The Kill

Sterling heard a loud BAM! He didn't think much of it, but just to make sure he called out her name. No response.

"Lina!" he shouted. "You all right?!" He kept packing.

No response.

"Ah, hell." he broke out into a jog and ran into the kitchen, she hit her head and was knocked out. "Really?" he growled. "Perfect." he picked her up and grabbed a wet cloth and put it on her face. "Wake up?" He had never had a woman pass out on him, a pregnant one at that. "Damn, fuck, shit... FUCK SHIT!" he growled what was he suppose to do?

Caralina heard someone talking above her and she fought to hear it.

"Stop cussing, will ya." She moaned touching her head.

"What happened?" He asked as she opened her eyes.

"I slipped." She replied blinking. "I just need some tylenol." She started to sit up and he pushed her back down.

"I"ll get it." He rpelied.

"I can get it myself, I just fell, I'm prefectly fine."

Sterling put up his hands in surrender. "Alright, Sterling Pierce, EVIL." he said and let her go, not leaving the room.

"You don't need to worry about me I'm a big girl. I don't need your help." she glared.

He turned his head to the left and just looked at her. "Why are you trying to pick a fight with me?" he asked in a gentle tone.

"I'm not." She replied standing up and walking ot the bathroom. He followed. SHe grabbed the tylenol and popped two in her mouth drinking water after to wash them down.

"Yes, you are." He replied blockign the door.

"No, I'm not. Why do you think i must always tell you exactly what I'm feeling and thinking, but if I ask you whats wrong, and don't except nothing as an answer you get mad." SHe replied crossing her arms. "I don't want to know everything, I'm fine with not knowing everything, but I don't like being lied to." She replied crossing her arms.

Sterling had on an irrated expression. "See your doing it." he said.

"I AM NOT!" she shouted.

Sterling raised an eyebrow, "point made."

"Stop talking to me in that supierior tone! You're talking to me like I'm a little kid who drew all over the walls with a crayon." She made a sound.

"Well I don't like getting yelled at and I don't believe in arguing." Sterling said in a normal voice.

"And I don't like being lied to!" She hissed crossing her arms. "Liars only mean to cause harms." She replied shoving past him.

"Sometimes lies protect people." He replied.

"No, no they don't." She replied spinning aroudn to face him. "If somethign can't be told to someone you just say that. You don't lie!"

So when he told her, that meant he was a dead man? Oh great that made him feel oh so confident. He looked away. "I've got work to do. When you decide to be more reasonable you can find me your a smart girl." he stormed out ofthe room. Why was this so hard? Just because he wasn't ready for the family life? This was going to put him in an early grave. He stormed out into the shed that held all the tools and projects. He stuffed tools into a box muttering curses. How could he make her understand?

Caralina growled and laid down on the bed suddenly tired. "Nap, then packing." She yawned closing her eyes.

"Lina, wake up. It's dinner time." She blinked when she saw Sterling standing over her.

"Impossible, we haven't had lunch yet." She yawned sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

"When did you lay down?" He asked.

"Right after you stormed out." She stood up and looked at the clock. 'I must've been tired." She shrugged and walked to the kitchen working on packing up the rest of the stuff that was in it.

"Well we're almost done, one more room and we'll leave back to the lake house." Sterling said, grabbing two more large boxes.

"Are you mad at me?" she asked.

He stopped walking and didn't face her. "No... No I'm not mad at you Lina. I'm just tired." This time it was the truth whether it was what she wanted to hear or not.

Caralina nodded and got up moving to the last room as she started packing it up. IT already had some stuff in boxes. She yawned as she taped the last box up and marked it.

"All done." Sterling replied as he loaded the last box. "The movers will come get hte furniture."

"Will we need most of it?" She asked.

"We'll see what we want and sell the rest." HE replied as they climbed in the truck. "I'll sleep well tonight." She watched him rub his shoulder.

When they got back to the other house and made sure the boxes were covered up she made him sit on the couch as she messaged his back getting all the kinks out of it.


**So we gonna do the picture or not?**

**Back Um yeah go for it**

Sterling felt tiny hands on his back, wow. She knew what she was doing and it felt great. He rolled his shoulders when she was done. "Thank you very much." he tried to relax but still kept his guard up.

**blah**

"Your welcome." She smiled as she grabbed a box.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Unpacking a few things." She replied. She opened it up not noticing that it was a box that was already packed. She picked up the picture frame that was in it. It was of Sterling and another lady at a wedding, as the bride and groom. "Whose this?" She asked.


***I have to go to the store for dad. :@*

**Oh what fun lol**

Sterling stared at the picture, he couldn't believe he still had that, he thought he'd burned it the night they had signed divorce papers.

"That's my ex wife, Claire." Shit both woman had a 'C' in the beginning of their name... Not Good. Maybe he was cursed to the letter 'C'. "We uh married when we were 21 and we both left at 23."

Lina looked a bit hurt. "So did you two have any children?"

Sterling would have laughed but then realized she herself was pregnant. "No... No, no, no. We would have been the parents from hell." he said.

Caralina nodded. "I don't see how you would. I think you'll be a good dad." She replied softly setting the picture to the side. He grabbed it and tossed it in the trash not even looking at it.

"I'm not sure, we'll find out though, won't we." He replied walkign over. "What else is in there?"

He looked more and more into the box. "Ooh a blender, now I know why the picture was put in there. It was ment to be blended." he said aloud.

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