(A/N): When it's the same POV twice in a row you know some shiz about to go down.
BTW you're gonna hate me in this chapter. Next chapter you're gonna hate me even more. Sorry, no regrets.Zane's POV-
When we got back, I gave them a tour around the house. I was careful to ignore Garte, but I had a feeling that I wouldn't be able to all night.
"Wow, Zuzu, your house is amazing!" Mom commented as we ended back in the guest room, where they'll be staying.
"Thanks, Mom."
I muttered. Garte kept staring at me. One more night, one more night, one more...
"Well, I'm ready to get some sleep, how about you, dear?" Mom asked Garte, and he nodded. "Alright! Goodnight, Zuzu!"
"Night, mom." I mutter, then head to my room and change.
Just fall asleep, you'll be fine...
It's a few hours later and I still can't sleep. That's when the sold slams open. I gulp. Garte.
"You're pregnant." He stated without emotion.
How'd he figure out? "You've been weird when we mention babies and there's boxes with male clothing in the guest room. You're somehow pregnant. I'm assuming a relic."
I nod in fear. "Not on purposely, Garte-"
"Garroth has a boyfriend?"
"Y-yes..."
"You're all fags. All my children are frikin fags."
"I-I guess..."
"Excuse me..." He leaves the room. Thank Irene. But what's he going to do next? I hear the front door open. Garte's there with a knife, running across the street with a strange look in his eye. Oh no, he's really gone insane. He's running to the boys house! I call Garroth, but no one answers. "Mom!" I scream, running to the guest room.
"Zuzu, what is it?" She asked tiredly.
"Garte's on a rampage and he's off to the boys house! I think he's out to kill!"
Surprisingly, mom believed me. She was beaten some nights too.
She jumped out of bed. "Let's go!"
Please. Please. Please.
Travis is in that house.
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