Chapter 2

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November 18, 2016 Tuesday

Sasha pov

I walk into Shay's house feeling and looking like shit. The cast has off today so we're all at Shay's house.


Shay: hey you ok?

Sasha: shshsh no talking.

I put my car keys down. I lean into Shay her sent helps. I Angel jumps on me I smell her breath. I spring to the bathroom. I hold my hair up.

Shay: you ok?!

Ash: I go cracks and water.

Sasha: yeah I think it's stress.


Shay: you sure?


She looks worried. I nod.

Sasha: yeah what's going on with you?


Shay: nothing.

Sasha: I think I might be sick.


Shay touches my head.


Shay: your not hot it could be something else.

I stand up and go to the sink.



Sasha: like what?


I grab my tooth brush and brush my teeth. I look at Shay and Shay looks away. I finish then I remember something. She's been really weird.

Sasha: babe look at me.

I look at her through the mirror Shay sighs. I turn around.

Shay: you may be....



I didn't hear the last part she has tears in her eyes. I turn around I pick Shay's head up.

Sasha: babe just tell me please.


Shay: I think your pregnant I didn't use a condom the first 2 times. You haven't gotten your period it's late. I'm sorry.


Shay pov


I look at Sasha she moves away from me.

Shay: Sasha please I'm sorry.

She walks past me I fallow her I wipe my face.


Shay: Sasha!


She grabs her car keys and walks out my house. I sigh I'm such an idiot I should have told her weeks ago.


Lucy: is Sasha ok?


Shay: yeah I think she went home. She's not feeling good.


20 minutes later

I see Sasha come back she grabs my ear and drags me upstairs.

Shay: Aw Aw Aw!

We get to my room she locks the door she puts her keys and bag down. She takes out a pregnancy test.


Shay: Sasha-


Sasha: shut the fuck up.



She says really pissed I just sit on the bed. She looks at the box. She opens it and goes to the bathroom she leaves the door open. I hear scratching at the door I open it and lock it. Angel walks to the bathroom. She loves Sasha more than me some time. I sit on the bed I hear Sasha wash her hands.

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