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Devon Annabelle Bondurant
Posted: Apr 19 2014, 11:33 PM


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Everything was just not doing good, not at all doing good... At least that is how Devon thought of it as she laid there in bed where she has been hanging out all day. Yesterday at work at the Marina Wildlife Preserve where she was now just helping with the area’s wildlife since her boyfriend wherever he has disappeared to as of lately was always worried about her being around the sharks. But now here she was at home because work told her yesterday to stay home since she was sick from throwing up all the time. She was not sure what was going on. Devon kept telling them that she isn’t sick because she doesn’t have a cold, fever or anything like that just her stomach has a mind of his own for some reason.

Her hand and arm stretched out to where Jett’s side of the bed was to find that it was empty. She hoped she would find him in bed but again another morning with no Jett. Devon sat up from the comfort of her pillows and comforters looking around the empty bedroom. She was hoping to see some sort of sign that her boyfriend Jett had been by or that he was still apart of her life but nothing. Everything was as she left it last night. Feeling defeated, she sighed and threw the comforters off of her tiny frame. It was somewhat cold but not that much which to her was a relief. Devon is the type where she gets cold easily and when she gets too hot she gets cranky sometimes for her there is no winning for temperature wise for her.

Standing up her feet on the wood floor as she walked over to her dresser so she can put on a sweatshirt, her stomach began to feel a little queasy. She closed her eyes and took deep breaths. Slow deep breaths, she told herself as she stood there with a hand on the dresser and a hand on her belly. After a few minutes, she thought that she was out of the woods and decided to go back to what she was doing which was getting a sweatshirt. Opening a drawer, she was going to grab one of her but decided to put on one of Jett’s sweatshirts instead. She missed his smell and his arms around her. She missed him so much…

With her eyes closed, she thought that the queasiness had passed but then in a blink of an eye, it was back. She opened her eyes and covered her mouth, as she ran off to the bathroom. She reached the toilet and let it all go in the bowl of the toilet. She hated throwing up… it was one of those things that was just not fun at all. With an arm draped over the seat of the toilet, she set her forehead on her arm. She needed to catch her breath for a moment before she thought of moving. Her head was spinning and the smell of whatever that was that came out of her was so gross. She reached up and flushed the toilet hoping it would make the smell go away but it didn’t seem to do any good. Her stomach was still upset and her body was tired, her heart was tired.

In a split of a second, she started to cry. She wanted Jett around. She couldn’t live like this much longer. Devon normally is a very independent woman but for some reason she was just craving and needing to have Jett around. She was not too sure why but that is what her body wanted to be held and told that everything is going to be okay. She closed her eyes, and laid down on the floor as she cried to herself.

The feel of the tile against her check helped her calm down some but she still felt queasy. She didn’t understand what was going on. She didn’t eat anything out of the ordinary last night in fact she had chicken noodle soup and crackers. But that was back around 8 pm so maybe this is her body telling her that she has to eat more. The only other thing she could think of was maybe she picked up something from the whales that she is currently working in. She could believe that way but she was not completely sure.

For some reason, she knew that if Jett was here everything would feel better and be better. Her hand went to her stomach as she held onto it begging for it to stop being so queasy as she just wants to go and get some orange juice and a piece of toast and then crawl back into bed. She figured if she did have something she wanted to bite it in the butt before it got out of hand but here she lies not budging on the tile of her bathroom.
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Jettison Wray Thatcher
Posted: Apr 22 2014, 05:34 PM



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Jett hated being away from Devon for such a long time. They lived under the same roof but rarely were they together unless by some rare chance he didn't have to fight on a weekend. It was annoying barely being able to see the person you loved. He felt guilty that he couldn't spend more time with her. And when he did it seemed he was usually in pain or too tired to really go out and do something fun with her.

This morning had been hell already for him. Last night had consisted of a pretty big fight. A lot had been riding on him winning that fight. There was a lot of betting for him to beat this guy. It had seemed like it would be a pretty good fight, the guy was a little bit bigger than Jett but Jett had definitely beaten up guys bigger than him before. Of course being a bit cocky about the match, Jett may or may not have made some stupid comments about the guy as he entered the ring. It was always fun to get his opponent a little riled up. They made more mistakes that way too. Before the bell had even rung, Jett's opponent had sucker punched him right in the jaw. A total K.O. Jett woke up to his trainer standing over him arguing with the referee about what had happened. And that was all that Jett could really remember.

