"What the fuck does that have to do with me?" I ask the bitch.


She stands up and walks to me, hand on her hip, "Because, silly; the baby is yours."


What? "That's not fucking possible, bitch." I spat.


Frankie stands up and pushes her away form me, I hug him close to me.


He's just radiating anger.


"Of course it's possible! Remember a few nights ago you went out to a bar? And I was there too, then we went back to a motel," she looked directly at Frankie and smirked, "and we fucked."


Frankie looked up at me, "Is that true?"


"I don't remember...I don't remember who I slept with."


"It was me! And now we can have a family and be happy!" Jackie squealed.


Frankie punched her in the face.


She fell to the floor with a loud 'thud!'. He punched her so hard one of her teeth fell out.


"No, you fucking won't! You whore!"


I just stared at him, he was crying, and then the passed out slut in the middle of the living room.


"Baby, are you okay?" I hugged him close to my chest.


He was crying a lot now, "G-get rid of t-that!!!" he pointed at her.


I picked him up bridal style and lied him on the couch.


I knelt down next to him, running my hand through his short hair and scratching lightly at his scalp.


A few minutes later he had calmed down.


"What do you want me to do, baby?"


He looked up at me, his eyes red and puffy, cheeks streaked with tears.


"K-ill her."


"What?" I ask, confused.


He sat up and continued, "Get rid of her, before she destroys us."


"Baby, are you sure? I mean, I know you're upset -I am too- but killing her? Isn't that a bit much?"


"Is it? This could ruin everything."


He was right, this could ruin everything.


I cheated on him and got the fertile I slept with pregnant.


Fuck.


"At least...get rid of that thing in her." he said.


Get rid of the baby?


Yeah, that sounds good.


But, how the fuck am I supposed to do that?


Frankie yawned,
"Let me take you to your room, baby. We can fix this in the morning, yeah?" I offered.


He nodded, I picked him up again.


I loved carrying him.


He was light and warm and I just loved it.


He curled up against my chest.


I smiled down at him and carried him up to my room, I know he said he didn't want to sleep in the same room, but I didn't want to be away from him at all.


I lied his small -sleeping- body on the bed. I pulled off his shoes, sock and jeans and then pulled the covers over him.


Then I went to the bathroom and pulled off my jeans, shirt, shoes and socks.


Then I brushed my teeth and walked out to the bed space.


I stopped in the door frame.


Looking at Frankie laying there. So calm and beautiful.


He looked like an angel.


I walked to the bed and knelt down next to him.


I brushed a stray strand of hair out of his face and sighed.


How the hell did I get so lucky?


I ran my fingers down his arm and then intertwined our fingers.


I scanned his wrists. The cuts had healed but he had a small scar.


Not noticeable unless you looked closely.


Then I looked back at his angel face, he was awake now.


"What are you doing, 'Rard?" he asked quietly.


"...nothing." I smiled and got in to the bed with him.


I layed on my back, smiling as Frankie curled up half on me.


I wrapped an arm around him, pulling him even closer to me.


"I love you, Frankie baby." I mummbled against his hair.


"I loev you too, 'Rard."


I fell asleep with a smile on my face.


This is perfect.


-----Time Lapse-----


I woke up to the sound of someone banging on my bedroom door.


Frankie was still sound asleep so I got out of bed, pulled on some random shirt and jeans and opened the door.


Jackie was standing there, her face bruised.


"Morning Gee!" she squealed and flung herself at me, hugging me.


I pushed her off me, "What the fuck are you doing here?! What the fuck do you want?!"


She looked at me with a smile on her ugly face, "Silly, all I want is for us to be happy...to have a family with you, I am carrying your baby after all."


I wrapped my hands around her neck and pushed her against the wall.


"I don't want anything to do with you. You and I are nothing. I love Frankie with all my heart and would never leave him to be with a filthy piece of shit like you."


"You already cheated on him." she gasped.


I tightened my grip on her neck, "Shut up. If you do anything that could threaten my relationship with him, I will kill you...slowly and painfully."


She nodded, I let go, "And get rid of that thing."


"W-what? The baby?" she looked at me, horrified.


"Either you get rid of it, or I get rid of you."


She nodded and ran away. I walked back in to the bedroom once I heard the door slam shut.


Frankie was still asleep.


I crawled back in to bed and spooned him.


What am I going to do now?


What if she doesn't get rid of the kid?


What if Frankie decides he doesn't want to be with a cheater like me?


No, I won't let that happen.


I have to make sure that kid isn't born.


And I have to make sure Jackie never tells anyone.


Just then Frankie starts to stir in his sleep, then he turns to me and snuggles closer.


I stay still, not wanting to wake him up. He's tired and needs to rest.


But he does wake up a few seconds later,


"Hey" he greeted in the sexiest morning voice I had ever heard.


"Hey, baby." I answered.


Imoved so I was hovering over him, resting on my knees and placing both of my hands on either side of his head.


"I love you." I whispered.


He smiled and leaned forward, kissing me.


"I love you, too." he whispered.


"Want to go check out our new house?"


He smiled even more, "Definitely."


We got dressed and headed out of the house, to the garage and got in to one of the many cars parked in there.


Once inside I started the car and began the drive to our new house.


Frankie was strangely quiet.


He just sat there, biting his nails and looking out the window.


"Are you okay, honey?" I asked him.


"Huh? Yeah...just...thinking."


"About what, baby?"


He turned to me, biting his lip. he looked like he was holding back tears.


"Nothing." he said, voice strained.


I immediately stopped the car, parking it on the side of the road.


"Baby? What's wrong, hun?"


He didn't answer, just buried his face in his hands.


I watched, confused, as his shoulders shook, he was crying.


I pulled him on to my lap. Cradling him much like you do to a baby.


"Frankie baby, tell me what's wrong, hun."


He didn't say anything, just curled up even closer to me. Holding on to me as if I could disappear any second.


I didn't say anything else. Didn't want to push him.


I just got him back.
I couldn't lose him.


So I hugged him even tighter, held him close against my chest and whispered sweet, reassuring words to him.


By the time he had composed himself enough to breath correctly again, we had spent over 30 minutes parked on the side of the road.


Poor baby, I wonder what got him so upset.


It kills me to see him like this.


By the time he was able to speak again he had spent an hour crying.


"'Rard?"


"What is it, honey?" I asked quietly.


"I h-have to t-tell you something." he stuttered. He seemed nervous, maybe even a bit scared.


I held him impossibly closer, "You can tell me anything, baby."


He looked up at me with red eyes filled with terror.


"I-I, oh god, 'Rard." he buried his face in the crease of my neck, I could feel a few tears hit my skin, my poor baby was crying again.


"Baby, please, tell me what's wrong."


He pulled away and looked at me again

.
"Okay...'Rard, I. Fuck....You probably won't want to be with me anymore, and that's okay because you deserve the best, you deserve to be happy and have a family and all that a-and," he starts to cry again but keeps talking, "And I'm so so sorry but I c-can't give you that b-because I can't...I can't have children."

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Title from Sleeping With Sirens' 'If you Can't Hang'