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Project Drama [Part 34]

Recap: Then things got too far.

 

Nicole’s P.O.V

 

“Nicole, Nicole, Nicole,” an annoying voice tugged my skinny long-sleeve shirt. “I need to talk to you come here!” I turned around and there was Josh. Of course there was Josh preceding me to hide away with him instead of staying in public. I opened the door he was peaking in from and grabbed his arm as he led me down a dark closet he turned on the lights and it was a dusky living room with a plasma T.V. “I’m going to do it.”

 

“Do what?” I said annoyed. I wanted to get back to the party even though I was barely enjoying myself.

 

He sighed. “I’m breaking up with Jessica, tonight.”

 

“I don’t care.”

 

“What why? I had a long thought about it…” his eyes trailed away for a second. “We’re obviously not getting an abortion anytime soon and you don’t want to do adoption which I don’t see is a problem I’m going to have to…break away from my life with Jessica.”

 

I chuckled and then remarked, “That’s sweet.” But then my voice became solemn and my chuckle became dark, “But I know the only reason why you are breaking up with Jessica is because she is no longer in the top clique.”

 

“Yeah, and I have a child with you.”

 

I didn’t say anything because I knew there was way more reasons. But all of that was way beyond my control. I just decided to question him instead. “So then how come were hiding down in this trap door or whatever it is?”

 

“People are already saying your pregnant and I’m the father…I think somebody most have saw us together and you’re going to start getting fatter. I just…what are we going to do, what are we going to do? I’m freaking out here. This is not supposed to happen to me! I’m not supposed to have kids until I’m thirty.” He snapped freaking out slamming his head in the wall pacing through the largely sized closet.

 

I sighed my face flushing a cheery tone. “You don’t think I’m freaking out? You could deny it in a second and somebody will believe you! I have no excuses no proof no anything because I will get bigger month by month and I can’t do anything about it. So why don’t you stop thinking about yourself for once, Josh Farro and start thinking about somebody else for a change! Besides, who would want a kid when they’re thirty! Then it’ll be ten when you’re forty. I’m seventeen so it’ll be fourteen when I turn thirty.”

 

“What is that a pro? Our kids guy friends are going to have crushes on you because there young or something? Do you honestly want to raise this child, seriously? ‘Because I’m not doing it but I have to stay with you apparently for the time being!” He yelled. “I’m out of here! Leaving now!” He stormed running to the door fumbling around with the doorknob.

 

“Here let me try!” I said angrily. I fumbled with it too and I think it took us a long time to figure out it was actually locked. We turned to each other eyes wide. “So we’re locked…” I tried to stay calm but the deluge in my face appeared.

 

His eyes widened grabbing the doorknob and trying to unlock it. He yelped, “UNLOCK THE DOOR!” I rolled my eyes. Obviously, we weren’t getting out for awhile.

 

“So about our child…I’m thinking Andrew or Andrea…if we have a twin boy and a girl,” I teased my anger releasing to the point of psychotic chaos and hysteria.

 

“Don’t even joke about that, seriously,” and the tone of his voice became solemn so instantly shut my mouth. “We’ll name the children after you because you’re just the one who made everything work out so smoothly…Nicole and Nathan perhaps?”

 

I sighed. “Like you’re doing anything to prevent this from happening, I mean I don’t even want children! I mean especially with you, seriously.”

 

Josh laughed his eyes looking down. “Look at us, worrying about a child we just made. That’s so very ideal. You know no matter us both have to go through this. It’s only the second month and were already thinking of baby names…we’ll probably have to get married.”

 

I started to giggle he was making perfect sense and the reality shot through my body. “Marriage?” I said unbelievably. “We won’t have to get married, will we? That sounds a little insane.”

 

“Well, isn’t that usually what happens? If the baby’s daddy decides to stay with the mother,” he pouted rolling his eyes, “then usually they end up getting married. Then the move into a trailer park and have twenty more kids who all have reading disabilities because the mother was drinking during pregnancy.”

 

I thought what could happen…

 

“Hey Andrew, can you pass a condom?” Josh asked Andy. I rolled my eyes. “HURRY UP!” he yelled. “We’re not waiting all day. Some people have to make a living to feed you tonight!” Andy looked at him frightened. I think Andy was our son…he was six. Yes, he was six. Then Amy was six and they were twins. Natalie was our little blonde-haired daughter…but I didn’t even think she was mine and she was five. Jay was me and Josh’s child and he was five-years old. Then Zach was our newborn baby and I was pregnant with a girl (I just found out on the ultraviolet test) and we named her Asia.

“I’ll get you one.” I said giving Amy the Kraft Dinner box to pour in the pot. I went to through the drawer through condoms and threw him one miserably. I picked up Natalie and Andy then laid them on the couch turning the channel to G-rated cartoons because they were on sick-related ones that Josh put on earlier. I went into my bedroom which Josh was engaging in sexual intercourse and looked through the dresser drawers furiously. “Where did you put the tin foil and needles?”

 

I could hear his moan sickening in through my head and the children screamed. “Somewhere by the television set,” he responded. I nodded my head looking at them disgustedly. “Want to join? She said she’ll pay extra.” I looked at the helpless teenaged girl and her eyes widened.

 

“No, I just need some heroin and then I’m going to bed. How much money does she have?” I hollered from across the trailer. I unwrapped the tin foil and grabbed the cigarette.

 

“I don’t know,” Josh admitted. “She better have at least sixty dollars or else this ones going with the rest.”

 

I nodded my head. I could careless about the girl. She’d be running off somewhere safe back to her parents and we’d just be wanted more. I lived a life of hell everyday and she just has to live it once. It was probably even pleasurable to her…

 

I could hear Zach crying from in his kennel. I wanted to help him the most. His life was going to be hell and he was only one month old and he resided in a dog kennel and drank contaminated milk. It all started to sink in so fast. I could hear Andy and Amy fighting over the television shows. I could hear Natalie in a corner crying and slapping her bruises harshly so she wouldn’t feel the pain. I could hear Jay tapping his feet at the edge of the bed where Josh and that teenager were doing unimaginable things. I could hear Josh’s frightening moans. I could hear the teenager drizzle.

 

The voices screamed inside my head and I couldn’t help anyone of them. I grabbed the rest of the heroin and ran into the bathroom opening the window finding the razors. It was over.

It all drove into my head. It was all a possibility. It could all definitely happen. At that very moment I wanted to hurt Josh so bad. I don’t know how I could stand locked in this door with him and I sure as hell know one thing.

I am not getting married to Josh Farro!

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See! I said I would be posting this sexy fanfiction more often. I was just stuck on Nicole's P.O.V for the longest time. XD Then I thought of the whole furture thing and I just kept on writing...hha. I love writing about misery. ;D Anyways, comments would be very well appreciated.
Suggestions, perhaps?
Maddi.