CONTINUED FROM HERE Ft. @untilwcblccd
Vera’s head snapped up the second that she heard Thomas’ voice. Her attention had been on her lap top, her fingers typing away. It had been a quiet evening after they had, had dinner together. She had thought that he was watching tv and she had been sitting in the kitchen. A cup of coffee was beside the lap top and a focused look was plastered on her face. At least until she saw Thomas and noticed the pregnancy test in his hand. She had put it in the trash after seeing the result. Apparently she hadn’t hidden it well enough because he had found it,” I was-you-we aren’t even together right now,” she told him slowly,” We had one night after Christmas but I wasn’t sure if it meant something to you.” One of her hands reached to shut the lap top,” I scheduled an appointment and I wanted to find out if I was okay before I told you.”
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“We aren’t even—I went home with you for Christmas, we shared a bed... we are having a child, have been living together for MONTHS... which of those things do not imply we ARE together?”. Thomas felt irritated, to say the least, it was ludicrous that after knowing him she would assume for them tangling along sheets being a casualty rather than something that held significance for him. “— You know me BETTER than that to assume I do things... just because”. Fingers all but press hard at the pregnancy test that presently rests against the counter she is seated at, breath seething while trunk of his chest heave with irate he can scarcely contain. “I am not someone you should be keeping things from... don’t walk on eggshells around me, I am capable of dealing with situations... with you, I won’t break and I am definitely entitled to decide whether or not I want to be with someone”. By then he has moved away from her, sauntering to the mid of the room while hands tighten in fists by his sides trying to convey words he needs to get out before he explodes. “— I won’t play house with you if this is not something you want... I don’t need pity, I don’t need to be treated as an incapable man... I can decide for myself, and if this isn’t being together, then I might as well move out”.