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Megan:
It's one of those days. I just don't feel like doing anything.
Depression got me in a chokehold. I miss my parents.
I didn't even go to class today. Thankfully this professor streams his classes.
I roll out of bed at the sound of my doorbell.
It's probably Alyssa coming to cuss me out about not texting her back. As much as I love her, I don't feel like company right now.
I pull the door open without even checking and it's not Alyssa. It's the gorgeous girl from the cheer competition a few months ago.
"Hey, Megan." She says softly. She looks good and suddenly I'm self-conscious about opening the door in my pajama bottoms and a sports bra.
"Uh, hey, Giselle," I say awkwardly.
She looks so good. Damn.
"I got your address from Reneé. I hope that's okay." she tells me.
"Yeah. It's cool."
Actually, Reneé is weird as fuck for giving my address out and I need to make sure I let her know that.
"Can I come in for a second?" she asks hopefully.
"Sure," I say stepping aside.
She steps inside looking around a bit.
"How have you been?" She questions glancing at the sports medals and trophies that line the walls.
"Uh... Not too bad. How about you?" I respond not wanting to get into a discussion about how my brain is plotting against me.
"I've been decent." She says turning around to gaze at me.
"That's good." I respond.
She continues to study me. Taking in my features. I feel really awkward under her gaze.
"I don't want you to think I'm not happy to see you because I definitely am but... what are you doing here?"
"I..." she starts before looking away briefly and taking a stabilizing breath. "Megan, I'm pregnant."
Fuck. What?
"Are you sure?" I ask her.
She opens her jacket and shows me her round belly. It's not huge but she's definitely pregnant.
"Positive." She says softly.
"Is it...?" I trail off not wanting to be rude.
"Yours?" She asks.
I nod.
"Yeah. I haven't had sex with anyone else in the past year. It's yours." She says.
My mama would kill me if she were here. I can hear her calling me a dumbass now.
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Unconditional Oceans (MegYoncé)
Fanfiction⚠️Megan G!P⚠️ "There's just something about you that keeps me floating. You see what's inside. Broken, restored it. It's unconditional, these days you know?" -Brandy
