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“Gerard, I need to talk to you,” Mikey grabbed his brother’s arm and pulled him into the room in Bob’s aunt’s house that they were sharing.

“Ow! Mikes, what is it? You’ve been acting weird since we got back from dinner.” Gerard rubbed the arm where Mikey had gripped him uncharacteristically firmly.

“I did something very bad, Gerard,” Mikey mumbled, looking down at the floor, almost too ashamed to admit it now that the time was upon him.

“What is it Mikes? Did you get someone pregnant?” Gerard looked at his brother quizzically.

“What? No! God, no.” Mikey rolled his eyes at Gerard’s jumping to conclusions. “I--Oh God, please don’t tell Bob--”

“Holy shit, Mikey!” Gerard yelled. “You slept with Pen?”

“Shh!” Mikey stared at his brother in wide-eyed terror. “Don’t go fucking yelling it everywhere! Especially with Bob in the same house!”

“You fucking asshole!” Gerard whispered, gaping at his brother. “How could you do that to Bob? And Pen? How could you?”

“I didn’t mean to! Honestly, she pushed herself on me!”

“Did she really? How is that possible? Her and Bob are, like, in love.”

“I thought so, too. But she also hooked up with Bob’s cousin.”

“Demetri?” Gerard couldn’t contain his shock at how loose Pen was being. “How’s that? He seems like such a nice guy!”

“Are you shitting me?” Mikey spat, soured by the mention of Demetri. “The minute I laid eyes on him, I knew he was bad news. It’s his fault.”

“Mikey, I hate to tell you this and shatter this high pedestal you’ve placed Pen on,” began Gerard, seeing how Mikey’s infatuation with his old flame was keeping him from seeing her flaws. “But it’s kind of Pen’s fault. If she just hooked up with you, then maybe it could have been a fluke, but two guys, Mikey. She’s engaged, and to be hooking up with two guys all willy-nilly is just…bad.” He sat down on the bed, his head beginning to hurt.

“She couldn’t help it; she was drunk!” Mikey said this without realizing what it was he was telling his brother. He smacked his hand over his mouth, trying to take back what he had just said, but it was too late.

Gerard gaped, blinking a few times and shaking his head. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He didn’t want to believe that his friend had once again begun a downward spiral. “That’s…that can’t be. Mikey…are you certain?” His mind bounced back to the incident in the kitchen, with the eggnog, and his stomach sunk. This was very possible.

Mikey nodded, ashamed that he had let his friend’s secret slip. “Yes. I don’t know what to do.”

“’Sup, bitches,” Frank wandered into the room, attracted by the noise.

“Pen is…” Mikey couldn’t finish the sentence and just shook his head.

“Little Red?” Frank looked from brother to brother, interest piqued in what was happening with their friend. “What happened?”

“Mikey fucked her,” Gerard said bluntly.

Both Mikey’s and Frank’s jaws dropped at this comment, creating an eruption from both.

“[I]What?[/I]”

“[I]Gerard![/I]” Mikey’s face was bright red. “We did [I]not[/I] have sex, okay? We just…”

“Came pretty damn close?” Gerard offered. Mikey turned even redder and stared at the floor.

“Damn, Mikey! Get some!” Frank clapped his hand on Mikey’s shoulder in congratulations.

“Frank, are you kidding? She almost slept with Mikey [I]and[/I] Bob’s cousin--”

“That cunt?” Frank shot both brothers a disgusted look. “What a douche!”

“Yeah, no shit,” Mikey agreed. He sat down on the bed and put his head in his hands, leaning his elbows on his knees dejectedly. “I need to talk to Pen,” he groaned.

“Well, then go get her!” Frank said.

“I can’t. She won’t wanna talk to me.”

“Are you shitting me? You gotta show a bitch who’s boss! Drag her in by the hair if she doesn’t want to come.”

“Then you go do it!” Mikey snapped at his friend, not in the mood for Frank’s chauvinistic humor.

