Episode 8
*the next morning, Spryman was awake earlier than anyone else, n just sat in the living room, hugging his belly*
Thrax; 8had gotten up for his early morning jog8
Spryman: *hears him coming, bt didnt respond to him*
Thrax; Paul?
Spryman: *looks up at him, a bit tentative, thinking he was still angry at him*
Thrax; Are you ok/
Spryman: Are...Are u still mad at me...?
Thrax; Disappointed but not mad
Spryman: I...I knw I did wrong...Bt...I...
Thrax; 8held him close8
Spryman: W...Wht am I to do...? I...I dunno whether I should evn go thru with this...this...baby inside me...
Thrax; That's what your mother and I need to discuse with you
Ozzie: *just got dwn to make breakfast wen he saw them* Hey, guys
Spryman: *mutters* Speak of the devil...
Thrax; Hey baby
Ozzie: I get it u heard frm ur father tht we need to talk
Spryman: *nodded*
Thrax; Take a seat Ozzy
Ozzie: *does so*
Thrax; Paul we really need to talk about your condition
Spryman: I knw...
Ozzie: Why dont u tell us wht happened first?
Spryman: *bit his lip* Well...Aftr I argued with Pops n shooed him away, I got...desperate...n I saw in the security cam the late night shift guard. Then I saw he was reading some adult magazines on the job n relieving himself, so...I...I called him in, telling him he could relieve himself on me. Then...then we...Oh Hector, I dunno wht I was thinking...The only thing in my mind was...tht I want my baby bk...n...Hector, I'm so stupid...
Thrax; Paul do you think you're the only one who lost a child/
Spryman: W...Wht do u mean...?
Ozzie: I lost a child too. I lost a little girl at my last city because of a cafe robbery gone bad. If not, u would've had another sister
Thrax; And there have been others
Ozzie: Ur not alone in this, baby. We're the same one way or another. Bt right now, u must listen to me n ur Pops: U hv to let this baby go
Spryman: W...Wht...?
Thrax; 8nods8
Ozzie: Now before u jump to any conclusions, hear us out. U cant hv a baby. Not yet. Ur body is too young n mature to handle a pregnancy, n it could eat u away, not to mention the childbirth. U might die
Spryman: Th...Tht's impossible...Ur exaggerating...right...?
Thrax; No Paul, it's the truth
Spryman: Tht's impossible! C'mon, I've heard ppl who had babies younger than me, n they were... *remembered something tht rang true to Oz's words* They were... *looked dwn sadly*
Thrax; 8nodded8
Ozzie: I'm not gonna rub it in, bt as u can see, I'm telling the truth. So u hv to let this baby go. It's for ur own good. I lost a little girl, n I lost ur brother Jared. I am not going to lose another son. Not on my watch
Thrax; That includes me
Ozzie: Pls. Do this for me. Its for ur own good. U will hv plenty of chances to hv kids of ur own, its just not the right time
Spryman: *bit his lip n hung his head, trying to hold bk his tears, hugging his belly*
Thrax; 8wrapped his arms round him8
Ozzie: *joined the group hug*
Spryman: *sobs in their arms*
Thrax; 8lifted his son's chin8 We know it's difficult but it needs to be done
Spryman: *sobbed for a while before nodding* C...Can u...accompany me...?
Thrax; Of course
Ozzie: We'll both be with u. U can do this as soon as u want. We can get u a private doctor to make a house call if u dont want ppl to knw
Thrax; 8stroked his hair8
Spryman: *nods* I want it done at home. I...dont wanna go to clinic
Ozzie: Alright. I think I can get Sprite ovr for u, baby
Thrax; 8stroked Paul's hair8
Spryman: *nodded n cuddled against him*
Ozzie: *texted to Sprite for an appointment*
Thrax; Hope he can make an emergancy call
Ozzie: *got a reply* He's free later tonight. He said he'll come ovr
Spryman: *feels a little scared, going a little pale*
Thrax; Easy Paul
Ozzie: Its OK, baby, it's OK *carried him close n cradled him, hushing him n calming dwn*
Spryman: *leaned his head against Oz's chest, closing his eyes to calm dwn*
Thrax; 8bit his tongue8
Ozzie: *rocked him until he fell asleep* I'll take him bk to the room. He's gonna need tht rest for tonight
Thrax; 8got up8 I should return to work
Ozzie: *nodded n carried Spryman up to his room*
Thrax; 8left for work8
Ozzie: *tucked Spryman in bed n made his way to get ready for school*
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