I'm not a freak! (mpreg)

Chapter 6

Peppermint. The smell filled the air as I turned to face the source of the wonderful scent. Blue eyes, deep ocean blue. Black hair, thick but shining.
His clothes were tight to his skin. A white vest, black skinny jeans and dirty blue converse.
"Michael I-" I go to start to speak but immediately get cut off by his grip, tight on my hips and no sign of letting me go. His lips smash into mine and soon our tongues were dancing in sweet bliss as I weaved my hands over his shoulders, tangling my fingers in his hair.
Soft hums and moans left my lips before he slowly pulled away, cupping my cheeks while tears slowly left my eyes.
"I'm sorry byron, i- I'm so sorry" he hugs me tight as I break down into his shoulder "I didn't want to leave you but my... My grandmother passed away and i- I had to go back to Dover. I'm sorry I couldn't contact you"

I had so many questions, I didn't know what to believe but he seemed to be in a better mood.  I had a pregnancy test in my bag and I needed to know if he truly loved me.
"I- its okay Michael but... I need to- to tell you something... Just... Not here" I mutter and grip his hand before dragging him to the men's bathroom.
"What is it? Baby what's wrong?" He mutters, clearly worried as he grips my hands.
This is it. Time to tell him. Time to be brave!
"I- I'm a hermaphrodite" I mutter and look down, my eyes fixed on our hands.
"I- I'm sorry... What?" I could tell by his voice he was confused.
"A hemaph-" I go to repeat but he stopped me with a kiss.
"I know what a hermaphrodite is silly... I'm a science major, remember?" He laughs softly as I couldn't help but cry. "Why didn't you tell me?" He mutters and holds me tight, rubbing my back in a reasuring way as I sigh in relief.
"I- I was scared that- that you would leave me" I mutter and bite my lip as I look up into his glistening eyes.
"Byron... I love you. Wait. Is that why you was crying in the bathroom?" He mutters, obviously still referring to the party. I bite my lip and simply nod once before he brings me into another warm embrace. "Do you... Think you could be pregnant?" He mutters and bite his lip  the worry in his voice immediately came back.
"I don't know. I haven't done a test." I mutter and look down before I pull the test from my bag. "I- I'll take it now... Will you stay with me?" I mutter and bite my lip.
"Ofcourse... Go on. I'll be right here waiting" he smiles his usual million-dollar smile that I fall for every time I see it. I nod and grip the box before I walk into the stall and do what I need to do.
"Are you done yet?" He calls, his croaky voice full of nerves.
"Give me a fucking chance!" I snap back at him. If there is one thing I hate about him, it would be how impatient he can be.
"How long does it take~!" He whines, only making me grit my teeth on aggregation.
"I'll make it take longer if you keep talking!" I shout back. He must've noticed the anger in my voice because he went dead silent. All I could hear was his staggered breathing, filled with nerves and fear.
I walk out a few minutes later and wait with the test on the side as I hold him tightly.
"Y- you look... I'm scared" I mutter and nuzzle deeply into his chest. I felt his lips gently on my head and I swear for that one moment, everything was perfect.
A small beep filled our ears as he turned and picked it up. All at once he went pale but his face was covered in a wide smile. "Y- you're pregnant." He mutters before looking at me and laughing. "We're having a baby!" He laughs before gripping my hips and spinning me around.
As my feet leave the floor I squeal and grip his toned shoulders. For the first time I was truely happy. He was happy. Everything was perfect.

Atleast, that's what I thought.

{Time Jump}

"What? Y- you can't! What?!"

"Out! We warned you what would happen if you got pregnant!"

"Dad- please! Mum... T-talk to him!"
My world just fell apart.

(Flashback)
"Byron! What the hell is this?!" My dads voice was a loud growl that echoes through the house like a lion on the hunt. He was the lion and I was the helpless gazelle.

"A- a pregnancy test" I mutter and look down as Michael grips my hand tightly for reassurance.

"Why do you have one?" He growls again as he rushes towards us.

"Please Mr Jones, it was my fault as much as his-" Michael gets between us and instantly my dad grips his hands into fists. He takes a swing and hits Michael in the side of the head. He falls to the floor gripping his head as blood seeps from his left eyebrow.

"Daddy! Stop!" I shout as he grips Michael's collar and lifts him off the floor. "Please! Leave him alone!" I cry and used closed fists to hit my dads toned back.

"Get out" he growls and drops Michael to the floor.

"W-what?" I look up at him as tears stream from my eyes.

The door to the house opened and my mum came in swiftly after hearing the commotion. She froze in place and slowly approached the angry, six foot seven, man. "Sweety, what's going on?" Her voice was sweet and kind, clearly caring and worried.

"He's pregnant Rebecca!" He growls and she looks go me and you on the floor.

"I'm sorry mum, I'm sorry, please! Don't let him send me away" I cry and grip Michael's shirt.
(Flashback ends)

Michael takes my hand and pulls me close as he stands. "Then he will stay with me" he growls. I didn't know what to feel anymore. Should I be happy that he is protecting me, or sad that my father wants to disown me.

My father simply nods and moves to the side.
I guess its decided then.

"Goodbye" I mutter before leaving, chocking back tears the entire time.
"Don't worry Byron. I won't let anything happen to you." Michael's smile was sweet and sincere, I just wanted to hold him tight, cry, and never let him go.
"Okay... Let's go" I mutter and bite my lip as I keep my eyes on the floor, not wanting him to see me cry. He walks to his car and opens the passenger door for me, I get in and simply stay silent. I couldn't find the words. Any words.
I was broken, hurt, abandoned. Like a weak child lying on the cliffside. The only difference... This time, the one I needed to save me, really did. Michael. My hero.
"Thank you Michael... I'm sorry my dad tried to hurt you" I mutter and bite my lip. That was it. That 'sorry' was my breaking point. I lost it. I cried and cried the entire way home. No sign of stopping. Michael was at a loss. He didn't know what to do.

Comfort me. Hold me. Talk to me. I could tell he was upset, but that didn't stop my tears. But now, I was more scared. How would his parents react? What would they say?

"Michael... What if your parents kick you out?" I mutter and bite my lip as I look down at my hands.
"They're never home. They'll be fine" he smiles and looks at me before he pulls into his driveway.
"What about when they are?"
"Don't worry. They were happy when I told them we were together." He smiles and grips my hand gently, just that gesture alone makes me smile.

"Okay. Let's go." I smile softly, not knowing that that one thing would set of a world of further trouble that I was not prepared for.

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