alexander. @evlspawn - Tumblr Blog

like this for a starter.

@LILGRCY.

❝ you’re not ready ? ❞ she’s chewing the inside of her cheek now , her cheeks beginning to spark a red tint . ❝ what about ME , huh ? were you ever even going to ask me how i feel about this ? ❞ she spat through venom , growing agitated with every single word that came out of his mouth . it was evident that lexie was somewhat wounded by his words , in fact , that seemed to be the common theme with the pair these days .

it was as if history was repeating itself , for she had heard him recycle those exact words after the shooting , right before lexie had been admitted to the psych ward due to her ptsd flaring up again . ❝ right , of course you can’t . . . — god , you are such a jerk ! ❞ her voice was loud enough to turn heads at the hospital , and lexie was NEVER one to raise her voice . at this point , all she wanted to do was drop to her knees and sob hysterically .

❝ the last time i thought about kids was when i put my spunk in a cup for my wife who may or may not have made it through chemo! ❞ his words were loud, in lexie’s face with harshness that was unneeded. it had hit alex hard. the last thing he wanted to do was think of izzie, of they life they should’ve had together but didn’t. alex didn’t want to feel the way he felt when he’d received that letter; he didn’t want to remember feeling as though he wasn’t good enough and he was sure as hell not ready to be a father now. with izzie he wanted it all; the marriage, the kids, the vacations and waffle’s on sunday mornings.

alex had feelings for lexie, he really did, but it was early and they already had a multitude of issues on their plate. one of them being izzie. ❝ what do you want me to say? that everything is going to be okay? because that’s crap, lex. ❞ he was in a huff, but at the same time alex knew that he had a responsibility and he couldn’t brush this off; he couldn’t brush lexie off. if she was pregnant, he’d do everything in his power to be ready because he’d be damned if he turned out like his father.

❝ c’mon, ❞ he urged, ❝ i’ll draw your blood and send it to the lab. ❞

#lilgrcy #* interactions .

@LILGREY.

❝ i read somewhere that the ninety eight percent effectiveness of using condoms means that about two to three of fifteen billion condoms used break in the middle of sexual intercourse . ❞ she gulped down a sob , breaking eye contact with him entirely . it was TYPICAL lexie behaviour to spit out such statistics during a serious moment like this . ❝ a pregnancy test ? no , no . . . i was going — to uh , i’m going to take a test right now ! ❞

❝ now’s not the time for your fact of the day crap, if we’re playing that game i have one for ya’: i’m not ready to be a dad. ❞ it was rough, but alex was scared and he had a nasty habit of lashing out when he was feeling anything negative at all. the prospect of having a baby was too much for him to handle, especially after the izzie, after the shooting. hell, he knew that the bullet that was left inside of him was infected but he refused to take care of it. surely, that’s not father material. alex couldn’t even look after himself.

❝ i can’t do this right now! ❞ he scoffed, a small laugh following. the magnitude of the situation was blowing his mind. alex hadn’t even had his first cup of coffee and here he was standing in the halls talking to his girlfriend about a possible pregnancy. it had to be a joke.

#lilgrcy #* interactions .

evlspawn

like this for a starter.

#* ooc .

@LILGRCY.

she runs her free hand through the tendrils of her hair , wishing for the talk to be over and done with . it was becoming a real burden of sorts . ❝ i’m kind of late . ❞ her heart was threatening to burst forth from her ribcage , the act of waiting for his reaction had created an unsettling feeling in her stomach . ❝ actually , no i — . . . i’m really late . three weeks to be exact . ❞

❝ wha–– what d’ya mean your late, i thought–– ❞ there was a brief pause, one where both hands run through his hair, ❝ we were careful! how could this happen? ❞ alex took a breath and then asked the most important question in a situation like this, ❝ have you taken a test? ❞

#lilgrcy #* interactions .

* LILGRCY : ALEXANDRA GREY .

dear god , she was going to throw up . that was the most prominent thought on her mind as her immaculately manicured fingernails fiddled aggressively with the hem of her scrub shirt . she’d spent almost all morning PSYCHING herself up for this very moment , and remained hopeful that she would deliver the news in a somewhat calm manner , though the sweat beads forming on her forehead said otherwise . ❝ i . . . i’m — ❞ she paused , her ·panicked eyes meeting his , ❝ i’m going to make you late . it’s fine . . . it can wait . ❞

❝ no, no, no–––– talk to me, i’m already late; another ten minutes isn’t gonna make a difference. ❞ he smiled slightly, pulling her a little closer. ❝ spit it out, lex. ❞ he wasn’t sure what was bothering her, but alex knew that it was enough to get her bothered; bothered enough to be sweating when it wasn’t that hot and fiddling with her shirt to keep herself distracted. ❝ c’mon, you’re freakin’ me out. ❞

#lilgrcy #* interactions .

❝ what’s up, lex? i’m going to be late for a case. . . ❞ however, he had paused with his hand upon her hip ( a small sign of affection to show he wasn’t entirely brushing her off ) and was looking from lexie to the hall around the corner.

* @lilgrcy .

#lilgrcy #* interactions .