Slow Down (Escape the Fate FanFic)

1. Meet Kareena

"Take a deep breath. You'll be fine." Carry tried to reassure me

"Easy for you to say. You're not the one who might be pregnant!" I snapped at her for the billionth time that day

"Woah, dude. I'm not the one who knocked you up. Don't take it out on me." she said backing away from where I was seated on the bathroom counter with her hands up in defense

"No one asked you to be here anyway." I said not looking at her. I can't look at her. If I do she'll see my tears. And I don't cry. Especially not with Carry.

"Oh really? Wasn't it you who dialed me at 7 this morning whining about how you're three weeks late? Yeah. Pretty sure it was you. Unless it was Danny..."

"Get out. Get the fuck out right now. I can't stand the sight of you." I said finally looking at her, eyes filled with rage.

"Kareena. I'm sorry I didn't mean it." she said rubbing her head in frustration. I don't blame her. I'm a handful.

"I know you didn't. But just understand how stressed I am. And the fact that I might have a child with Danny of all people isn't helping." I said, losing my anger as quickly as I found it. As long as I an remember I've been mood swingy, and Carry has always been there for me. But lately it seems as though I'm too much for her even.

A small ding snapped me violently from my thoughts. Longest 5 minutes of my life.

"It's..... Two lines." I said, allowing my heart to jump to my throat.

"Positive?" Carry asked, sounding as choked up as me.

"Yes! It's fucking positive! No, no, no! Carry, this can't happen. Not now, not ever!" I screamed throwing the test at the wall opposite of me, and swiping everything off the counter I was sitting on.

"Calm down Reena, you might hurt yourself." Carry said in as calm of a voice as she could manage

"Don't EVER call me Reena. And calm down? How the hell am I supposed to be calm about this!? Danny is going to kill me! Do you not get that? He will kill me. Or worse, leave. Oh my god, Carry! What if he leaves!? He can't leave me." I said sliding off the counter into a heap of sobs on the floor

"Kareena, get up. He's gonna be back soon, we need to clean up this mess and get rid of the test." Carry said still trying to keep calm but I heard the urgentcy in her voice. It must be getting late. Truth is Danny and I wouldve been over long ago had he of known all the things I do when he isn't around. Lets just say I'm not the most faithful girl. I guess I somewhat deserve his violent and controlling ways. If I was better to him maybe things would be better. I shook my head and hopped off the counter. I beant down and picked up all I had knocked off at ninja speed. Hah, ninja. I started to laugh, like, hysterically.

"What are you laughing about Kareena?" Carry asked as she wrapped the pregnancy test in a bag and stuck it as far into the trash as she could. Good, don't want Danny finding it.

"Kareena? Why so formal? Call me Reena silly. And I'm laughing at my ninja-ness." I said shrugging. "Hey, lets go make coffee so it looks all casual and whatter nots." I said smiling

"Okay Reena. I'll get the coffee started, you pick out a movie."

"Will do." I smiled sweetly before scampering out of the bathroom and to the living room where I popped Beauty and the Beast into the player and skipped past all the previews. By the time the movie started the coffee was done and Carry handed me a mug.

"Thanks. But Danny will be here in about 5 minutes, maybe you should get out of here before he flips again." I warned her, shuddering thinking about the last time he caught Carry in here without 'Permission'.

"You're right." she nodded standing and grabbing her shoes.

"When am I not?" I giggled a bit

"Alright, love you. Remember, I'm right upstairs." she said before disappearing through my window and out onto the fire escape. Good timing too because as soon as she ascended her steps Danny busted into the room.

"Hey." I said quietly, afraid to look into his eyes.

"Hey." he said in his usual deep, gravelly voice. The kind of voice someone would get after years and years of smoking. Which is quite impressive when you take into account the fact he's only 29. I on the other hand am 22.

"How was your day?" I asked getting a little more brave.

"Fine." he said gruffly before popping down next to me, the smell of cigarettes and woman's perfume filled my nose. Typical.

"That's good. Glad it was fine." I said trying my best to hide my pure hatred for this man that I've called my boyfriend the past 3 years of my life. I hid the hatred but one of my smart-ass comments slipped instead "You smell nice." I found myself saying.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" he said, immediately getting defensive. Okay, Kareena. Here's your chance to stop this before it snowballs.

"It means I love the perfume your wearing. You should ask your whore where she gets it." Damn. Not the right choice of words. I found that out as I felt the familiar feeling of the back of his hand meeting my cheek.

"Don't ever talk to me like that." he warned in a threatening voice. Which of course didn't frighten me, it only filled me with red hot rage.

"Yeah, that's right. Be a coward. Slap the mother of your child." I said before I could even think about what I was saying.

"What did you just say?" he asked in an angry and disbelieving tone. Well, I dug my hole. Might as well lie in it.

"That's right. Found out today. I'm pregnant. Congrats." I said as I huffed and sat back on the couch. What he said next didn't surprise me.

"Bitch." he said as he grabbed his riding jacket and helmet as he went towards the front door.

"Fuck you!" I screamed as he went to turn the knob

"No thanks." he said

"I hope you crash the motorcycle and end up in the hospital." I mumbled as he slammed the door behind him. Well fine. He wants to up and leave? That's cool because I sure as hell won't be here when he gets back. I got up and went to my room and began to pack. I'm done with this asshole.