to be with danger

I'm not..... am I?

To the doctors office, type sat with his arms wrapped up be starting and hard at the floor to be shaking his head. Taking in a deep breath he closed his eyes to remember a few hours prior when he was forced to lose his virginity.
Type flexed his jaw in anger.
Should have punched that son of a bitch! All I did was just shove him away has we both came to then run. Fuck! Should have.....
Type then popped his eyes open to then lift his head up to look over the doctor has they came in to be looking to there clip board to dart there eyes over the results..
Type gulped has they came fully in to keep eyeing the paper.
"Am I......... Pregnant!?" He shouted a bit.
The doctor looked up with a widened brow to then shake his head.
"No you are not."
Type blew out his breathe in relief.
The doctor then looked back to the paper.
"However you are now sexually active?"
Type gritted his teeth to then sign.
"Mm...."
The doctor nodded to then write.
Type then looked back up to him.
"What are you writing?"
"Are you going to have more unprotected sex?"
Type signed.
"No."
"That's what I thought. Was this act consensual or not?"
Type turned his head to make a face to remember a bit from it.
"Don't want to talk about it."
The doctor then stopped writing to eye up.
"Did they rape you?"
Type took in a very deep breathe.
"Just tell me what you are writing."
The doctor fully looked to type to eye him over.
"Mr. Victo, just because you are a pregman does not give the right to anyone to...."
Type turned his head to look over the doctor.
"I really don't want to talk about this. Now what were you writing?"
The doctor made a face to then look down.
"If your not continuously having sex, your body has now had a taste of it, so it is going to start to shake. You are designed to get pregnant and that is what you're body is wanting to do and you are denying it with your birth control."
Type then got up to keep his eyes down.
"I had unprotected sex before I took my.... So how am I not pregnant?"
"That's not how things work. That's why you have to take your birth control at the same time every day. You miss out on that then yes you will get pregnant. Did you take your birth control?"
Type looked to the doctor to nod.
"Then you are going to be fine this time. Make sure to take your birth control every single day at the same time. Also you need to take this an hour before if you are not having sex, this will help against the shakes."
Type grabbed the paper to then eye it to sign.
The doctor looked him over.
"Mr. Victo..... I've known you since you were 15 and you came in here with your parents. I would like to know. Were you raped?"
Type gritted his teeth to then shove the paper to his pocket too then go about.
The doctor turned to eye to make a face.
Going out of the building type signed and hard to then lift his head back to feel the rain to then shake his head.
Of course......
Moving his head down type then placed his hands into his pockets to then go forth to have a hard face.
Getting about a mile away, he then Furrowed his brow to stop to then turn his head to see a car to his side that stopped has well, he then widened his eyes has the window went down to then see Mr. Tyme.
Type rolled his eyes to then peer them forward to then stomp off.
Mr. Tyme lightly laughed to have the car go after him once more.
"Type.... You need to get in the car."
Type took his hand from his pocket too then flip him off to then walk quicker.
Mr. Tyme narrowed his eyes to then tell the driver to stop.
He then got out of the car to walk and quick to him to then place a hand to his head to grip his hair to then place a gun under his chin has he lifted his head back.
Type stopped to gulp.
Fuck! The one time I do not have my recorder!
Mr. Tyme then went to his ear..
"You need to get in the car."
Type flexed his jaw to then turn and quick to push mr. Tyme back to then punch him and hard.
Mr. Tyme placed a hand to his nose to then move it back to see he was bleeding, has his other hand with the gun had it pointed to him.
Type breathed heavily has he eyed over this action.
Mr. Tyme then started to chuckle.
"Guess this is karma. I did popped your cherry."
Type flexed his jaw to then shake his head.
"What the fuck do you want from me!"
Mr. Tyme lowered his hand to then look over him.
"I want you to get in the car."
Type rolled his eyes to then turn to walk away.
Mr. Tyme then clicked back his gun.
"I will shoot you."
Type stopped to then hang his head.
"After what you did, do you really expect me to get into the car?"
"Rather I expect that or not, you need to."
Type signed to then turn to eye Mr. Tyme and hard.
"I am not pregnant."
Mr. Tyme widened his eyes to then lower his gun to exhale in relief.
"Now leave me the fuck alone, you rapist!"
Type turned to then go forth.
Mr. Tyme looked him over to then smile.
"Didn't hear any protests!" He yelled a bit.
Type brought up his hand to flip him off once more.
Mr. Tyme then placed his gun away to then wrap his arms about himself.
"Work tomorrow at 9am!"
Type lowered his hand to keep walking forward.
Mr. Tyme then turned to go back into the car with a smile.
You better be there tomorrow because type, I now fully find you very interesting.