The rest of the night had been him laying on a hospital bed with a ice pack to his face, doing his very best to tell them that they shouldn't call anybody and that he'd be fine. The last thing he wanted was to wake up Devon and have her come in here and see him like this. Fortunately Jett hadn't broken anything, getting your jaw wired was a bitch. But there was a pretty nice bruise there, and talking hurt quite a lot. After the hospital Jett had convinced his trainer to just wait a few hours before dropping him off, he needed to start thinking clearly before he got home. He was already preparing himself for the barrage of questions that would be coming his way. As the car pulled up to the house, Jett let out a sigh, he was really questioning whether or not he should go in there. Getting out of the car and slowly, painfully making his way inside, he did his best to shut the door quietly. Maybe she was still asleep, he could hopefully just sneak in without waking her up.

Going into the kitchen he grabbed another icepack from the fridge and put the now somewhat warm one in the fridge. He winced as he put the icepack to his face, he hated the aftermath of fights. It was all fine and dandy until the adrenaline wore off and the pain hit you hard. Jett did his very best to make his way into the bedroom as quietly as possible, he needed another shirt that wasn't covered in dried blood. But then he noticed that Devon wasn't in bed. Hmm weird. "Hey babe?" He called out, a bit muffled thanks to the ice.
Devon Annabelle Bondurant
Posted: Apr 22 2014, 07:42 PM


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As she lay on the bathroom tile, she could hear everything that was going on in the house. It was very odd but really made her know that people should not use their bathroom while they were having sex otherwise they would be heard. The front door opened and closed, no matter how quiet you were in this house it always seemed to not fit in the frame right. She was not too sure why, she needed to really take a look at that or hire someone to take a look at that. Devon didn’t think that Jett did work like that. He didn’t seem the type she thought but was interrupted in her thoughts when she heard footsteps.

The house was quiet until she heard her little dog starting to get all yappy and excited because Jett was home. Coco ran around the house with his tail wagging as he looked for Jett. Devon shook her head, as she knew that Coco would lead Jett to her. So really she didn’t have a lot of time to get up. Coco seemed to always lead Jett to her when she was not feeling really well and this morning she was not feeling well. Sure she didn’t have a fever and she didn’t have any other symptoms just her stomach. Which made her wonder what was going on… Stomach flu she thought yeah that is what it was the stomach flu.

“Okay…” She mumbled to herself as she tried to get off of the floor. An arm reached up to the tub to pull her up. Oh no…. She thought as she felt her stomach coming up her throat again. Her head quickly went to the toilet bowl hoping she made it in time without hitting her head or throwing up everywhere. Only to find out that when she reached the toilet it was a false alarm. Her arm was rested across the seat for a moment. She looked up and shook her head. Whoever gave her this bug she was going to kill them very slowly, she thought as she tried to climb up all the way more.

She was on her knees and almost up when she heard someone’s voice. It was a bit muffled and quiet but she knew whose voice that was. It was Jett’s he was finally home the same time she was so she would be able to spend time with him. Now she really had to force herself to get up. The need to run over and kiss him and hug him was strong but her body clearly did not want to work with her unfortunately. She closed her eyes as she finally pulled herself up slowly. Finally she was on her feet. She was on her feet but she couldn’t really feel her feet, which was not a good sign. She closed here eyes and looked down at the sink. Her breathing was deep and slow trying to calm her stomach.

Coco’s barking was getting closer as he circled Jett’s feet and ran between Jett and the bathroom. Coco circled Devon’s feet and then ran to Jett again. Tattle tells, Devon thought as she could hear Jett getting closer. Devon missed Jett so much and right now all she needed to do was go to him and have him around her. She missed the smell of his cologne and the way he would laugh. His smile was too adorable and it was imbedded in her memory. His adorable and delicious lips were always something that she loved but mostly it was his eyes. His eyes reassured her of any doubts that she has in her life and in her heart. The one thing that she knew was as long as the two of them were close everything would work out.

