Not quite suicidal

Le next day

Sky's pov:
I woke up the next morning with my naked body pressed against his.

I looked up at him than out the window.

He had the typical new york house. Brick walls inside with a gigantic window with a fantastic view . His white sheets brightened up the room more.

It took my breath away.

"Wow." I said out of breath

I looked at Ruben and sighed. I had hoped he'd be up making pancakes or some shit.

I grabbed his flannel, which was too big for me, and walked into the living room. I put my hair into a messy bun and started making some pancakes.

He woke up and yelled from his room-

"You makin pancakes!?"

"Um...yeah!"

"Can you make me one too pweaseeee!"

"Sure. It'll be a while!"

"Okay!"

So breakfast in bed...great.

I made pancakes with bacon strips and a lil sausage next to it.

I took it too Ruben and smiled.

"Breakfast for us" I said trying to do a french accent.

"Haha yessss."

We ate our food and ended up watching die hard.

He kept laughing throughout the movie.

Which was a bit obnoxious but i'll get used to it.

"Wait sky?" He said

"Yes?"

"Did we use protection last night?"

I stopped eating my food than back at him worried.

"Oh fuck."

He started running around the house putting on clothes one by one and flipping out.

"What are you doing?" I said laying down sideways

"Going to the store"

"For test?"

"Mhm"

"Im not pregnant I can assure you that Ruben"

"How? How do you know that?"

"Im not those kind of people to be that kind of person. I want kids and im not even able to have them anyway..."

"...You're not?"

"Nope. Im kidless forever heh..."

"What do you mean you can't?"

"Well...the man's swimmers are climbing the wall and when they do my swimmers are prepared to kill an army that is really a big pile of butterflys."

"...what?"

"My swimmers kill whichever swimmers are lucky enough to get over the wall."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Well how do you even know?"

"Mom-overprotective-uterus-a bitch"

"Heh. Well hey atleast you won't have to worry about cooking for a kid. I mean all you'll have to do is worry about cooking for your husand"

I gave him the death look

"And what is that supposed to mean?"

"What"

" 'all you have to worry about is cooking for your husband' ? What's that supposed to mean?"

"That girls belong in the kitchen."

"What!?"

"Its true."

"How?"

"Well
One men are the suppiror ones. The muscle-the one who makes all the money.
Two men can't go to there job on an empty stoumach" He said boping my nose

"You are just so sexist! Oh my god...and let me guess if we where married in the future you'd want me to make all the food and do nothing but clean."

"Pretty much."

"I have to get out of here."

I stood up and started getting all of my things

"Where are you going?"

"Im going upstairs to Johnathan's and changing."

"Why Johnathan's?"

"Cause ge respects women."

I grabbed the towel and wrapped it around myself than walked out the door.

I walked downstairs to Johnathans and knocked on the door.

He opened the door and rubed his eye and ruffled his messy hair.

"Skyler?"

"Can I change here?"