Dun dun duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun :P
between Paisley and Gerard.
"What are you two yelling about," Donna asked as she descended the stairs.
Gerard rubbed the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger, "She is not going to school today.
She needs to go to the doctor."
Paisley scowled, "I'm not sick. I just have a cold."
"What about your vomiting?"
Gerard tried to step closer to his girlfriend but Mama Way intercepted him.
"I must have eaten something that obviously didn't agree with me."
Gerard sidestepped his mom and placed his hand on Paisley's forearms.
"Baby, you've been sick for the past three days. It couldn't be from something you've eaten because
you haven't. You haven't been able to keep anything down."
Paisley shook his off and turned to Donna.
"I'm fine. I can go to school--what?"
Paisley cut herself off as Donna began to shake her head.
"No you are not. You are staying here and I am going to make you a Dr. appointment. Don't 'but' me either."
Gerard breathed a sigh of relief as his mom ascended the stairs. Turning back to Paisley he received a
slap acorss his right cheek.
"You asshole. Now you have your mom involved. I don't need this. I can take care of my self. I've been
doing that for the past year or so."
Gerard grimaced as he rubbed his cheek.
"Paisley. Quit being difficult. It's probably nothing extreme--what?"
Paisley's already pale face lost the rest of it's remaining color.
"I just thought of something."
"We never used a condom."
Gerard's face paled.