Coco was running towards the bathroom again and bumped into a table causing a picture to knock down. Her eyes squeezed shut as she took a deep breath to try to not yell at Coco. She didn’t want to yell at the dog that was just trying to get Jett to her so she can’t yell at the dog for looking out for her. Some people thought that they were too into themselves as Devon was constantly taking pictures of the two of them together. She loved him so much and couldn’t imagine being with anyone else.

“I’m in here baby…. ” She said in a little of a shaky voice as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was clear of acne and anything in fact she looked glowy. She had pale skin but she still seemed happy. The look of discomfort was not on her face, which was very odd. She took a deep breath again as she reached for her tooth brush so she could brush her teeth to get rid of the nasty smell of puke that was lingering in her mouth. She didn’t want Jett to smell that at all which reminded her that the toilet was still full. Slowly she reached over to flush the toilet. Once the toilet flushed she thought she was out of the woods but then she smelled the room and knew that he would know right away of what was going on.

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Jettison Wray Thatcher
Posted: Apr 22 2014, 11:41 PM



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He looked down at the dog, this was the only time he hated the dog. Seriously? He would love to yell at the dog but he didn't want to wake up Devon. The sound of the yapping was like a hammer hitting his head. Pretty much any sound was terrible right now. It was probably thanks to the lovely concussion the doctor had said he'd gotten. He nudged the dog with his foot trying to make the dog shut up, seriously?! This was like hell right now. Surely Devon was going to wake up and then he'd be in a ton of trouble. Jett looked like shit, his own dried blood all over his shirt, a ice pack covering half his bruised face, he hadn't showered from the fight, he still had that stupid wristband from the hospital still on.

He rolled his eyes at that dumb dog. Seriously right now? He didn't even bother to pick up the picture, it hurt way too much to move. Putting the ice pack on the bed momentarily, he threw off his shirt and threw it in the corner. He didn't even care if it was in the laundry basket or not. All he really wanted to do was get in bed and sleep. His mind was spinning with so many things right now. The idea of losing his big match, what Devon would think if she knew why his face was black and blue right now, how he hated this stupid ice pack on his face, how he really just wanted to pop a few pain meds and knock out on the bed. Jett didn't even bother to put on a shirt, fortunately for him the bruises from past fights were fading so hopefully they would just blend into his tattoos and Devon wouldn't even notice them.

Unfortunately for him the most noticeable bruise was the one that was slowly forming on the side of his face. Jett didn't even know how he was going to lie about this one. There were only so many fights he could get into at a club or whatever he had told her. He felt horrible for lying to her, but he had far too much pride to tell her he needed this kind of money to keep up the lifestyle they had. There was nothing on this earth that he would deny Devon, and if that meant that he paid for that in pretty much blood, sweat, and tears than so be it.

Following Coco towards the bathroom, he shook his head, why on earth did he deal with this dog? But then he heard Devon coming from the bathroom, she sounded like she didn't feel well. He walking slowly into the bathroom and leaned against the door frame. "What are you doing up so early? Are you okay babe?" He asked, what on earth was she doing? Jett kept the icepack to his face, he hadn't seen the damage the other guy had done for himself but from what his trainer had said he knew he needed to keep that ice pack on for a while until the swelling settled down a bit. It wasn't until he was there for a moment that he realized that the bathroom smelled as if she had been sick. "Are you feeling alright?" He asked, he felt guilty for not being here with her. That's what boyfriends were supposed to do, he was supposed to be with her all the time to make sure she was alright. God, had he failed at that. He was never around, and when he was he was a horrible boyfriend, or at least he thought so anyways. Jett always felt appreciative that Devon stayed around, really he couldn't think of any other girl that would stand this kind of stuff. Devon was pretty much a saint, and for that Jett would do anything and everything he could for her.
Devon Annabelle Bondurant
Posted: Apr 24 2014, 10:41 AM


Marine Biologist in training
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She was vigorously brushing her teeth and her tongue with her toothbrush. A hand went over her stomach as she continued to brush her teeth. Keep focus on brushing ignore the stomach… She thought to herself as she tried to ignore the pain and queasiness coming from her stomach. Her subconscious felt someone close to her; she opened her eyes and looked over at Jett. A forced smile appeared on her face as she looked up at him with her toothbrush in her mouth. Pausing in between strokes, she saw the ice pack… Now she was really worried. What happened now? She thought as she looked up at him. Quickly, she spit out the toothpaste that was fuzzed up in her mouth and rinsed her mouth out as he asked her why she was up so early…

“Never mind me.” She said as she rinsed the toothbrush off and then put it away. Her body turned slowly towards Jett the man who she was in love with. The man that was her first in many things and maybe that is why he loved her so much. He knows that she has and will only be with him and that is that. Her brown eyes looked up at him and searched his face trying to see if she could figure it out.

