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"Phoebe it's my turn." Braxton said.
"You just had a turn." I said.
"It's my house."
"I'm your guest."
"So?"
"Hasn't your mother ever told you to be nice to your guest?"
"Phoebe give me the tv remote."
"No."
"Phoebe."
"I wanna watch my cartoons."
"I wanna watch sports."
"I don't wanna see guys getting tackled or dunked on."
"And I don't wanna see cartoon people dancing across my tv."
"Well go in your room and watch tv."
"You go in yours."
"I want to watch on the big screen."
"Well go down to the movie theater."
"No."
"Yes."
At that moment there was a knock on the door.
"This isn't over Thorne." he said before going to open the door.
I stuck my tongue out at his back and plopped down on the couch. We both knew that I won this round.
"Braxton what you been up to man?" a guy said.
I looked towards the door and saw a guy about the same age as Braxton. He had short black hair and greyish-green eyes. They had a similar build but Braxton was a little more muscular. They did the man hug thing and walked towards the couch.
"Cough up the remote." Braxton said.
"No. Go away." I said.
"Who's that?" the guy asked.
"An annoying house guest." Braxton said. "Johnny this is Phoebe. Phoebe this is my best friend Johnny."
Best friend huh? I wonder if I can manipulate this situation.
"Don't even try it." Braxton said.
"What?" I asked.
"You've been here for two months I know how you think."
"Sure you do." I said sarcastically.
"She's the housemate from hell." Braxton told Johnny.
I took a pillow and threw it at him.
"I'm going to my room. You two can have the stupid tv." I said getting up and leaving the living room.
"I told you that at first." Braxton called after me.
After I got in my room I ran to the bathroom. I was glad the tv was loud enough to block out me emptying my insides. Kailey had given me a book to help me out but I haven't really looked at it much, because I'm afraid Braxton will see it and question me. I really need to go talk to Steve. When I was done in the bathroom I got changed and walked downstairs.
"I'm going out." I told Braxton.
I ran out the house because I didn't want to answer his questions. I went to where I last saw Steve. He was standing outside. I walked over to him and smacked him behind his head.
"Ow. What the hell was that for?" he asked looking at me.
"For getting me pregnant you idiot." I said.
He just stared at me in shock.
"Are you shiting me? You better be kidding." he said.
"I'm not baby daddy." I said. "If you would have stopped pestering me we wouldn't be in this predicament."
"If I didn't like you I would smack you."
"What am I gonna do Steve?" I asked breaking down.
"Come here." he said grabbing me by the arm pulling me in for a hug.
All I could do was cry in his arms.
"It's gonna be alright." he said rubbing my back.
"No it won't." I said.
"Yes it will. Have you gone to a doctor yet?"
"No."
"Come on I'll take you."
I let him lead me to his car. I really didn't want to do anything right now.
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Steve brought me to the nearest clinic. I walked up to the desk and looked at the lady.
"How can I help you?" she asked.
"Um I'd like to make an appointment." I said.
"Do you usually come here?"
"No. Actually it's my first time here."
She gave me some paperwork to fill out. I sat down and filled it out before giving it back to her.
"Sit down and your name should be called shortly." she said.
"Okay." I said.
I just wanted to get this over with.
