Apocalypse Within The System [OM&M, AA, BMTH, PTV]

Twenty Seven

lollol hi jacklyne. if youre reading this. I stole alan. if you read this. say "Iwearspandexnowgivemebackalanyouslut"

Jacklyne says, Cuntiekins you better gimme back my husband before I slaughter you.

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Blake's POV

In the real world, perfect couples don't exist. People don't just never fight. A fight always breaks out somehow. Even while you're in an apocalypse.

Sometimes fights are extremely stupid and they start from the smallest comment. The comment that wasn't even supposed to mean anything ends up meaning everything.

"You're overreacting," Alan said when I finished ranting about how it was bothering me that no one knew what Ben did to me that night he was drunk. We didn't tell anyone... Ben doesn't even know.

"I'm overreacting? Alan, do you know what he did to me? He really hurt me and he doesn't even know it," I said, moving away from him.

"Babe, he was drunk and you're fine. I'm sure Mike did stuff like that to you when he was drunk."

"Don't you dare bring Mike into this!" I yelled, horrible memories flooding back to me. "Don't you dare!" I repeated.

"I was just making a point," he said, shrugging.

"You are a heartless bastard," I shot, standing up from the couch.

"You know you don't mean that. C'mon, sit down," he said, patting the spot next to him.

I shook my head. "I'm leaving. I need some time alone," I murmured, making my way upstairs.

"Blake!" Alan shouted, following me. "Look, I know you're going through all these hormonal things but you just need to chill out. Let's talk about this."

"There's nothing to talk about," I said, grabbing the first car keys I saw. "I just need some time on my own."

Alan groaned in frustration. "Fine. See if I give a damn when you die," he muttered, going back downstairs.

I tried to stop the tears from coming as I stepped outside into the cold. I pressed the unlock button on the keys, only to find out that I grabbed the keys to Alan's car. Wonderful.

I got into the car and immediately started driving. I didn't want anyone stopping me from leaving if I just started crying in the driveway.

When my eyes were too flooded with tears to be able to drive anymore, I pulled over to the side of the road and broke down, the memories of Mike becoming too prominent.

Flashback

Mike came home absolutely blackout drunk. He was partying with his band mates in celebration of releasing a new album.

"Hey babe," Mike slurred, sliding into bed with me. I couldn't fall asleep until he got home because I was so worried. I always worried too much.

"Go to bed," I murmured into the pillow.

"But I'm not tired yet," he replied, moving his hands up my shirt. His hot breath hit my neck and I shivered.

"Mike, not now," I said, taking his hands off of me. I didn't want to do this while he was disgustingly drunk.

"C'mon, I know you want it slut," he said, gripping my waist tightly as he flipped me over. I winced as his nails dug into my stomach.

"Mike," I said, a little more sternly as I pushed him off of me. He was drunk so it was pretty easy. I quickly got up and left the bedroom. I slept on the couch that night.

Flashback Over

I took deep breaths as I attempted to calm myself down. I was thinking about everything all at once. Like how much of a horrible mother I was going to be. How was Alan going to be a father? He was about as dumb as a stick.

I put a hand on my stomach as I suddenly felt a sharp pain. The baby was kicking. It felt so weird, but it brought me back to realization. I couldn't run away from my problems. I wanted my baby to have a loving father, no matter how dumb he was. This isn't about me anymore, it's about the baby.

I made a u-turn and started my way back to the cabin. It's been half an hour and I already missed Alan like crazy.

Riganda flew past the car as I zoomed down the highway. I turned into the driveway and practically ran into the house. I went into the living room to see Alan stand up and turn to me.

"I'm so sorry," we both said at the same time as I ran into his arms. I crashed my lips onto his as he continued hugging me.

"Are you okay?" He asked when I pulled away. He inspected me arms and stomach.

I chuckled. "I'm fine, Alan," I said intertwining my fingers with his. I gave him another kiss as I felt him smile against my lips.

"Marry me," Alan murmured, pulling away to look into my eyes.

I put a hand on his cheek, smiling. "How are we going to get married?" I asked.

"I don't know but I need to marry you."

"Did I hear something about marriage?" Rachelle asked, coming into the living room.

I glanced at Alan before looking at Rachelle again. "We're engaged," I said, those words seeming all too familiar.

"Hopefully this one won't end like the last one," Oli said, emerging from around the corner.

We all glared at him.

"Too soon?"

Rachelle nodded slowly.

"Well, congratulations guys!"

I could've sworn I heard Rachelle murmur, "too bad I'm going to miss it."

"What was that?" I asked.

"Oh, I said "too bad there's no priest" you know, to marry you. We'll find something out though. I promise," Rachelle said with a smile.

I nodded. "Pregnancy has made me extremely deaf," I chuckled.

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Omg Alan is such a cutie good lord. And who knew you would become deaf by pregnancy.