“What happ-“ She said but he interjected his question as she saw he was worried about her just as much as she was worried about him. Devon knew that they were always thinking about each other and that they both were generally honest with each other. Like she hasn’t quite told him about her job change yet and she hasn’t told him why. But she figured that she would get to that point in a little bit. But she thought normally the two of them were usually very honest with each other and told each other the big stuff.

“I apparently caught some bug,” She paused as she looked up at him with a shrug. “It’s a little weird because I don’t have a fever but for the past couple of days I have been throwing up and been queasy almost all the time.” She hands slipped into the sweatshirt pocket in the front and began to fidget with each other. Now that she said it out loud, her brain seemed to think about what she could have and what she may have… Flu is not possible… for a flu you need to have a fever and body aches. It wasn’t a cold because she wasn’t freezing temperature wise she was feeling comfortable.

“No…” she said with a shake of her head as she spaced out for a moment. She thought as her mind began to go off in another direction. When was my last period? She began to think about it. She couldn’t remember. Did she have one this month? Did she have one last month? Devon, you are an idiot. She said to herself as her yes looked up at Jett.

“Jett….” She stopped and bites her lip. She didn’t know how to say this. Should she say oh I could be pregnant? I mean how childish would that sound, she thought as she looked up at him. She didn’t know how to say it. Plus she didn’t even know. When was her period was suppose to be? She normally kept track of all of it in her planner but lately she has been so out of it.

Taking another deep breath, she walked past Jett avoiding his eyes now. Her mind began to race around just as much as her heart was. Could she be pregnant? They couldn’t afford being pregnant. She was following her mother’s footsteps wasn’t she? Granted she wasn’t a child age wise like her mother was but still it was a big deal. This was huge… She wasn’t married and yet her and Jett have been together for a long time.

Small steps, she took as she reached the bed. Slowly she sat her small body on the bed and pulled her legs up. Her legs crossed themselves like a pretzel under her and she looked down at the ground as her hands began to fidget in the open. Could she tell him now? She should wait and get a home pregnancy test first? When was the last time they had sex unprotected?

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Jettison Wray Thatcher
Posted: Apr 24 2014, 02:07 PM



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Jett didn't want her to worry, he hated when she worried. It just made him feel even more guilty for not telling her about what he was doing. But if he did tell her he was sure that she would worry even more. If she worried, then he'd feel bad, which would probably take him off his game and then he'd lose fights and that would be even worse. So it was better not to tell her. Plus after all this time of not telling her... yeah he was scared of the consequences. Once he made enough money he'd quit, pretend like he "got tired of working late and not being home with you" whatever and then they'd be a happy normal couple.

”Don’t worry about it, I’m fine,” he said quickly, hoping that she’d drop it. Jett didn’t think he could keep track of another stupid lie. There were so many already. His trainer had kept on repeating to him what Jett should say so then he’d know exactly what to say when Devon would ask about it. He got in the middle of a bar brawl and some random guy punched him in the face, got knocked out cold and had to stay at the bar a little bit longer because he couldn’t drive. That worked, right? But then he noticed he still had the plastic hospital wristband on, fuck how on earth was he going to take that off without her noticing?

He tried to think about what could be wrong with her. No fever... throwing up... always queasy... Maybe it was food poisoning? No but that should only last maybe like a day or two right? His thought process was a bit slow thanks to being concussed and a lack of sleep. Hmm being queasy all the time... that was a red flag. That was telltale sign of something, something very serious. Just the thought of it made his heart race a little more. Could she be pregnant?!

