LUCID FEVER (boyxman)( boyxboy) ( mpreg)

chap. 10 Shaking Encounters

Sora's Pov

I stared nervously at the old oak wood door. It seemed to whisper that I should just turn back. Rubbing my sweaty palm against my jeans I shakily raised them to knock the door.

My knock seemed soft pand unconvincing. I hoped he heard. Just as I was about to knock again I heard footsteps thumping my way.

My heart jumped. This was it. After almost two weeks since we had last, well, encountered each other , I had finally built the guts to see Greg. Today was Sunday, I'd be back in school tomorrow. I had to face him either way. He was my art partner.

Slowly the door creaked open and I held my breath.

Cold steel eyes peirced through my entire soul and froze me on the spot.

Greg had black circles under his red eyes. His scruble was over grown and unkept and his usually wildly styled hair layed flat and dull.

His lips were set in a grim line and his gaze cold as he stared me down.

A stabbing pain was beginning to build in my chest as guilt washed over me.

"Are you just gonna stand there "

The ice in his voice startled me out of my stupor and I snapped to attention.

"Uh, Hi" was all I could get out. Wow. Wow mouth, wow.

Greg let out a sigh and turned to close the door.

Panicking I stuck my foot in and shimmied my way through, pushing Greg a little to get inside.

He paused then rolled his eyes before shutting out the cold. I smiled. Atleast he didnt tell me to get out. That's hopeful right?

Greg trudged back across from the door to the living room and sat on the couch. Folding his arms he gave me the stare, this one more of tiredness than anything.

"I can explain" I said. Wow. That made it sound like I cheated on him. Which I didn't. Finding some more resolve I have him a level stare.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I didnt tell you about Cai- Mr. Starkov . I mean, it isn't something easy to say you know. But I should've because its important in our relationship. And I'm sorry for that. " I said sincerly hoping he understood.

Greg stared at me for a few minutes. The silence grew thick with tension. My hands started sweating again.

Finally after what seemed like a year he sighed and unfolded his arms. Pinching his nose bridge.

"Look, I'm not really upset about that, I mean of course it urks me to know you were with, him but, that was before us right? " he asked unsure.

Nodding reverently I reassured him that it was before us.

Looking relieved he rubbed his face.

"What I'm upset about is that , when we opened the door, you- you were in his arms. " he said biting his lips.

My cheeks flushed red as I guiltily looked at my hands.

How was I going to explain this . Best to just say it out right.

Gathering up all the courage I had , I gently took Greg's large hands in mine.

I looked at him. I could loose him. I probably will. But it wouldn't be right if I didn't tell him.

With my heart bared open, ready for rejection , fear and worry etched in my face , I said,

"Greg, I'm pregnant. "