family meeting

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Apollos pov

I walked into the wright anything agency in a pretty good mood. I spent the night making fun of dumb movies with klavier and I woke up to breakfast in bed. Klaviar's been a total gentleman. Out of everyone who could have got me pregnant I'm glad it was him.

Once I stepped inside however my good mood was replaced with one of confusion. Mr wright was sitting in the living room with an unusually serious expression while Trucy's brows were furrowed with worry.

"What's wrong. Did your plant finally croak" I attempted to make a joke.

"Take a seat kid" Mr wright said with a kind but forceful tone.

I nodded, taking a seat opposite him. This intense atmosphere is killing me!

Mr wright took a deep breath "we saw you yesterday at the park kid. We know you plan to move in with klavier"

"Yeah we moved in yesterday" I nodded. Where's he going with this?

"You have!" he yelped "Apollo that's so irresponsible! You barely know the guy"

"I'd have to agree with daddy Polly" trucy spoke up "I'm so happy you found love but don't you think you should slow it down a little?"

I stayed silent. How am I supposed to explain myself to them?

"Buddy you've been acting strange for a really long time" he gave me a worried look "what's going on? If that Gavin boy hurt you I'll-"

"It's not like that" I cut him off. I cast my gaze down to my hands nervously "I didn't know how to tell you guys this. I felt embarrassed and scared. I was afraid you'd judge me"

"We'd never do that Polly. you can tell us anything" trucy gave my hand a reassuring squeeze.

I took a deep breath "me and klavier had a one night stand of sorts that led to me getting pregnant" a painful silence filled the room "I feel so ashamed. I should have been more careful. Now my career could be over and I-" I burst into tears.

"Shh Polly it's ok" she pulled me into a hug "we're here now. Everything's ok"

I felt comforted by her kind words. When I looked at Mr wright's face though it screamed bloody murder.

"I'm going to kill him" he growled as he marched out the door before we could stop him.

This could be bad!

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