Fuck. He didn't want to jump to conclusions but what else could it be? Should he say something to her? But he didn't want to freak her out. Maybe he should just play dumb and not say anything. Plus he might say something stupid, he didn't want to say the wrong thing right now. The thought of her pregnant was scary. Not that he didn't want kids, but he wanted kids like far far far far off in the future. Like when they were married for a few years and had a nicer place, and he wasn't getting the shit beaten out of him on a regular basis, and she wasn't playing with sharks.

Watching her walk to the bed, he wondered what was going through her mind. That spaced out look was a bit worrying to him. Was she thinking what he was thinking? He sat down on the bed next to her, unsure of what to say. Maybe he was just overreacting to this whole thing. Adjusting the icepack on his face, he tried to think of all the things he should say to her. But he didn’t want to freak her out. The last thing he wanted to do was worry her about anything. ”What are you thinking about babe?” He asked gently, hoping that that might be the best way to go about asking her such a delicate question.
Devon Annabelle Bondurant
Posted: Apr 25 2014, 02:56 PM


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She swallowed as she heard him asking her what she was thinking about. Should she tell him? Should she tell him that she thinks that she could be pregnant? She doesn’t even know how that is possibly when she was already on the pill and has been for a long time. Thinking back, she just can’t even remember if Jett used a condom that night. Most of the time they didn’t but that night she couldn’t tell. Probably too much of the bubbly went to her head that caused her to be a little bit more than just fun.

Valentine’s Day that was the day that she could beg it as being the one that she had to have gotten knocked up on. It was a night that they had turned off the phones and stayed home. They had picked up food from an Italian restaurant. Devon asked a friend to watch Coco and she light candles through out the house and had rose pedals all over the bed and in a path from the front door to the kitchen and from the front door to the bedroom. They had chocolate covered strawberries and champagne. Everything seemed to have been perfect that night they were happy and in love. He was cuddly and kissing and just everything she wished he was like all the time.

“Please just be open and patient and do not blew up on me.” She said as she kept looking down at her hands. Slowly, her brown eyes moved from her hands to the walls that had pictures of the two of them. They were a very strong couple, she thought for a moment. Taking a few more breathes to try to calm her nerves. We can stand through anything… She said in her head.

Her eyes closed again as she started to think back at what her life was like when she was with her mom. She didn’t know her dad and she didn’t know if her dad even knew of her existence. Jett wouldn’t leave her and she knew that. They loved each other way too much otherwise they would have walked away a long time ago if they hadn’t. Her hands managed to stop fidgeting with themselves and she reached to Jett.

“I don’t think I have the stomach flu… I don’t have food poisoning so the only other thing that I can think of is that.” She said with her hand on his thigh. Her brown eyes that were so scared and nervous were looking up at him not too sure how this as going to come out or even how he was going to take what she was about to say. Could she say it out loud? Could she come up with the words to say? She was not sure as she stared into his face knowing that his masking his own fear. Living together as long as they have been, she knew when he was hiding something from her.

“You know that I love you and that we can make it through anything, right?” She said as she looked at him first hoping that he would agree with her. For someone who was mature and old enough to know how to say things both personally and even professionally right now it seemed like words are failing her now. All that education and all of those classes in communication and psychology seemed to have not been able to prepare her for this.

“Jett… I think… I could…. I am…” She took a deep breath to calm her nerves. “I can possibly be pregnant. But I won’t know for sure until I go out and get a home pregnancy test.” She said rather quickly as her nerves began to get the best of her. She would do that when she was extremely scared and nervous. Only thing that she needed was to get a pregnancy test. She needed to know she wasn’t going to be able to stand around and wait for the next period that may not come until nine to ten months from now after a baby pushes out.

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Posted: May 1 2014, 10:12 AM



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Try and be patient… when they was so much he was thinking about? He wanted his thoughts put at rest, so he could stop freaking about all the ideas that were going through his head. Selfish, yes, but right now he couldn’t be patient. Taking a deep breath he was really hoping that this anxiety he was feeling would be over soon otherwise he might be the next one to start puking. It was rare that Jett ever was anxious, he usually got over it by going running or hitting a punching bag. But he was in no shape to run, plus he couldn’t just leave her in the middle of this awkward moment.

