Carry On

"Brian," I mentioned walking into the hospital room. Grandad was asleep, and looking unusually ill. "Is he alright?" I frowned.

"Yeah," Bri yawned. "Well, he wasn't got any better - or worse, don't worry"

"Can we talk outside?"

"Outside? Is it that serious?" He stood up and held my hand in a concerned manor.

"We just need to talk alone" I nodded. We walked outside into the cool breeze, and Brian pulled me in warming me up with a hug.

"I know these past few weeks have been like hell for you, but as long as you've got me you're gonna make it through"

"I love you" I sighed kissing him sweetly.

"I love you too baby," he brushed my hair away and kissed me again. "What did you wanna talk about?"

"Well, it's more - I gotta tell you something"

"Go ahead" he frowned suspiciously.

"This definatly isn't the right moment, but I just can't keep this to myself like last time"

"..Already?!" he gasped. "What?"

"Yeah, somehow" I giggled. "I took a test"

"Oh god," he laughed into my shoulder. "That's amazing, oh god!"

"I'm glad you're happy sweetie" I smiled.

"Me? What? Aren't you?"

"Yeah, of course I am. I just, missed out on the fun of trying I guess. I'm pregnant already"

"Well, sure" Brian realized. It seemed something clicked in his head, his eyes quickly widened and closed, his hands ungripped from mine and he finally stared up at me.

"What..?"

"Nothing. I'm just going to get some stuff you're, grandad wanted I'll be back" he sighed brushing past me. Odd.

...

Brians POV

I pulled up outside of Zacks apartment, and walked round to the back. He was kicking Gracies football around the garden, sweating from the exercise.

"Yo," I called. "Space for another?"

"Yeah man," he nodded kicking me the ball.

"So I was speaking to Ren," I mentioned flipping the ball up, trying to do 'keepie uppies' as much as I could.

"Yeah?" he asked catching his breath.

"She's pregnant" I smiled. "Fuck," the ball dropped and rolled over to Zack who copied me.

"Ah"

"Yeah, listen. I know, about the thing. And I'm not angry at you, disappointed yes, but, I'm not angry. So you can chill out. But I just wanted to know, when?"

"I'm sorry Brian" he picked the ball up and wiped his forehead with his arm. "I really am"

"Just tell me when, dude"

"The last was about, a week or two"

"The last... what?"

"She told you we did it more than once right?" he frowned.

"No" I rolled my eyes and threw myself on the ground, crossing my legs. "I don't wanna know. But, here's the thing; we decided to try, you know, for another kid. We've had sex like, twice"

"I don't wanna know either" Zack snarled.

"Look, Zack - you might have to grow up a little bit. Just because I'm married to you're fucking crush, doesn't mean you can't help me through this? I'm being reasonable with you here"

"Crush? Yeah sure" he laughed sarcastically. "That 'crush' has lasted 5 fucking years, I'm sure you can understand my ignorance"

"Does she know..?" I pushed.

"Yeah she knows. Then that's when she slept with me" he nodded.

"Alright watch it buddy" I warned getting ready to hit him hard.

"First time, we were drunk - that's understandable right? Second time, I told her my feelings and it just seemed to happen. Third time? All her, Brian"

I felt physically sick, and I tried so hard to not hurt him right now.

"But, here's how low I am right now - Renee only slept with me, because you weren't treating her right."

"That makes no sense, Zack" I yelled.

"She has no intention of even looking at me in the way she does at you. All Renee wanted was a little love, alright?! Maybe next time you kiss her, just fucking treat it like it's the last kiss you're ever gonna give her, if she's mad, don't fucking sleep with her mom, man!? You need to look after her, because quite frankly, I really dislike the way you treat her. Renee isn't interested in me. At all. She told me this morning she doesn't want anything to do with me and I don't blame her"

"I love her," I briefly answered.

"Yeah so do I buddy" he shouted. "This morning, I saw the test. She assumed from my reaction when I snatched the test, that she was pregnant. But she isn't. She was fucking gutted that you and her didn't get the time to 'try for a baby' together. The test was negative!! Get into that thick skull of yours, that Renee adores you, after all of the bullshit you've done."

"What?"

"She isn't pregnant dumbass"

"Why the fuck did you tell her she was then?!"

"I didn't at all"

"Fuck you Zack. You play too many mind games--"

"Just get out of here Brian! Go tell you're wife the good news" he said sarcastically stopping his tears.

That was a lot of fucking information to take in in 5 minutes. Fucking hell.

Notes

Has this confused you? Sorry -.-