One week later
Paris' POV
"Come on.This is taking so long."
I was sitting on the edge of the bath tub holding this damned thing in my hands.
"Come on...come on..." I said to myself. It felt like it had been hours.
The timer on my phone buzzed and I looked down at the stick.
"A plus sign? Oh my god...It's a fucking plus sign."
I sighed and threw it in the trash.
I walked over to the mirror. I ran my hands through my hair and sighed.
"Wow... I'm... I'm really pregnant."
I looked down at my stomach and patted it. "Oh my god..."
"Hey kid, I know you're not fully devolved or anything yet, but... I'm going to try my best to make sure that you stick it out through this whole thing."
I ran my hands across my stomach and smiled.
"I have another chance."
I walked back into the bedroom and laid in the bed next to Abel.
He had been really angry since he found out the truth about Michael.
He really wanted Michael to be his son.
"Abel...Abel get up." I got on top of him and rubbed his beard. "Baby... Baby PJ has good news."
Abel had his eyes closed and he was still breathing as though he was sleep.
I hit his chest.
"Baby?"
He was snoring lightly.
"Baby get up please... I have to tell you something."
He let out a loud snoring noise.
I slapped his chest.
"Get up before I slap the shit out of you."
"Fuck! What? You know I hate it when you wake me up at 3 a.m. with one of your random ass questions."
He said in a low sleepy voice.
"Abel?"
"What the fuck do you want girl?" He said rubbing his eyes.
"I'm pregnant baby."
"What?" He yawned.
"I'm having your baby..."
I poked his nose gently and he sat up a little.
He looked me in the eyes and smiled.
"Say it again..." he grabbed my hips.
"I'm having your baby..."
"One more time..."
"Abel!" I laughed.
"Baby please. I need to hear it again."
"I'm pregnant baby." I said leaning in to kiss him.
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Out of the ordinary (Completed)
FanfictionCompleted. Sexual content. Violence. Sequel: Out of the Ordinary: plain & simple