Two Faced {Skammy af}{boyxboy}

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3rd person.

Sammy's laying by the toilet, emptying everything from his stomach. There's a bump growing, and it's growing fast. Dr.Reynolds said it was normal so Sammy didn't worry.

Nate pops his head in the bathroom.

"Hey Sammy. You okay.?" He asks.

"Yeah. Just the baby won't let me keep my food down." Sammy wipes his eyes.

"Oh. Is there anything I could do?" Nate asks.

"Can you get me aspirin from the kitchen?" Sammy asks before  he throws up again. 

Nate goes into the kitchen.

"Jack?" Nate calls out.

"Nate? Is that you.?" Johnson says.

"Yeah. Where's the aspirin?"

"Third shelve. Why?" The blonde haired boy asks.

"Sammy asked for some." Nate says.

"Why are you being so nice to Sammy all a sudden?" Jack asks walking in.

"I-I. Because." Nate walks. "Can't hurt someone that's pregnant now can I," he tries playing it off.

Nate decided it was best if Jack didn't know his love for Sammy.

Meanwhile Sammy was finally done puking, he just was two lazy to move. Soon Nate comes it handing him the pills.

"Thanks." Sammy says and takes the pills.

"Sammy. I know you're not taking your medication." Nate sighs.

"I'm fine." Sammy shrugs.

"It's not fine." Nate says, suddenly getting angry.

"Oh well."

"It's not just oh well. Just take the fucking take the pills." Nate growls slamming his hand on the sink.

Sammy stands, flipping Nate off and leaves the bathroom.

Sammy leaves the house and walks to the park. There's a boy with tattoos on his arms sitting on a bench.

"Is this seat taken?" Sammy asks.

"What? No. You can sit there." The boy mental curses at himself.

Sammy smiles, and sits down.

"How old?" The boy smiles.

"What?" Sammy asks confused.

"The baby."

"Three months." Sammy places a hand on his stomach.

"How'd the father react?" The boy asked.

" I don't think it was good. He just kinda stared." Sammy mumbles.

"I was pregnant once. I was so happy. But JC. He wasn't. He flipped out, he left me. He moved away. The baby ended up dying. So I lost them both." The boy placed a hand on his stomach, a sad look in his eyes.

A tear slid down Sammy's cheek.

"God Im sorry, Im rambling." the boy says. "I'm Kian."

"Sammy."

"Well. Sammy. You wanna go for a cup of coffee?" Kian asks.

" sure."

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hey guys. : ) DID YOU SEE

JOHNSON'S NEW HAIRCUT AND

HE GOT HIS EARS PIERCED.

MY OVARIES. Anywhore.

Did you like it.? Did you hate it.?

Let meh know.

Otay.

Bye my bad bitches. Stay bad.

Mwahhhh

~kelsey