In addition to the Ro'Meaves

Actually

Over the past three weeks the very closed off Zane Ro'Meave had been acting very strange. Even for his standards. This was because at the University he had been atending for the past nine weeks he had been working along side the woman that he had had a crush on during sophomore year of highschool. It was cut short due to an unfortunate meeting he had with her.
But that was four years ago, but now that he was eighteen, nineteen as of January, he was apparently too mature to obsess or girls. Now matter how crazy hot she is...
His thoughts not mine, just to clarify.
Either way he now had to intensify those rules because he now had had sex with her. Drunken college party sex that someone walked in on.
Which may have been the thing that he had been wanting to do with her since he was fourteen.
Not that he had ever fantasized about it.
Okay maybe once or twice. But not recently. Or the recent past few years.
Even though the honest truth was that the sex was- OH. GOOD. LORD. it was amazing. Even though he was kinda drunk, and had a little cold.
He hoped at the least now that they slept together that maybe there would be something different between them.
He didn't know what, but something at least.
Maybe it helped that they worked together a few hours a day, maybe it didn't.
Today he thought it would be no different. Until he got a call.

Unknown... Might as well see who it is.
"Hey, Z-Zaneee" Kawaii~Chan said in a very desperate voice.
Did she want to talk? Why the hell now? It's been weeks.
Either way it was something.
But apparently this call was different, she was calling because her foot was broken, weird.

She needed to not clock in, she would have to make up the hours later.
Whatever. But why him?

After that strange phone call, he was wondering what that was all about. He was hoping that he would get an answer to it, he was still a little confused about that phone call in the first place. Not that he care about her in any capacity, no no of course not why would he care about her, yeah it's- it's nnaaaturaall human curiosity. Everyone has that I mean who wouldn't we're all human, I mean seriously.
But either way he didn't even hear from her for the four days, no show at work, not a text, a call, he didn't see her around campus, it was strange all around.
That's when he got the call, that would change everything.

His heart skipped a beat and his chest got tight when he saw the name. He didn't want to pick it up all these conversations brought was anxiety, dread, and slight jealousy. He of course he had to pick it up or else this story wouldn't be interesting.
He slowly tapped the green button and raised it to his ear...
He took a slow, deep breath, sighed and spoke, "Hey, dad," Zane andanted. "Not, dad, Vylad," said a sweet, smooth voice.
"Vylad, why the hell do you have dad's phone?" Zane
"Nice to talk to you too, Zane." Vylad said anoyed.
"You know what I mean," Zane spat.

"The hell do you want, and why are you using dad's phone?" Zane asked again.

"I need a favor and it has to come from you,"

"Why?"

"Because we're brothers and brothers help each other,"

"Cut the bullshit," Zane said flatly.

"Fine" Vylad gritted. "I know you work at that café on your campus and I know a guy who knows that Katelyn girl that works their. I need you to grab a special something from her dorm room," he asked.

Zane was trying to process what the hell his seventeen year old brother just asked him. "You want me to break into some random girls dorm a steal something from her? Which, if I am caught could get me kicked out of school?"

"Not want, need. And yes, I need this, and I checked your school rules, this won't get you kicked out, the worst is academic probation, and that's if you get caught," Vylad said like what he said was like asking to pick up milk from the store.

"What is SO important that you need me to stick my neck out for?" Zane said in a sarcastic tone.

"I guess you need an ExPlAnAtIoN don't you?" Vylad spat.

"Yes I would like one, so say it or I'm hanging up,"

"Okay okay okay, this Katelyn has four brothers and one of them owes me something. What that specifically is-is personal. " Zane groaned, "But I need from her room is this necklace, and when you come home from Christmas I need you to give it to me," Vylad begged.

"Why do you need this?"

"Zane, please, just do this for me, then I swear on my turtle's life I will repay you with a favor. And what EVER it is I will do it. I just need this." Vylad begged.

"Fine, but I need her room number and what the necklace even looks like," Zane gave in.

"Third floor, number twenty-seven. The necklace has a gold chain and a sapphire stone in the shape of a triangle," He answered immediately.

"I'm not going to ask how you know that,"

"Good 'cause I wouldn't tell you. Text to my phone text me when you have it, and don't forget to bring it to Christmas," Vylad warned.

"Or else wh-" Zane started to ask but then Vylad hung up on him. Zane wasn't going to ask questions. Vylad was always a strange kid who knew a strange amount of things.

He waited until the next night to sneak in. Zane had to look at the schedule to see a window of opportunity to sneak in.

He went up to the third floor and down the hall to find the room.

24... 25... 26... 28!

A sinking feeling came over him he looked just to left of the room. Room 28, that was the room where it happened. He took a deep breathe and sighed. The whole hook up made his head spin when he thought of it. If only he could stop thinking about her, and why he was thinking about her.

But he turned his head around and jiggled the door handle, unlocked yes!

He stepped in the room and took a quick scan around. It was a complete mess. Clothes on the floor, sports equipment scattered on the desk tops.

This is going to take forever! Vylad owes me big time for all he's asking me fo-.

In that exact moment he saw the necklace laying right there on the floor under the bed.

Thank the Lord this didn't take long! Zane sighed.

He picked it up off the floor and whisked out the door careful not to be caught.

He closed the door softly and just as he thought he was in the clear- "Z-zane?," KC spoke.

Zane went numb and spun around. He felt ice cold, "Kkkkkkaw-," was all he could get from his brain out his mouth.
"There's a- no easy way to say this so I'm just gonna said it," KC said, but it sounded like she was reassuring herself instead of anyone else. Her thumb was rubbing up against her pointer finger so fast it almost looked like she was trying to start a fire.

Zane was confused, was she feeling the same way he was? Did she want to talk about that night? Her foot was in a cast? When did that happen? Where has she been the last few days?

"Zane, breath in and out. I'm pregnant and it's yours. It happened that night and I just found out a few days ago when I went to the hospital when I sprained my ankle, and - and..." she said apparently out of breath.

Oh you got to be shitting me...