Disasterology

Disasterology

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"What are you doing?" My voice shook as Vic came in and shut my door locking it. "What are you hiding?" He spoke gently and cocked his head to the side. "What are you talking about?" My heart raced. I felt her trying to come out. I backed up quickly and hit my dresser knocking off almost everything. "Vic just please get out." I gasped feeling my way along the wall. "No." He walked towards me. How can things get any worse?
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And there he stood, in his dark gray t-shirt and his gym shorts. He threw his fist into the door again. "How the hell, did he find out where I lived?" My question went unanswered through the air as I unlocked the deadbolt and then slowly and carefully, opened to door. "Well, hi there," I smiled up to the tall figure, who frowned down at me, and I totally understand why. I mean, I get it. "You're pregnant? You have a fetus in your vagina?" He asked pointing to my stomach. I gave him the most stupidest look in my entire life. "Wh-where did you get your logic?"

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