Twisted love

After

fast forward 2 months

the day the dempsey family and ally were at the hospital, ally was diagnosed with stage 2 tnbc. she later went to find darby and they'd found out that he had 3 small meningiomas located on his spine, ally had to think through her options while darby just started treatment to shrink the tumours before he had surgery, ally had to push her feelings away for awhile and be there for darby while also being present and being strong for herself. for now she was with darby but still kept patrick as an option.

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Ally's POV

darby: ally what are you going to do about your options?

ally: you know- i've really been thinking, hard, and i think we should have a baby.

darby: what- no, we can't

ally: come on darby, i may only live 3-15 months it's worth a try to have somewhat of a life, we're only young and we're both at risk here

darby: yeah i guess but there's a problem-

ally: what?

darby: well, since i started treatment, they realized this would really damage- uh- you know my uh-

ally: semen?

darby: right yeah- uh- so i got a vasectomy

ally: oh. um well there are other options, we could get a sperm donor or adopt-

darby: or we could get my brother or dad to be out sperm donor because then it would actually be blood related to me

ally: that's a great idea! i'll call your dad later to ask what he thinks. i'm gonna go now, talk later?

darby: of course

as i walked out of his room i couldn't help feeling anything but guilty. when he mentioned his dad being a sperm donor, all i could think about was his dad touching me, caressing my body, making love to me. oh how i wanted to be fucked, i haven't had sex in weeks, maybe months, it's too long. god i need some, and with patrick. darby naturally inherited some skills from his father, and he is good, but no one can come near the skill level of patrick.

-ringtone-
*over the phone*

patrick: hello?

ally: paddy! i've been meaning to call for awhile, can you meet me at beachside fertility at 2-

patrick: wait what why-

ally: gotta go! bye

i hung up the phone fast before he could ask any questions or mention anything about conception because conception, in most cases, meant sex, and i can't talk about sex with the person who i'm dating's father who also just so happens to be the man i'm in love with, who i need sex from, but can't have because i'm dating his son. who has cancer, and i do too, so no, this can't happen.

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after what seemed like forever patrick finally showed up. i was mad because he was late but then, he stepped out of the car, and holy shit did he look hot. he was wearing a navy blue suit with a white dress shirt in under, matched with a blue tie. his biceps fit so well in this suit, his bulge looked nice too;) as much as his outfit and even just his presence made me even more horny, i had to stop thinking about the sex. i can't do this. i had to avoid eye contact.

patrick: ally- ally?

i snapped back from my sex thoughts.

ally: oh paddy, sorry um, just a lot on my mind