They could make it through anything? He wasn’t sure about that. Jett was dreading the day that she found out about his secret life. Some day he was going to slip up and there was going to be a huge fight. He wouldn’t blame her if she left him. Hopefully he’d be able to just carry on with boxing and just get out of it before she ever found out. Jett took off the ice park and set it down on the bedside table, he felt horrible right now for lying to her. How on earth could he lie to her, especially right now when she was going through so much? ”I love you too. Of course, we can make it through anything,” he said, attempting to sound reassuring.

Fuck. That was the first thing that came to mind. Her saying what he was dreading made his fears even more real. What the fuck were they going to do?! Jett could barely afford for them to keep up with this lifestyle, what would happen when the baby came along? He wasn’t ready for this. There was no way in hell he was ready for a baby. He could just imagine coming in all bloody from a fight, having to a hold an icepack to his face while balancing a baby in the other arm. Yeah that couldn’t happen. He couldn’t fight if he had a kid. Plus he needed to be around more during the pregnancy. Fuck. Jett took a deep breath trying not to freak out. So many things were going through his head right now.

He took another deep breath and tried to think of what to say. ”Weeeell….let’s just take the test. We wouldn’t want to freak out over nothing…” He said really trying to stay calm. Jett leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, trying his very best to be reassuring. Maybe this could just be a false alarm. Right? A lot of people had false alarms like this, puking, feeling quesey, freaking out over nothing and all that. They didn’t want to just jump to any conclusions, right? That would be silly
Devon Annabelle Bondurant
Posted: May 8 2014, 08:26 AM


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Devon hadn’t really taken a deep breath or a relaxing one anyway. Her brown eyes slowly swift over to her boyfriend’s handsome face, hoping that he would help calm her down some more. Only when her eyes finally looked up at him, she noticed that his once handsome British face was bruised swollen and just a mess. Her thoughts of what is happening inside of her the fact that a mini-devon or a mini-jett is growing inside of her and how they are not ready for that, all just seemed to vanish. All her thoughts and worry went to her boyfriend.

His lips were moving and moving but she couldn’t tell what was being said to her. It was as if she was listening to a foreign language because all she wanted to know was what happened. What could possibly have happened to him to get this beaten up? It was as if he was someone’s punching bag. Who could do this to someone else? What could Jett have said to someone at a bar to get this kind of beat down? It was like something that one would see happen on a tv.

She studied him for a moment as he kissed her cheek. Devon trusted Jett with her life but he was getting beating up a lot and he was generally a pretty easygoing kind of guy so all of this didn’t make sense. One of her hands reached up and brushed though his hair some as she couldn’t believe how badly her handsome Jett was practically just torn up to bits and pieces in front of her. Something was not adding up and she was starting to get curious as to what was going on.

“Jett….” She stopped she figured this was not the time to bring up what had happened to him because she would mostly know that he would just say it was a bar fight. Maybe it was time for her to start doing some investigating. She would hate to do that to her boyfriend but at the same time he wasn’t telling her the truth. Every week he comes home looking like this.

“Yeah… We will take a test. A test would be the next move.” She said as she looked at him with a force of a smile. Could she handle this and a baby at the same time? Could she handle her boyfriend lover best friend and partner to sit here and lie to her face about all of this plus with a sea monkey growing inside of her too? She honestly didn’t know. She did not want to raise a baby on her own. She did not want to become like her mother. That is what would happen if she left Jett over a lie. Maybe it wasn’t a bad lie. Maybe he was telling the truth. Or maybe it was something that she was blowing out of portion.

“Rough night last night?” She asked him as she picked up the ice pack and set it back on his cheek. Please, tell me what is going on, she thought as she looked up at him hoping he would tell her some long story about what happened. He is a man of few words she knew that but at the same time she couldn’t handle seeing him like this every weekend. It always took him forever to heal up. This also meant that she won’t be able to really be able to touch him for at least two weeks until all the bruises are gone and all the cuts and everything were healed.

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He took another deep breathe, maybe this was just a false alarm or something. Though he wasn't sure if he wanted it to be a false alarm or not. If she was pregnant, they'd be starting their family, something that they'd always talked about. Even if it was really unexpected and he'd have to really do a lot to support their family, who knows maybe this was a blessing in disguise. And if it was just a false alarm, well this would be a great wakeup call, that he needed to do a lot more of them just in case something like this actually did happen. "Just let me know what day you wanna go to the doctor and I'll come with you, babe."

