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Killjoy + Staphi NO.3:D:D:D:D:D
(idek why XD)
Angel was stood by the door, waiting for Adam. When he came through, she nudged his shoulder and motioned for him to come with her to the other room, not really wanting to reveal the pregnancy over the dinner table. Her cheeks were still tear stained, as she knew her life was pretty much over now she was having a child with a man she hated. "I need to talk to you.."
Angel was stood by the door, waiting for Adam. When he came through, she nudged his shoulder and motioned for him to come with her to the other room, not really wanting to reveal the pregnancy over the dinner table. Her cheeks were still tear stained, as she knew her life was pretty much over now she was having a child with a man she hated. "I need to talk to you.."
Adam followed her to the room, slightly confused why she would even want to talk to hm. He was pretty sure that he was hated by her, and that he had expressed his hate for her pretty clearly. "What?" He asked her, raising an eyebrow as he entered the room. Then he noticed the tear stains on her cheeks and bit his lip, softening up a little. He was a sucker for crying girls.
"I... I haven't been feeling great lately, so I... I went to the local clinic and they told me to take a home pregnancy test. I did, and it came back positive. You're going to hate me even more, because you're the father," Angel told him. Frankly, she'd wished absolutely anybody else could be the father, anyone but Adam.
Adam watched her carefully, leaning against the wall as he listened. His eyes widened in disbelief at her words. "Me? I'm the father? Are you absolutely positive?" He breathed out. No, no, he was too young to be a dad. H wasn't ready. And certainly not with Angel.
Angel fiddled with her fingers, staring at the floor as he questioned her. "Yes, you, I'm positive," Angel told him. Gods, she wished she wasn't this positive, but she knew it had to have been him. "I guess you don't have to look after him or her, but I'd appreciate something out of you being the father."
"So you've decided to keep it?" He asked her softly, biting his lip. Of course he would man up and take responsibility. This baby needed a father and a mother. "Well... we should... make a plan then, I guess," she muttered softky.
"I don't agree with abortion unless it's rape, and I wanted to have sex with you as much as you did me, so it wasn't rape," Angel said bravely, biting her lips. She still didn't like him, but knew they'd have to work together. This baby would just have to take turns seeing his or her mom and dad. "Yeah... How will we tell the others?"
Adam let out a soft sigh. He knew he wasn't ready for any of this, but he didn't have a choice. He was the father, and he knew that he had to support her. He wanted to, really, it was just difficult. "I don't know," he admitted.
Angel just nodded before walking away to her bunk, knowing it was suspicious to wait outside the dining-room. Hopefully, Adam would follow, but she didn't count on it. The whole ordeal caused Angel's eyes to once again water and as her head hit the pillow, she curled up in a ball and sobbed, not wanting to keep this baby.
Adam knew she wanted to follow him, well after five minutes and after getting a look from her. He walked after her, unsure what she wanted to discuss, well the baby, but what about it? They couldn't do much now. "Angel?" he muttered softly, closing the door behind him as he entered the room. He saw her cry and his eyes widened. He rushed towards her, and sat on the edge of the bed. "Please don't cry," he said softly.
"How can I not cry?" Angel sniffled as she lifted herself up, using her arm as a way of propping up. "I'm pregnant, don't exactly have the money to care for a baby and... We hate each other, the band will kill us; I can't continue performing after the pregnancy hits one month, even thought I don't particularly want it I don't want to hurt it," Angel said, covering her face. Crying was embarrassing, but crying in front of Adam was just pure humiliation. Why hadn't the band stopped them whilst stupidly drunk? Why did Angel have to fall pregnant?
Adam shook his head wildly at her words, surprising him and evidently her, by wrapping his arms around her and hugging her gently. "Angel, I don't hate you. Yeah, I dislike you, but hate is a little stupid. I mean, how can I hate you right now? I know this will affect our lives, and I'm not too happy about it, but it's going to happen anyway. You don't have to perform. I can stlil perform with my band, and make more money to support our baby," he said gently.
