Onyx's pov
After the movie, me and Ben go upstairs, and he lays in bed, and plays on his laptop. I walk over, holding my baby bulge.
"What 'cha doing?" I smile, and sit next to him. He shows me the screen.
"Clever bot." He grins, "Its life."
"Alright... I'm gonna take a shower..." I smile, and slip my knife into my pocket. He nods, and types.
"Have fun with the water." He smiles and goes back to typing. I smile, and then frown as I get to the bathroom. I close the door, and attempt to lock it, but my hands are shaking.
'Me and Ryan were supposed to have a child before you bitches...'
I strip down, and turn on the water. I get in, knife in hand, and sit on the floor of the tub. I turn the water on hotter, and let it soak me.
I let the hot water hit my head, and my hair wets and covers my face like a screen. I brush a little of it away. I look down at the knife, and at my unborn baby in my stomach.
"A few cuts can't hurt..." I sigh softly, and then close my eyes.
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All I Want For Christmas Is You
FanfictionCreepy Pasta story. I own no-one. ~Onyx X Ben~ Onyx belongs to BattleOfTheBands17 ((there may be a second book, I'm not sure, so pull it together, follow me, and wait in my front yard)) ***MAY CONTAIN INAPPROPRIATE CONTENT***
