Unspoken (Sitkolson Threequel)

21| Don't Be a Dick.

(A/N: aww Ange is so cute but he has nothing to do with this chapter lol Boop Boop Boop... ENJOY)

Music:  Sick From The Melt (by Motionless in White)

*Chris's POV*

       To say i was clueless as to where Ghost went was completely accurate. He just left me alone in his apartment and it looked like he was distressed. Not to mention he stole my shirt. But it looked good on him so i forgive him for that. I decided to not think too much about Ghost's location because when i think too much i start to worry, and worrying isn't a good thing. It's never a good thing.

          And besides, Ghost and I weren't exclusive. He never asked me to be his boyfriend and i never thought of asking him because he hadn't broken up with Kylie yet. Maybe i'd ask him one day when i knew he and Kylie weren't still technically together, but for now i guess we're just friends with benefits. And hey, maybe we wouldn't work out as exclusively boyfriend and boyfriend. I'm not exactly a family type of man, i think i'd scare children away to be honest. But i don't have to worry about that now or hopefully ever.

          I mean, don't get me wrong, Kids are adorable and i love Ghost to death as at least a friend (but probably more), but the whole 'family person' or 'soccer dad' just isn't me. "Ghost please answer your phone..." I left him a message when he wouldn't answer me for the fifth time i tried to call him. I don't know what the hell is going on with him but maybe it's none of my business? I mean, Ghost is a grown man, he can handle things on his own. 

          After a while of lazily moping around on Ghost's king size bed and skimming through a couple of his prehistoric books that lay under his end table, i got bored of waiting around. I groaned and flung myself off of his bed and onto my feet. I stumbled around until i found my way into his bathroom. I know, 'odd place to go when you're bored' but believe me when i say i already rummaged through all his other rooms out of boredom. I found them rather uninteresting so i only had one option left. The bathroom.

          I didn't even bother to turn the light on because the sun's rays were illuminating the room enough through the half opened window. I mused at my own tired eyes gleaming back at me. They seemed different to me, but when was the last time i paid so much attention to my own eyes when i have Ghost's beautiful eyes to look into now?

            I could have stared into my pale brown eyes for decades if something hadn't caught my attention from my peripheral vision. Curiously, i looked in the garbage bin where i thought i saw something abnormal. Well, at least it shouldn't have been in Ghost's bathroom when Kylie was gone. A box with a picture of a pregnancy test on the front was haphazardly thrown in the trash bin. And, may i add, the box was torn open and empty. What was Ghost doing with a pregnancy test anyways? And that says a lot because Ghost has a lot of crazy shit in his bathroom and this one i'm worried about.

            Hearing the familiar sound of the door click open slowly and cautiously, i plucked the ripped box up from the bin and walked out to meet Ghost face to face. It looked like he had been crying because his cheeks were puffy, his eyes were red, and his oh so perfect makeup was smudge ever so slightly. Behind Ghost was Ricky and Ryan who tried to console him when he tried to run out of his apartment bursting into tears again. I watched this all from behind the cracked open bathroom door until i manned up and stepped out. "Devin, what's wrong?" I Asked him guardedly, afraid of upsetting him further, which seemed kind of impossible since he already broke down sobbing just a few seconds ago. When he wouldn't even look at me, i shoved the box in my back pocket and hugged him tightly, engulfing him in my warm arms. "Please, darling, what's wrong?" 

          He still wouldn't answer me, and my one question was still running through my worried mind. "Can we talk for a second?" I asked, ushering him into the bathroom so we could talk privately.  "Um... Devin, what is this?" I blurted, not wanting to wait any longer as i took out the folded box from my back pocket and handed it to him.

              "i... i- um..." He stumbled over his own words and looked frantically around the room. His face became red again like a tomato as his breathing hitched and a single tear flooded down his burning cheeks.  

             "You're not pregnant are you?" I asked kind of rhetorically, hoping it wasn't what i thought. Maybe there was a simple explanation. His tears came more rapidly, giving me the answer that he indeed was pregnant. "Oh shit," I raked my hands aggressively through my hair, trying to think this through. "Oh fuck." I muttered, leaving the bathroom because i just needed to get out of here.

*Ryan's POV*

          "Oh fuck..." I heard Chris sigh as he exited the bathroom, looking a mixture of exhausted, pissed off, and utterly confused. So i assume that Ghost told him about the pregnancy. "Did you guys know?" He stormed over to us, a crazy look dwelling in his eyes. We nodded our heads slowly. "How is this even possible?! " He mused more to himself than to us. 

            "Ask google." I chuckled, but obviously he didn't find it too funny. "Come on, Chris, it's not that bad." I tried to comfort him, when he was clearly freaking out. 

           "Not that bad????? Ghost is knocked up! Ghost is fucking pregnant and i'm the father, well one of them at least!" He yelled, and i'm pretty sure it was loud enough for Ghost to hear. "There's no way i can be this kid's father! I just can't!" i know Chris has just heard some pretty big news but he's taking it the wrong way.

             "Chris, don't be a dick, i know you're like freaking out, but what about Ghost?" I felt Ricky's hand squeeze my thigh, not sexually, but to calm me down because i was starting to panic myself. Maybe it wasn't panic, but more anger that Chris wasn't being more supportive to someone he claimed to love. 

             "What about him?!" He growled.

             "You're supposed to support him! You're supposed to love him no matter what and take care of this child that He's carrying! Imagine how he feels right now, he's got a living baby inside of him and you're  freaking out???" I think i finally knocked some sense into him.

           "Whatever, i have to go..." And with that, he practically ran out the front door.

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