like this. She felt like an idiot. At least he wasn't the one that had to squeeze it out of a whole smaller then a lemon. Claire laid her blonde head on his shoulder as he held her close. The tears began to fade away. "Chance, its both of our faults. Not just one. It takes 2 to do this not just one." Claire spoke softly. Then he said he wouldn't leave her. A small smile came across her face. "I love you." Claire admitted as she looked up into Chance's eyes. That had been the first time she had ever told Chance that she loved him. Claire hoped it wouldn't have freaked him out. But, she had nothing to loose if she had already lost it all.
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Post by chance on Mar 14, 2011 19:46:05 GMT -5
Chance sighed deeply as she spoke once more, smiling a little when she said that it was both of their faults. He wished things hadn't come to this. He hated to see Claire crying and in pain, especially when he couldn't do anything to help. She was one of his best friends and he considered her to be like a sister. Well besides the whole hooking up part. He didn't want to see her get hurt and her she was hurting and it was partially his fault.
When she said she loved him he was a little surprised and wasn't sure if she was being serious or if she was just saying it because she was really emotional right then. He considered saying it back to her but he knew that he didn't feel the same kind of love for her that she seemed to feel for him. He loved her like a sister while he was guessing she loved him like more than a friend and not in a brotherly way. He rested his cheek on top of her head for a moment until she looked up into his eyes, waiting to see what he would say in return.
"I love you too Claire but I don't know if we are both talking about the same kind of love. . ." he replied, his voice soft as he spoke. His light blue eyes looked at her for a moment before he looked off, a sad look in his eyes. He hoped she wouldn't be upset that he didn't feel the same way about her. He just didn't want to lie to her. |
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Post by claire on Mar 15, 2011 20:23:14 GMT -5
Claire looked up at him. She wasn't mad at him for not saying it back. She completely understood. She wasn't even sure if she loved him like that. Claire had been an emotional wreck. Her blue eyes looked forward then back at Chance. Claire scooted off the couch and stood up. "I'll be back I need to go use the restroom."Claire said while wiping a tear off her cheek. She had stopped crying at last. She headed towards the bathroom to go pee. But, by surprise suddenly she knew she wasn't pregnant anymore.
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Post by chance on Mar 16, 2011 0:19:48 GMT -5
When she didn't seem mad at him or anything for not saying it back he was a little relieved but not much. He still knew that he was gonna have a hell of a nine months and even harder time after that. Leaning back into the couch, he put his hands to his eyes and rubbed his face, his body suddenly feeling completely exhausted and worn out. He didn't know what he was going to do anymore.
When she went to the bathroom he collapsed into the couch, laying down on the cushions while his light blue eyes stared up at the ceiling. He didn't know if he was ready to be a father. After all he had his career and of course she had hers so how would they be able to find time to raise a child? A loud sigh escaped his lips and he closed his eyes for a moment, rubbing his forehead as he tried to think of what to do.
Abortion? Adoption? There were always choices but nothing was making sense to him right now. And Claire would be the one to supremely decide what happened to the baby since she was the one that would have to carry it for nine months and such. Suddenly things seemed a lot harder. |
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Post by claire on Mar 16, 2011 20:03:39 GMT -5
Claire came out of the bathroom with a relieved smile spread across her face. She shuffled her way back into the living room were Chance looked as though he was sleeping he wasn't though. Claire sat on the edge of the couch. Her eyes watched Chance for a slight second. A soft smile crossed her face. "I started. Were not going to be parents!"Claire screeched with excitement. Although, they weren't going to be parents Claire was a bit sad. Chance actually seemed like he was going to help take care of it. And it would probably bring them closer. Their relationship was complicated and hard to understand. Claire sure as hell didn't understand much of it. Claire gazed at Chance with a slight smile.
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Post by chance on Mar 16, 2011 22:28:35 GMT -5
When he heard the bathroom door open he sighed and kept his eyes closed for a moment. When she sat down on the arm on the couch above his head he opened his light blue eyes, defeat and sadness in them as he looked up at her. A surprised look swept across his face when he saw her smiling when just a second ago she had been crying. When she explained Chance sighed a huge sigh of relief, putting his hands above his head and closing his eyes for a moment.
Sitting up he sat on the couch near her and couldn't help but let a smile slid across his face. That was a huge weight off his shoulders. Not that he didn't want to be a father but he sure as hell wasn't ready for that yet. |
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Post by claire on Mar 19, 2011 13:48:48 GMT -5
Claire looked at Chance with a slight smile on her face. She had forgotten how late it was. "I should probably go now."Claire said as her head turned towards the door then back at Chance. She kind of didn't want to leave but she had too. Claire did just start and she needed to go take care of her business. A silent sight escaped from her lips. Her smile faded as she looked at him for a slight second. She realized that they were more like brother and sister then a relationship type. It was just weird that they were physically attracted to him. Claire wish she could have taken it all back now. It was fun while it was lasted but she really needed to grow up from such childish things. She had planned on just forgetting like none of this really had happened. Claire waited for Chance's response as she stood up from the couch she had just been sitting on.
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Post by chance on Mar 22, 2011 0:48:02 GMT -5
When she suggested that she should probably leave and then headed towards the front door he nodded before hauling himself off of the couch. He went over to her and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against his muscular chest.
"I'm sorry. . ." he whispered softly in ear before letting go of her enough so he could look down at her face. A sad look was in his eyes as he gazed at her, realizing all the trouble he had caused. If he would have just left her alone and accepted the fact that they weren't going to be friends with benefits anymore instead of suggesting they do it one last time then they would have never ended up in this mess. |
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