RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

I watch as Zacky makes a dart for the door, I really should go after him, but I'm sure Matt's going to be right on his tail soon. Besides, if I followed him and got him alone, I would no doubt let on about how I know about his past.

I just stay hugging onto Mick, stroking at his hair and rubbing his back.

"It's OK Babe. You're going to be fine, I promise you, we'll sort this all out, OK?"

"Okay, I think this is enough for today. Go enjoy your free half hour." I say, looking round the rest of the class before approaching Mick and Jacoby.

I wait until everyone's filed out, most of them talking about what's going on. A lot of them not believing a word Mick's saying. I can't say I blame them to be perfectly honest.

"Mick, are you sure about this?" I ask, sitting by the pair, "This isn't the kind of thing you should lie about. If you're taking the piss, admit it now and we'll keep it quiet."

I have no idea how I'm going to make this work, how I'll keep it all up. But I can't tell them I'm making it up now, can I? Where would the fun in that be? Besides, Zacky, Matt and Brian deserve this payback. They've fucked me over, it's about time they know what it feels like.

"Why would I lie about something like this, Corey?" I ask, "What do you take me for?"

I wipe at my eyes, still clinging to Jacoby, "I know I can be an asshole sometimes but I wouldn't say this unless I thought it was true."

I rub my head as I walk behind the grand stair case. I take a seat on the floor as I watch the people go past.

"How can this happen to me?" I say to myself before sighing and facing the wall in front of me again.

"I'm not that much of a bad person, am I? I've suffered enough with the heartache of Mattie and... losing my whole family. Now I'm going to be a Dad and everyone is going to be blaming me for ruining Mick's life."

I've not got the tears flowing now as I bring my hands up to my face and wipe over my eyes. I let out a choked sob as I stay sat under the stair case, out of site of everyone.

"It's true Babes. I have never seen you cry like this before," I say as I take a seat next to him, puling away from him in the process.

"But we can sort this out, OK? We'll get you to the best male abortion clinic in the state, we'll do everything to help you, OK?"

I take a hold of Mick's hands in front of me as I look over to Corey, pleading with my eyes that there is going to be some way that we can solve this for him.

"Abortion?" I ask, my eyes widening in fake disgust, "I couldn't do that. The poor child doesn't deserve to die just because I can't handle myself!"

I let go of Jacoby and cross my arms, "I can not abort this child. I don't want my baby to get killed because of me."

I'm doing a good job of the moral outrage, "I'm not completely heartless. I'll just... he'll have to be adopted. But I can't just kill it!"

"OK, OK, I'm sorry, I just- it was just an option for you, OK?" I say to him before patting his hands some more, just to show that I'm here to look after him.

"Whatever you decide to do," I look back at Corey, hopefully, "we'll look after you."

I look back at Mick and smile sweetly at him, still stroking his hands to keep him calm.

Looks like this is going to be one of my jobs to help him from now on. Great.

I nod in agreement at Coby's statement.

"Look, I'll have to go and talk to Brody about this." I say, "She's better equppied to deal with this than me."

I look back at Mick, looking for any sign of him bullshitting us. Maybe I'm just hoping he is because I don't want any of these boys to have to deal with this right now. It's not fair on any of them.

"You'll be okay to look after him, Coby?"

The older boy nods at me.

"Right, I'll come and see you later, Mick and let you know what's going on."

I head out of the room, leaving the pair to it.

I watch Corey leave before breaking down on Coby again, "I'm so sorry, Coby. You don't need this!"

I need to lay this on thick. Make Coby feel sorry for me, make him willing to come to me at my beck and call. I do that and I can win. He'll leave Brian the second I call for him, little 'straight' boy will get pissed off, leave Coby and he'll be as miserable as I am.

"How could I have been so stupid?!"

"Mick, you're not stupid, you weren't to know that this was possible to happen," I say as I stroke his hair, as he is back to clinging to me again.

"I mean, I didn't even know it was possible for a boy to get pregnant, so how could any of you guys know?"

I rock him a little as I still try to comfort him.

"But regardless, if you ever need any help with this, y'know where my room is and I'll help you whenever you need me. The same goes with plenty of the other guys, I'm sure."

"I still should have made Zacky wear a rubber..."

Shit. He was. He was wearing one, he had a fucking condom on and as soon as he realizes that I am fucked. He always wears them when he's with me. Oh God, oh God...

"Fuck!!!" I slam my hand down on the desk.

I jump a little from his anger and as he slams his hand down on the desk.

"Shhh sh sh shhh, it's OK, it's OK," I say calmly to him as I take his hand from the desk and hold onto it.

"It's not all your fault, it's Zacky's responsibility as much as it is yours, sex is too people, not just you," I say calmly as I rock him more.

I never thought that I'd have a Mick quite this upset in my arms. Granted, I never thought that I'd have a pregnant Mick in my arms either. This is all so, odd and out of balance.

[[I don't think there's much else Mick could do right now, haha.]]

It's complete fucking bullshit. I don't believe a word Mick says. He's not pregnant, this is all some kind of ridiculous ploy to win Zacky back. It has to be. I'm an actor too, I can tell when someone's bullshitting and dear, Mickery is talking out of his ass.

I walk along the corridor, not really sure where to go now. I don't have another lesson until this afternoon and considering Corey's heavily involved with this whole Mick thing, I don't even think that'll be happening right now.

I'm waking along the corridor when I trip over a stuck out foot. As I hit the floor, I notice the foot belongs to a Zacky. I push up from the floor and kneel by him.

"Hey. How are you holding up?"

I look up from my knees to see Brian looking in at me, smiling weakly at me.