“So, Doc, what’s the story? Am I, or…not?” Pen had gone to a clinic to see whether or not she was really pregnant. She’d been half-hoping that the clinic would be too full and she’d be able to put off finding out. But the waiting room had been empty, and she’d been shown a doctor’s office immediately. She’d sat for a few minutes on the unforgiving cushion covered in uncomfortable blue paper. Eventually, the doctor had walked in and checked her out.

“Ms. Rowan, have you been pregnant before?” the doctor asked, not answering Pen’s question.

“Umm…Well, yeah. I was…and then I miscarried…there was an accident.”

“I was afraid of that,” the doctor sat up, shaking her head slightly and pulling off her gloves. “No, Ms. Rowan, you’re not pregnant. And I don’t think you have to worry about that anymore.”

Pen gave her a quizzical look. What was that supposed to mean? “What do you mean…?” Pen felt uneasy from the doctor’s tone.

“Well, when you get an abortion or miscarriage, it lessens your chance for getting pregnant again. In your case, I’d put your chances at ever getting pregnant again to be very slim. In fact, I wouldn’t even bother using protection anymore.” The doctor said this all so matter-of-factly, Pen could only sit in shock for a moment at the news.

So…she could never get pregnant? She’d never be able to start a family with Bob? Oh, Bob…More secrets to keep from him, Pen thought to herself. She nearly cried thinking of how his heart would break, knowing he’d never be able to have children. “…Oh…” Pen wasn’t quite sure what to do. What was there to say after a stranger had just told her that she could never get pregnant? “Well…Thanks.” It didn’t really seem appropriate to thank the woman, considering, but even so…

Pen got off the table and got dressed. She hurried out of the office and home as quickly as possible. She hadn’t even considered time. She’d been gone so long, Bob would have definitely noticed. Whether or not he’d care was a different story altogether, especially after the news that Pen was bringing home…

“Bob,” she called out as she walked into the house, stomping snow out of her boots. “I’m home. Sorry I’m so late; there was a lot of…lines…” Yet another lie. Oh well, Bob hadn’t answered her back. He was probably asleep or getting ready to go to bed. Or just angry. The latter was the more likely reason. Pen slid out of her boots and padded up the stairs, eager to get to sleep and forget about the day, if only for a few hours.

“What the fuck are you doing!” Pen was taken by surprise when Frank stormed out of his room, grabbed her by the hair, and yanked her into it. She kicked and smacked back at her assailant, but to no avail. “Frank!” she yelled when finally released. “If this is a joke, it’s not fucking funny. I’m not in the fucking mood.”

“Great tactics, Frank,” Mikey looked sourly at Pen’s captor. To the redhead, “We need to talk, Pen. We need to talk about what happened earlier.”

“Mikey, really, not now. Just…please, not now.” Pen’s shoulders sagged and she collapsed on the bed beside him.

Mikey examined her for a moment before sighing. “Okay--”

“What? No. Pen, you and Mikey have to talk.” Gerard put his foot down, not allowing Mikey to be taken in by Pen’s puppy-dog eyes and poor-me façade.

“Gerard, really, it’s fine. Pen’s obviously stressing right now--”

“She should be stressing! She cheated on her fiancé [I]twice![/I] That’s something to be stressed about, especially when she obviously has no intention of telling him anything.”

“You told them?” Pen got off the bed and stared down at Mikey, mouth agape. “How could you, Mikey! What were you thinking?”

“I was thinking that I was confused and ashamed that I almost had sex with my best friend’s fiancée!” Mikey tried to defend himself.

“Look, Mikey, you don’t have to feel bad for this. It’s my fault, I’ll take care of it.”

“Really, Pen? Because I don’t see you taking care of anything.”

“Maybe if you’d let me go to my fucking room and see my fucking boyfriend, I’d be able to talk to him!” With that, Pen got up and marched huffily out of the room.




W00t! New update, bitch. Yeah. I'm on top of my gammmmeeee. So yeah. What do you think? I decided it was too much for Pen to be pregnant again. I felt like you guys would think that I was just recycling old concepts and over-using them. So is this better? I try. So...go comment! And rate, pleaseeeeee. OverAndOutxx