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Chapter 11 by wixxy wixxy

What next?

Make Alex take responsibility

Back in your room, you pick up your phone and deliver your ultimatum to Alex.

HEY ASSHOLE. NICE BEHAVIOUR BACK THERE. I GUESS IN 2 DAYS WE'LL KNOW IF U R GONNA BE A DAD. IF CAN U PULL UR HEAD OUT UR ASS BY THEN MAYBE WE CAN PATCH THINGS UP. HAVE A NICE DAY 'DADDY'. X

You hit send, and sink back onto your bed, stretching out in the late morning sunshine.

Your feelings towards Alex right now are complex to say the least. You feel betrayed as much by your own body as by your friend. You both did and didn't want him to do it, with your apparently hyper sex drive calling the shots, you find yourself unable to rationalize your responsibility away. Would you have done any different if the roles were reversed? You want to give him a chance to do the right thing. He's been your best friend for years and you've been through a lot of fights, always coming out stronger for it. This would be far from the first time that he's shirked responsibility for something only to accept it in the end, and ending up a bigger and better man than before. Of course, the gravity of this situation is pretty fucking different, and if indeed you are not back to your old self in 45 or so hours time then you are going to have to prepare yourself to face what's coming with or without him.

You mull over the terrifying prospect of dealing with all of this on your own, and start to cry again - not the deep, physical cries of before but silent tears that flow and flow...


You start awake. Dusky light streams in through your window, caressing your lithe nakedness. As your senses return, you realize you have been woken by the familiar sound of a key in the front door lock. It is inevitably followed by the slam of it shutting. Footsteps and rustling can be heard down in the hall. Your sister Gwen is home from work, and has brought some shopping with her. You can hear her singing one of her ditzy show tunes, as you have every other day of your teenage life. Most of the time, you've been infuriated when she invades the house with her bustle and clamour.

Tonight however, how does Gwen's arrival make you feel?

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