Matched

"I was nice to you when you were sick." He coughed.

"I made you some soup." She agrued.

"Then you start getting pmsy on me." He replied.

"I am NOT PMSing!" she growled. "I don't think I'll be PMSing until... I don't really know yet, I've had a lot on my mind, lately." she said and dismissed the thought.

"What, you just forgot?" he asked rolling his eyes.

"Like I said I have alot on my mind." she said.

"Like what? Putting make up on guys?" He growle.d


*I'll let her reply to that. *

"I'm gonna slap you ina minute." she shook her head.

"Ooh, I'm scared." he grinned. "Are you going to jump on my back again?" he mocked.

**blah**

"Your a pain in the ass!" She screamed.

"THank you. Now I'm sick, get out before you get it again. Go dress up your boys." He smiled.


*tears*

"You know what? I think I will!" she growled, "go do your damn constuction."

"I'm sick!" he squeaked, mimicking her.

"No, your just a damn baby. Your really making me not want kids." she said.

"Good, ONE thing we can agree on." he laughed.
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After Katy was done with the drag queens she felt kind of sick, she needed to refill her medications, the one for her headaches, anxiety and for her birth control. Her entire body shook, it was middle of december. By the time she got to the doctor she asked him to refill.

"What are you doing with children's floride?" the doctor asked.

"Excuse me?" she asked.

"In that bottle, it's full of Children's floride." he explained.

"No, that bottle was full of my birth control-" Katy stopped. "Oh, my God." she said. She needed to see Celeste NOW!

**idk I was really bored**

**She should get pregnate **

I've nothing

**OK, and he should be pretty hostile since he doesn't want kids.**

Katy pounded on Celete's door, her fathers sportscar was gone. Celeste opened the door in her silk robe.

"Katy, what are you doing? It's ten in the morning!" she said.

"What did you do to these?" Katy held up the bottle.

Celeste looked nervious. "What are you talking about?" she asked. "I have no idea what your talking about, those are your birth control pills." she said.

"Then why did the doctor tell me it was childrens floride?" she asked. "How could you do that to me?!"

"I did what I had to do." Celeste said. "You and Tyrel obviously weren't going to have a baby all by yourselves." she said. "Much less stayed married."

"You knew! You knew. UGH!!!" Katy shouted. "I don't want anything to do with you, or my father... Did he know?" she asked.

Celeste nodded. "Goodbye, Katy." Celeste closed the door gently. It started to rain. By the time she got to her car she was soaked. She finally drove home, numb. Unable to understand. Kaaty wasn't just sick, she was pregnant.

Tyrel walked around the house in a fog. He was really sick. Katy walked in the house and threw her wet coat on the tabel walking towards the bathroom.

"You look sick." he said as he put some soup on the stove.

"I'm taking a shower." She said.

"Alrigh."

She walking into the bathroom, and shut the door, she braced her hands against the sink and leaned in. Then she covered her eyes and felt tears stream down her cheeks. She didn't want to see her father or step mother ever again. She wanted to scream, she remained quiet. She was so confused, why? She pulled the pills out of her purse. She was so angry she threw them against the toliet the bottle cracked and the top of the bottle popped off and the pills flew everywhere. She knew she had to tell Tyrel, but she needed to take it in herself first.

After she was done taking a shower she sat on the edge of the bed, she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, the house was pretty warm. She felt tears just pouring out of her eyes. She say Tyrel, he was smiling, but once he saw her, the smile faded.

"Katy, what's wrong?" he asked.

she bit her lip. "Nothing. I just had a fight with my step mom thats all." Partly the truth.

"Well, I'm sorry." he sniffled. "I just finished the living room, you can ah paint whenever you feel ready."

"You better get started on a guest bedroom." she said.

"Why?" he asked curiously.

she looked up at him, looking him in the eyes then looking quickly away. "Because I'm pregnant." she admitted.

**let you have the honors of his cruel reaction**

Tyrel felt like she stabbed him. "What?" He demanded

"I. AM. Pregnate." She said again.

"Ok, jokes over. THat's not something to joke about." He growled.

"I'm not joking!" She cried.

"I thought you were on the pill." He said crossing his arms.

"I thought so too! By my step mom gave me something else that wasn't birth control!" She cried.

"Damn it, Katy!" He slammed his fist in the wall.

"I didn't plan this!" She screamed.

"I've got a room to build." He said turning and stalking out of the room.

Katy followed him. "Look, Tyrel, I'm really sorry." she said.

"You know what? Whatever." he growled keeping his back to her. "You know I didn't want children."

"I know." she stared at his back. "I'm sorry."

"Your sorry?!" he growled. "Sorry, isn't going to make this complication go away."

She twisted her hands lacing them together and placing them over her stomach. "It's not a complication, Tyrel it's a baby." she said. "We're married it's pretty much expected." she said shrugging.

"Because we're married, it's expected? First of all, we were choosen for each other, not willingly married because we got lost in each others eyes. I owed your father a favor, if I knew it was going to end up like this, I would have rather died." he said.

Katy recoiled like he'd slapped her. "I'm sorry, I got pregnant, honestly you shouldn't be fighting me. I can't undo what's already been done, unless you want me to have an abortion." she bit her lip expecting him to answer right away, when he didn't she stared at him.

"No, I don't want you to kill it." he said. THe look on her face made him stop and take a deep breath. "We'll just have to take care of it. We did this. We're stuck with it."

"Yes." She breathed.

"So, I have a room to work on."


*ugh*

She didn't know what to do. She just simply walked away. She had no idea what she was feeling. Happiness? Overjoyed? Sad? Angry? She had no idea what she was feeling. She was still in shock she was pregnant. Her cell phone buzzed, she looked down and it was Jimmy, one of the drag queens. It was a text,

'hey beautiful, I know it's your day off, but Marty got that stomach flu that's been going around will you come down and help?' it asked.

Stomach flu my ass, Katy thought. Surely Marty wasn't pregnant. Katy rolled her eyes and texted back.
'I'll be right there.' She plucked her car keys from the key bowl and left.

****Nothin****