Angel didn't really hug him back, but she at least let him hug her. It was a nice embrace, she enjoyed the warmth. "I'll try get money, okay?" she told him, her hands shaking slightly. Gods, they were having a baby. How were they going to work this out? If they didn't hate each other, then they still disliked each other, and that was bad enough. "I guess we really have to tell the band.."
"Angel, you don't have to. I mean, this is a lot harder for you then for me. I can support for you and the baby," he explained gently, looking at her with a soft expression. He wasn't going to be harsh on her. "I mean, of course you can work until you're not able to anymore, but I'll give you money for the baby and for yourself okay?"
Angel shook her head, wiping away the last of the tears. "Only for the baby... This isn't a relationship, Adam. It's not the whole 'what's mine is yours' thing. I'll be okay, I have savings I can use to buy the baby's furniture and get my spare room set up..." she told him, before standing. "Come on, let's just get this over with..." she muttered, walking out into the dining room where the two bands stared.
"I know, but this is not only your fault. I want to provide for the baby too, and you'll not be able to work in a few months," he let out a soft sigh. He sighed as she got up and said that. He reluctantly nodded and walked after her, not wanting to tell the band. He knew he had to though.
"I know..." Angel said meekly, sitting herself down at the table. Kara turned to Angel and asked if she was okay, but Angel admitted that she wasn't, which started the conversation. "What's up?" Kara asked, looking at Angel with a faint frown. "I- I'm pregnant," the slightly shaken girl admitted, though she didn't mention Adam at all, she couldn't bring herself too. Instead, she looked to Adam, motioning for him to help her.
Adam sighed softly and followed her to the table, though he waited for her to tell them. Adam sighed and went over to Angel as she motioned for him to come. "Yeah, we... we were both drunk and slept together. I guess we shouldn't have drunk so much, but what's happened has happened," he sighed.
Angel found herself gripping onto Adam's arm under the table, telling everyone was hard, because it made it feel more real. Kara rose both brows, shocked to say the least. "Way to go," she mumbled, shaking her head. Jamie certainly wasn't happy, and Jason's reaction was something special. Mike, the bassist of Angel's group, was the only one to look at the two and tell Angel it was alright and Adam it wasn't his fault.
Adam watched her carefully as she gripped his arm. He knew she was nervous and scared, and so was he. He knew his bandmates were disappointed. But he wasn't the only one known for sleeping around, so he didn't why Jamie was judging them so harshly. "You know it was an accident, Jamie, don't act like you are an angel," he glared at him.
"Yeah, but I didn't knock up the drummer of the band we're touring with, did I?" Jamie snapped back, giving Adam an equally harsh glare. "Just shut up!" Angel said to Jamie, though she was partially saying it to Adam, too. "It's not like you guys didn't stop us! If I remember anything, it's you jerks laughing at the fact that Adam and I were making out!"
"I was drunk," he snapped back. "You should know all about that, Jamie, you know all about alcohol," he said, knowing he was being very mean. Everyone in the band knew of Jamie's problems with alcohol. He glared back at Angel as she glared at him. "Yeah, that's right. You were just laughing," he said slowly.
"Look, Angela, we're going back to Michigan next week, we'll drop you home then. I'm sure we'll be fine without a drummer, as much as we love you, I don't want you hurting that baby with all the stress. Maybe one of Tower's band members could fill in for us," Kara told Angel. Angel hated it when people called her Angela, and knew Kara did it whenever she wanted a serious conversation. "Shut up Adam, you're still the bastard who fucked about without protection. I may have a drinking problem, but I'm not stupid enough to screw someone I hate without protection. Do you have a brain in there?" he argued.
Adam glared at Jamie, his attention going to him while Angel's attention went to Kara. "You don't have a brain anymore because all your braincells were washed away by all that alcohol," he spat back at him. "I was drunk. Nice to know that my friend is supporting me," he snapped, getting up and darting off to his bedroom, mad at Jamie.
