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9: Mad As Rabbits

*possible trigger warning*

This may be short, I'm sorry
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Brendon's POV;

*3 months later*

I tiredly opened my eyes, and saw that the sun was already up. I glanced at the digital clock on my nightstand, seeing that it was almost 9AM. I then heard the sounds of Ryan throwing up in the toilet. He's thrown up every day since we found out he was pregnant. It's tough, but we're pulling through.

I got up quickly and ran into the bathroom, seeing Ryan hunched over the toilet and throwing up into it. I rubbed small circles on his back, easing him through. Once he was finished, he flushed the toilet and brushed his teeth. He put his toothbrush down and then I realized his lip was quivering. He brought his hand up to his face and wiped away the tears in his eyes.

"Hey, hey, what's the matter?" I asked, wrapping my arm around his shoulder.

"I-I'm sick of this, Bren... it's so difficult.." He whimpered. I frowned and pulled him into a hug, making him bury his head in my shoulder.

"Shh, it's alright baby. I know it's hard, but it'll fly by." I said. I realized he wasn't hugging back much, and I pulled away.

"How do you know?? You don't have a baby inside of you and you don't puke up your guts every morning!" He snapped.

"Ryan, I know, but I'm just trying to make you feel better." I said, trying to stay calm.

"Well I'll feel better once this kid is out of me." He sighed, more calm than before. I cupped his face in my hand and gave him a small smile. He smiled back.

"Well look on the bright side! We get to find out the gender today!" I said, putting a hand on his bump. He smiled and nodded. I walked out of the bathroom and into our bedroom to get dressed for our appointment. I threw on some jeans, an oversized sweater, and some sneakers. I walked out and looked around for Ryan.

"Ry?" I called. No answer. I then heard light whimpers from the bathroom. I stepped in, and there stood Ryan. A blade in his right hand, and his left wrist was slit and bleeding. Tears stuck to his face as fresh ones ran down his cheeks. I stood there in shock. He looked over at me.

"I-I'm sorry..." He choked out. I quickly grabbed and tossed the blade away. I turned the water on and put his wrist under the water, making him whimper and wince. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his wrist to stop the bleeding. Once I was able to calm him down, he sat on the toilet lid, while I knelt in front of him, wrapping his cut in gauze. Once I was finished I took his hands in mine, and looked at him. I pulled him down and hugged him tightly. He buried his head in my shoulder and kept taking deep breaths.

"You're okay, Ryro." I cooed, stroking his hair.

"I'm sorry Bren... I don't know what came over me..." His voice was shaky.

"Let's just forget it, okay. I don't want this eating at you. Let's go find out what our baby will be, okay?" I said, trying to brighten the mood at least a little. He smiled once again and nodded.

"Okay.." He sniffed. We both got up, getting ready to leave.
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I promise I'll actually get into the story. I just wanted to update. I'll update soon!

~Bella💕