"Brian?" I say before scooting further underneath the stairs, not away from him, but so no one else can find me.

"How do you think I'm holding up? Just found out that I've made someone a Daddy, everyone's going to hate me now, and Matt's probably going to leave me as well. So, I'm doing fucking peachy!" I yell at Brian before sighing and looking down at my feet.

It's not his fault, it's no one's fault but my own. If I hadn't being so stupid I wouldn't have to add all this onto my plate.

"I'm sorry."

I get up from where I am and move under the stairs with him.

"Okay, it was a bit of a stupid question, I suppose." I say, as I get comfortable, "I'm sure things aren't going to be that bad though."

I'm not going to tell him I think Mick's lying, not until I know for sure. I suppose there's some way he could possibly be telling the truth, I don't want to get Zacky's hopes up if it turns out not to be true.

"I mean, we don't all hate you. I don't hate you." I say with a smile, "Okay, it's not much but it's still something. And I'm sure Matt won't leave you, not over something like this."

"Thanks Brian," I say with a small smile before looking at him sidelong.

"I don't know whether this is all true or not. I know it's horrible to assume that he's lying, but, I always used to wear rubbers when I was with him. I didn't know what he was carrying y'know?"

I know I was going to turn over a new leaf and be nicer about Mick, but I'm sure Brian won't question me, I mean, Mick isn't really his biggest fan.

"I just don't know, I've got enough on my plate right now. I'm..." I stop before I say anything about my nightmares or my problems even though I'm sure he has a brief idea from Jacoby, "Me and Matt have only just got together. I don't want anything to ruin it, y'know?"

"I just want to get my life back on track, like I always wanted it to be."

"You want me to be honest? I don't think he's telling the truth either." I say, smiling at him, "I mean, it's way too convenient for a start. I'd kind of gathered you wouldn't be touching him without protection, or anyone for that matter. You don't seem like the stupid type."

I wish I had some answer for him on the topic of Matt. I'd never really expected them to end up together. I wouldn't be surprised if Matt did leave because of this. Not because he's an asshole but because of his outburst earlier. It's got to hurt to know someone you care about could be sharing something so huge with someone else.

"I'm sure Matt will come round." I say, not looking at him, "I mean, he adores you. He'll be able to deal with this, you'll get through it all together."

"Thanks, you obviously know me better than I know myself," I laugh a little, "And at least I've got someone who believes in me too." I'm glad I have got someone on my side for this, even if it is Brian, maybe he's not as bad as I thought after all.

"I hope you're right about Matt, because he's all I really care about right now," I say to him before realising who I am actually sharing this with.

"You tell anyone I said that and I'll punch you where it really hurts, OK?"

I smile as I hear the softer side of Zacky. I really hope Matt decides to stay with him now. He's going to need some kind of support through this, especially if Mick turns out to be telling the truth.

I make a zipping motion, "My lips are sealed."

I scoot closer to him under the stairs, "You should probably go find him, talk this out with him. If you want this to survive, he's going to need to hear your side of things."

"Yeah, you're right," I say as I brush down my clothes and sit up on my knees.

"I really only came here to be emo for a little bit, but it just isn't me, as I am sick of being so miserable," I choose not to explain myself for my miserable state before patting Brian on the shoulder.

"Thanks again Brian, nice to be able to talk to someone about this that doesn't have anything to really gain from it."

"Hey, just trying to help." I say, smiling, "If you ever need someone to talk to, I've got ears, yeah?"

I've got ears? I'm amazing. Even when I'm around someone who's just a friend I still manage to say the most stupid things ever. Fuck it, I'm sure Zacky gets my meaning.

"I'm sure there's nothing to worry about."

I get up from under the stairs, trying not to crack my head on them, "I'll see you later."

"I'll see ya," I say with a smile as Brian makes his way from under the staircase and up the stairs.

I sigh as I make my own way out from under the staircase and look around the hallway. I can't see anyone that I really know that would know about Mick so I'm probably safe to make my way back to my room to find Matt.

I make my way up the stairs.

"OK Matt. I'm sorry about all this, I didn't mean for it to happen. I didn't want this. I... I... I'm an idiot, aren't I?" I say to myself before sighing and making my way back up the stairs.

I feel sorry for this wall. I've hit it way too many times for it to forgive me now. Guess it's lucky these wall's are thick, stone fuckers or I'd be getting my ass beaten for destroying school property. Fuck, just the school in general.

"It's not fair." I whine as I continue hitting the wall.

My hand is absolutely fucked up, I can barely recognize it under the blood. I don't actually give a shit though, I'm just so fucked off. This isn't fair. Something actually goes right for me. I finally get with someone, someone I absolutely fucking adore and this happens.

I punch the wall one final time, "FUCK!"

I watch on at Matt punch at the wall from the door frame.

"Erm... Mattie?" I say in a weak voice before biting into my lip.

I have never seen him angry before. I have never seen him ever hit anything before, he wouldn't even kill a fly if it was to land on his arm. I'm slightly scared now.

"Sweetie? I'm sorry," I get that out before he can say anything to me. I don't know who he's angry at. But something tells me that it's me.

Fuck.

I turn round to see Zacky in the door. He looks frightened. Have I done this to him? Of course I have, I was just pummeling a damn wall. He's not exactly going to look chirpy and excited. I sigh and move away from the wall.

"Don't apologize Zacky, you've not done anything wrong."

I look over my hand. I've really made a mess of it. I wouldn't be surprised if I've broken something. Of course, right now I'm only focusing on my hand so I can avoid everything else. I don't want to deal with this.

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