"Oh whatever, when have you supported one of us, huh?" Jamie yelled back, angry at his friend. Meanwhile, Angel was conversing with Kara as they decided to drop Angel off earlier, possibly as soon as Saturday, which was in three days time. Angel felt physically ill and wanted to go home, so this was a relief. Charlie was watching Jamie and Adam, rolling his eyes and both of them. "You're both assholes who need to sort your problems out," he muttered. Angel glared at Charlie and also Jamie, not appreciating their points. "You guys are just nasty!" she snapped, walking back to her own bedroom, where she found herself curling up. Though, this time she didn't cry, she just lay.
Adam sat on his bed, and lit a cigarette. He couldn't care less about the no smoking rule on the bus, he couldn't. He needed it right now. He stared out of the window, glaring as the other cars passed by. He was so mad at Jamie but also at himself. He knew that he had been stupid, but it was a mistake that couldn't be turned back. Jamie was just being an asshole.
Angel equally wasn't happy and was mad at herself, but she thought everybody on the bus was being an asshole. In the meantime, Angel packed her things into the small bag she had and put her hair up, needing sleep. At 12.00am, everybody else was in bed, or so she assumed. Angel snuck out into the kitchenette and sat herself down, badly wanting a drink. The fact that she was pregnant was the last thing on her mind, so she poured herself a small glass of wine.
Adam fell asleep early that night, and he curled up on the bed. He woke up in cold sweat in the middle of the night, gasping for air. God, that had been a horrible nightmare. He shook his head at himself and went to the kitchen. He gaped at the sight of Angel.
Angel had her head in her hands, as pale as ever and feeling sick. The wine was such a soother, and it helped her feel relaxed. The bunk was freezing, none of the blankets seemed to keep her warm enough. All her clothes had been packed, too. When Adam came in, Angel found no use in hiding the wine or the fact that she felt sick.
Adam slowly went to her side and took the wine away, sighing softly. "I guess you already know that wine isn't good. I know it's hard. I mean, drinking is always the easy way out, I took it, loads of times. But we can't take the easy way out now," he said softly, looking at her. He saw her pale face. "You should go to bed, you don't look so good."
"Yeah, I know. I just need something, anything," Angel admitted, standing from her seat. "Hm, I'm alright I guess. It's just so cold. Why are you up? I thought you went to bed..." she asked. Adam looked startled, and she couldn't help but wonder why. Honestly, it looked like he'd seen a ghost of some sort.
(I have to go, but I was thinking we could have something else happen? I'm not sure what, I just want this RP to be as good as the other two, I'm playing guys so often it's nice to have this break XD)
((Oh sorry! I didn't get a notification :/)))"I couldn't sleep," he muttered softly. "I know you need something. Why don't we just... talk," he said softly, sitting opposite of her. He looked at her with a slight smile. "I had a nightmare. Haven't had those in months. I always get one after a fight.."
(Not a problem, this is just usually the inactive RP and I was beginning to think you didn't really like it DX excuse my late night feels.)
Angel nodded to Adam, appreciating his idea. It would be nice to talk, though she still didn't like him. "That sucks," she said softly. "Don't listen to what the others say, it wasn't your fault.. None of this," Angel sighed. She really wanted that wine now. "I was the one who wanted it so bad... I should have known it wouldn't end well."
Angel nodded to Adam, appreciating his idea. It would be nice to talk, though she still didn't like him. "That sucks," she said softly. "Don't listen to what the others say, it wasn't your fault.. None of this," Angel sighed. She really wanted that wine now. "I was the one who wanted it so bad... I should have known it wouldn't end well."
((No, no, I do like it. I'm sonetimes just... so busy or I forget))Adam shook his head at her words, a gentle expression on his face as he looked at her. 'No, Angel, it wasn't only your fault. It was mine too. We were both just.. drunk. I know I shouldn't listen to them, but Jamie's my friend.. and it just hurts when he acts like that."
Angel wasn't used to him having such a gentle tone, but it made her feel so much better about everything. "We'll work it out....my flat mate Ryan will help father the baby, and thankfully you seem keen to help," Angel told him. He could run away from this, but he was the biological father and nothing could take his place.
Adam nodded slightly. "Wait, what?" he frowned at her words. "No, you can't do that. I'm the father. Even though you don't like that fact, I want the baby to know that," he said sternly. "I will have a role in his or her life. I won't be wiped away like that," he shook his head.
