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"Morning" I sniffled.

"Morning baby, what's wrong?" He held me tighter.

"What's wrong is your trying to get me killed" I smacked his hand and tried to move away from him.

"I am not" he said a little defensively.

"Are you sure? Because it seems way different to me, your trying to take me back into predator territory and abandon me" I sat up with my back against the headboard.

"Should I not take you there?" He sounded unsure of what he said.

"I don't know, why are you asking me?" From sniffling to sobbing I bet I look like a mess, and I blame it all on my pregnancy hormones like who gave this unknown person permission to put their baby in me, I mean what the heck man I don't want to be popping out a baby or babies.

"Ok don't cry I won't take you back there yet, let's just get ready for school then we figure out the rest later"

"Sounds like a plan lets go" I wiped my eyes and got out of bed as though nothing happened.