The pain and the headache didn't even phase him right now. The thought about babies and all of a sudden their lives could be changing drastically was all he was thinking about right now. So many things were racing through his mind right now. What were they going to do? He needed to get another job, she needed to quit working and get a safe job, what on earth were they going to do?

He hoped he could be supportive for her, he hoped she knew just how much he loved her. Maybe he should propose to her, just to show her how much he was committed to her. But then at the same time he had this sortof plan in his head. Jett didn't want to propose to her until he had the perfect ring, until he could fully support her, until they had a big house and all that. Getting engaged just because of a baby seemed a little bit forced. Not that he didn't want to marry her, but he wanted it to be the perfect time.

Jett winced as she put the icepack back up against his face. "Yeah...it was pretty rough to say the least." He said with a sigh. "Some guy sucker punched me, there was a big fight over some girl or something I don't remember." Being vague about how he got all the bruises and cuts was the best way to go out all of this. It usually worked, it was too hard to think about the details of these things and keep them all straight. "But plus side is, I get a few days off now." Jett smiled and kissed her on the cheek. Hopefully that might help her feel a little bit better. There was no way that he was going to be able to fight with a concussion. He was going to have to think of something nice to do, maybe take her out for dinner, go out and buy her something nice. Not like he really had the extra cash to blow after this stupid fight, but he would figure out something to do something amazing for her. She definitely deserved it right, he felt bad that she was feeling so sick.
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Posted: May 30 2014, 01:18 PM


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“First I want to take a home test so that way we don’t waste the money with the doctor.... You know.” She said with a shrug. Devon also knew that most doctors used the same kind of tests that one got from the basic pharmacy store. She sighed as she looked forward and started to space out. She was starting to get pale again. Her stomach started to turn but she took a deep breath hoping that it would pass.

“Awww…” She said with a smile as she looked up at him and smiled. It was so nice and so much relief to know that he wanted to come with her. That he was going to help her through all of this. That he wanted to help her through this and be there for her.

“Of course, when… IF we have to schedule an appointment then I will make sure we schedule it on a day we both can be there and….” She trailed off and took a deep breath. She could feel her heart beating and increased rapidly. Her heart was freaked and her mind was freaked. But her eyes went back to her boyfriend the man that she was in love with. The man that one-day she hoped to marry.

“You are a baby sometimes…” She said with a soft laugh as she saw him wince over the ice pack. Her head shook causing her long brown locks to move back and forth as she heard him try to piece everything together about last night. Slowly her hand pulled the ice pack off of what is left of his face.

“You know if maybe you didn’t have to fight so much then maybe I could admire what is left of that handsome face of yours…” She said with a smile as she tilted her head to the side some. One of her hands reached up and ran a hand through his hair.

“yeah… I guess that is the plus side.” She laughed and blushed some as he kissed her on the cheek. She wanted to hug him and cuddle with him but seeing his face that beaten up meant that the rest of him was probably just as bad. She sighed for a moment as she forced a smile knowing that yes he would have the break but at the same time she wouldn’t be able to really do anything with him because yet again he was sore and injured.

Slowly, she got up and started to walk around the room. She went over to the dresser and looked at him in the mirror. Could they really do this? Could they handle this life of him coming home every other week with a face that is bruised and swollen all the damn time? She would have to give up so much now. She would probably change careers and get another job doing something else.

Her small frame turned and looked over at Jett with her arms crossed over her chest. Her body leaned against the dresser as her eyes dropped to the ground. Then it happened again. Her stomach was tumbling all around… Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, just stay down, she said to herself slowly in her head.

Quickly though, she took off for the bathroom. Her stomach was not happy with her at all. She ran straight to the toilet with a hand covering her mouth. Her other hand was out in front of her making sure she didn’t hit anything on the way to the toilet.

Coco was right behind her following her and barking at Jett to get up. Devon’s feet got cold when they hit the cold tiled floor in the bathroom. She was not sure what she could do or what she would do to stop the throwing up.

She bent over and that was the end of her stomach. Everything else that she had left in her was now being dropped into the toilet. Her pale face was in so much distress and her body finally let her slowly set her knees on the floor.

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