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A Second Chance Pt.2-A few weeks later-
Lee: *laying in bed with Cyro in her arms petting his head*
Cyro: *smiles in his sleep*
Lee: *smiles a bit and quietly talks* Your such a cutie... I wouldn't mind having just you around. *kisses his head*
Cyro: *tail wags*
Lee: *giggles feeling Cyro's tail bounce off her lower stomach* So cute. <3 *ears twitch a bit as she hears someone knock on her door* Hmmm.. *gently lays Cyro on her bed and goes downstairs and opens the door only to find Creep standing there*
Creep: Hello Lee.
Lee: Umm, h-hey Creep. What are you doing here?
Creep: Well, I wanted to ask you something... something really important... it's a life or death situation! *insert exaggeration here XD*
Lee: Oh, ok. What is it? D8
Creep: *just stands there* B3
Lee: ... well?! D8
Lee: CREEP! TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT! WHAT THE HELL IS IT?! D8
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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