"I meant whilst you're not there. We don't live together, and I can't care for a baby all on my own. I won't let him call himself the dad, but I would've thought that's what you wanted," Angel sighed. Ryan was her best friend and would help her, but she did want the help of the real father too.
"Yeah, I get that, but I'm not an asshole. This is my baby too and I do care for it, if you don't think so," he glared at her for a short moment. He was disappointed in her. Well okay, he might act like an asshole to her, but not to his baby.
"I don't like you, so you really can't expect me to have full trust in you. I know you're argumentative, but I have my fears too. I don't want a future girlfriend of you're calling herself this baby's mom. I already love him or her, and even if you didn't stay, I'd wanna be the best mom I could. It's going to be hard and we'll argue all the time."
"I know that, Angel, but you know that I am afraid too. Not only because I have no idea how to be a dad, but also because I'm scared that you won't let him be a part of my life," he sighed out softly. "I wanna be the best dad I can be, that also means spending time with the baby and with you."
Angel shook her head, staring at the floor as she did so. "You're a part of this child's life whether you want it or not," she warned him. "I'm not the sort of mom who wouldn't let you see the baby, I'm not one to appear on Jeremy Kyle or Maury, I do respect the fact that you're going to help and didn't run away like any other guy would," she told him, listening as Jamie walked in. "You guys are still up?" he asked, putting the kettle on.
Adam nodded his head. "Well, and I appreciate that you're not making me get the hell out of his or her life," he said with a slight smile. He leaned against the table, looking up as Jamie walked in. "Yeah," he muttered, averting his eyes to Angel.
"Look, I'm sorry about earlier, okay? You just didn't need to bring in my drinking problems, because that was just cruel. All I said was way to go, I wasn't being a dick and starting on you. I'm still here for you, alright man? I know this isn't going to be easy, I know you don't like each other, but at least try to agree on some things, okay?" Jamie said. Angel watched Jamie, giving him a smile. God, he was so right; they did need to agree on things, and earlier she really had felt the tension build and was actually fearing what would happen between Adam and Jamie, because it sounded violent. "I think I'm going to go..." Angel said, shivering. "You cold?" Jamie asked, looking around for a solution. "Want a hot drink? I'll find you a blanket," he shrugged.
Adam sighed. "I know I was being a dick. I didn't mean to bring up your drinking problem, it just slipped,' he sighed softly. "I'm sorry, Jamie, but we do agree on things. It's not that us disliking eachother is making us forget about the baby. And well, we don't hate eachother, we just don't get along," he shrugged.
Angel didn't really hate Adam, but she did dislike him enough to think this entire pregnancy and upbringing would be difficult. "We don't..." Angel disagreed, accepting the hot drink from Jamie. Jamie gave Angel and Adam a quick hug before retreating, forgetting about the blanket. "Night," Angel sighed, walking back to her freezing bunk. It seemed the heating had broken. "Fuck..."
Adam hugged him back softly and then pulled away, looking at Angel. "Night," he muttered. He stayed up for a while until he retreated back to his room. He heard a curse and looked up. It seemed to come from Angel's room. "What's wrong?" he asked, peeking in her room.
Angel was in the process of fiddling with the thermostat, but nothing was happening. "The heating for the bedroom doesn't work, no wonder it's like an ice block in here," Angel complained. Nothing was going right today, the bedroom was messy and possibly the worst in the group, but she'd been the last to arrive and this seemed to be her punishment. The bed was tiny, and the room was chilly. "I hate this... I just, I can't wait to get home," she sighed.
Adam watched her as she spoke, feeling bad for her. She already had a rough day, and now this was happening. "You can sleep in my room if you want to? I'm not that tired, and I can sleep on the couch," he smiled slightly. He would offer his bed to her, as if in making peace. He wanted to get along with her, for the sake of their baby.
Adam was in his bunk, not doing anything. He was still weirded out by the fact that he had slept with Angel. It still was strange to him. He had to be really drunk to sleep with her... He just didn't like her. When it was dinner time, he left the bunk and went to the living room.