truth hurts. (Ross Lynch/R5 fanfiction.)

Truth Hurts.

I'd like to say we had a happy ending, but that would be a lie. I'd rather be hurt by the truth than comforted by a lie. Stanley wasn't happy about how me and Ross were so close, in fact he hated it, but Ross only helped me with my studies- which says a lot for a homeschooled kid.

"why are you always At his house? it's like you're with him and not me or something." Stanley huffed, staring and the wall and kicking the bottom of it.

"He's just helping me study! seriously, babe if I don't pass this math final then I'm done- grounded until I pass and the next resit is in a year and a bit so I wouldn't be able to come to cancoon next month with you, don't be so jealous" I joked, but the only thing is, Stanley didn't take it as a joke. I walked over to me, slowly but furiously and the smile immediately dropped from my cheeks. I started to back away slowly, growing more and more scared as he got closer. I carried on going back until my legs took me to the bed. I fell back and lay with my body supported by my elbows. he took my wrists and pulled them so I was laid down on my back. he then crawled over me and pinned my hands either side of my head. all of his body weight was on top of me, his hips grinding mine.

"well you study hard, you have text books and you don't need some ratty homeschooled freak to teach you- you will pass that final, you will come to cancoon with me, and don't ever call me jealous again okay? babe?!" he whispered coldly in my ear, his clench on my wrists getting tighter. I nodded desperately, praying he'd get off of me.

"Good, would be a shame if someone found out our secret." he smirked, then got off me.

"Stan?" I croaked

"what?" he scowled back

"I don't want to go through with this" I whispered, scared of what he'd say.

"well what other option do we have? we can't exactly have a baby. You keep it and you're on your own" he scowled again.

"so what if I want to keep it? you just leave me?" I hissed at his remark.

"then let's just say that you and baby may not be too safe, be careful of what you say next" he growled, looking me right in the eye.

"it's a baby, Stan" I said emotionaly. for as long as I remember I've been against abortion.

"it's your death call, Quinn" he replied. a million thoughts raced through my head about how much I hated him right now, how heartless he was and how I could explain that I'm not getting rid of a baby that isn't even his.

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