*3 days later*
Ethan:
I went to check the mail, I saw the envelope with my name on it. I remembered I still had one lollipop on my dresser. I got the rest of the mail out and walked back inside. I put the mail on the table, and snuck my envelope up into the bathroom. I turned on the sink so no one would here me open it. I finally got it open and read it:
Mr. Dolan,
According to your results, you have a low sperm count. This means you cannot produce children at a normal rate, and there is less arousal during sexual intercourse. If you have any questions please contact my associates.
—Devon Williams
921-234-5678
I wrote down the numbed, and then hid the envelope at the top of my closet. I couldn't risk anyone seeing this. The news kinda disappointed me, I knew how badly Naomi wanted a child, and I knew how sad she got when I told her I wasn't ready. And that was lies. I knew I had a low sperm count, I found out when I was like eleven. I figured now that I am 20, it would have increased, but not a chance.
I walked over to my bed and literally just fell on it. About an hour later, Naomi came in the room, I wasn't asleep, I just sat there fiddling with the sheet on the bed.
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Naomi:
I walked in our bedroom and I saw Ethan laid across the bed. He looked kinda depressed.
"Hey baby, what's wrong?" I asked
"Nothing." He said, I could hear the tears in his voice.
"Baby, tell me what it is, I'm worried about you!"
"I don't want to talk about it... But will you tell Camilla to come here?"
"Yeah why?"
"I want to talk to her."
"Oh so you'll talk to her, but not your girlfriend?" I crossed my arms and raised my eyebrow.
"Baby, I don't want to fight, will you just tell her to come her?"
"Yeah sure." I walked downstairs.
"Cami?" I called
"Yeah?" She asked
"Ethan wants to talk to you..."
"To me?"
"Yeah."
"Okay."
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Cami:
I walked upstairs to Ethan's room, I knocked on the door.
"Come in!" He said
I walked in his room.
"Nae told me you wanted to talk to me?"
"Yeah..."
"Well... What is it?"
He hesitated, "Well, I don't think... Me and Naomi... Should be together anymore..."
"WHAT?! WHY NOT?!"
"I can't make her happy." He started crying.
"What do you mean?"
"She wants me to give her a child..."
"Yes..." I listened
"She thinks I'm not mentally ready."
"Well that is what you told her."
"No I just said I'm not ready, but the truth is I'm not physically ready."
"What are you talking about?"
"See... I have a low sperm count, and I cannot produce children at a normal rate." He began to sob and fell over in my lap. I began to rub his arm as I started tearing up. We cried for about ten minutes. Then he raised up and hugged me. He whispered in my ear "thank you."
"For what?" I asked
"For listening to me, holding me, and etctera."
"No problem."
His grip got tighter... He finally said, "Cami... I think I love you."
I didn't know what else to say, so I just buried my face in his chest... I stayed like that fir three minutes and then looked back up and chuckled.
"Its the truth." He said. He pushed my shoulders back, until I was laying completely flat on his bed. He kissed me and then he got on top of me. We started making out. I took off his shirt. He was fixing to remove mine when.
Malachi opened the door.
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Malachi:
I opened Ethan's door and saw him on top of Cami.
"What the fvck?!" I said out loud.
He turned around.
"Its not what it looks like!" Cami yelled.
"Don't tell anyone!" Ethan said.
I ran downstairs I- .....
