•MASON•
He is so stupid. He is as stupid as a dang pigeon. I mean who goes out and drinks that much, late at night when you have a pregnant girlfriend at home?
Am I sounding like my mother?
I think I do. She used to say that all the time.
Everything that can be turned on that can make it bright in this house is and I dare him to change it. I hear him groaning from outlet room which puts a smirk on my face.
I turned on the light and opened the blinds. No Advil or water by the bed either. He wants to act irresponsibly, so be it.
"MASON." He yells while groaning in agony. Man if it bad I think this is funny? I grab my Nutella and pickles. I reach the door and stare at him.
He has the pillow covering his face. Stupid excuse of a human life.
"Yes my baby?" I said in a overly sweet voice.
"Please turn off the lights and close the blinds. Oh and get me some Advil and water? Please." He pleads.
You know, My little Pony is on. I think i'm going to watch that.
"No dear, I'm busy." I walk back to the couch and turn on my show. With a smirk still on my face as I hear him cuss and groan.
Could my day get any better?
The doorbell rings and I decide i'm going to put my dear boyfriend through hell today so I let the person annoyingly ring the doorbell a million times. I make it sound like a song so it doesn't annoy me as much.
"GET THE DOOR BELL MASON!"
"YOU GET IT YOU BIG OAF! IM PREGNANT!" I hear shuffling and I watch him slam the door open with a frown on his face.
"What the hell do you want?" He sounds so grumpy.
"Who are you?" It sounds like a teenage girl. What does she want?
"I'm looking for my sister. Someone told me she lived here so does she?"
"Who the hell are you?" He repeats again. Gosh, he is so mad. This is hilarious.
"I'm Juliet, Juliet Crimson."
JULIET?!
I jumped from the couch and ran to the door. There my little sister was. She's gotten so tall. She looks the same as always though. Brown curly hair and blue-grey eyes.
"Damn, y'all genes run strong don't they?" He turns to me and tilted his head in the most adorable way.
"Aw, your a cutie. Yes baby, they do run strong."
She smiled once she saw me then looked at my stomach. "YOUR PREGNANT?!" I forgot to tell her didn't I? Shit.
"Yes." I simply say.
"I need to use the restroom." I quickly run to the restroom and fish for my phone. I scroll down to my brothers contact.
"Come on, pick up." I mummer.
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Pregnant with the enemies baby
RomanceHave you ever slept with the enemy? Ever been pregnant with their baby?