Book two: Impractical (Crawford and Chris Collins)

Chapter 6

I took a shower, and while Crawf was taking a shower I sat on bed with my head in my hands. I felt like I was gonna throw up every 5 seconds. The funny thing is, I remember little bits of last night but it had no feelings involved. I can't believe I actually slept with him, again. I don't think that me throwing up is because of the hang over... Did he even use a condom?! AM I GONNA GET PREGNANT AND DIE? I'm not gonna think to much of it.

"You okay?" Crawford sits next to me, only with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"No." I sigh.

He wraps his arm around me and puts his lips on to mine. I wanted to push him away, yet I didn't like there was a force that was holding me back from doing so. It was almost like I was enjoying the sweet passionate kisses I was getting from him.

"So you didn't jolt back and slap me." he whispers into the kiss. He kisses my jaw line, he gets down to my neck, and I instantly found out I had a sore hickey, which made me wince once he kissed it.

"Sorry." he looks at me nervously.

"It's good."

"I don't know if I could go to anymore parties... I feel like shit" I hold my head in my hands.

"Let's just get you some Advil and water? Maybe you should rest a bit."

I groan and fall back on to the bed.

"You just want to fuck me again." honestly, I'm crabby as fuck. I felt like I was continuously being beaten with a wooden stick. Only a wooden stick because I would shoot a motherfucker if they hit me with even a rock.

"Well damn, that was straight out." (OH MY GOD THIS STORY IS WAY DIRTIER THAN I MEAN IT TO... God damn..)

"Yeah no." he scratches the back of his neck.

"Go get changed!" I hit his back and I leave the room. I walk down past the lobby, to outside, and I walk down the street to get a feeling of where I was. I stopped to see the most devious girl infront of me, Tiffany...

That's all I saw other than something in her hand until I blacked out...

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I woke up in a hospital, how did I get here? The last thing I remember was... Oh... Yep, Tiffany.

"Ma'am.. You're awake! Now listen, you have been in acomma for a week. I asked your friends if you were... Er.. Sexually active because the shots we were gonna inject could hurt a potential baby... Crawford, I believe, said yes, and I'd advise you to get a pregnancy test because you've been having symptoms of pregnancy." he says in one breathe.

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Mindfuck... No seriously, The only thing I have planned is the ending and I'm just trying to create plot twists. I don't edit my chapters, but I put so much work and progress on this... Please vote and in return I will make another chapter! Please comment ideas, Who wants her to be tomato sauce?! Get it.. Preggo?