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Bittersweet Revenge

Slader smiled softly as he climbed through the window, immediately grabbed hold of her to hug her. "Hey..." He whispered into her hair, "it's okay. What's going on?"


He pulled away and wiped a tear from underneath her eye. He could be gentle and sympathetic if he wanted to.


His mind raced with the possibilities of what could be wrong. It couldn't be something that bad, could it? He braced himself for her answer.
 
Cambree just broke down when Slader pulled her into a hug. She rested her head on his chest and could feel herself starting to fall into hysteria.


She looked up at him when he pulled away and all she could do was shake her head. She couldn't say it. She couldn't bring herself to say it. She didn't want it to be real. Maybe this was just a really bad dream. Maybe it was a faulty test. Maybe, maybe, maybe.


She tried to blink away the tears and adverted her eyes from his, trying to think of something to say. She couldn't even think enough to lie. "Thanks for coming over," She choked out, finding it to be the best she could do.
 
Slader searched her eyes for any hint of what could be wrong, but she wouldn't meet his gaze. He rubbed her arm gently and smoothed back her hair.


"Anytime." He mumbled. His worry was growing, he really needed to know what was wrong.


"Cam, whatever it is, you can tell me. We're friends, right?" He offered her a sympathetic smile and pulled her down onto the bed, onto his lap so he could hold her.
 
Cambree nodded a little bit with a grin. She knew that she could tell him but she didn't want to. This whole thing was just shitty. If she had never slept with him then she'd just have to worry about telling Dean. But now she had to tell two guys and explain to her boyfriend of four years that she'd actually been sleeping with his best friend for months and how he could be the father too.. She was going to hell.


Cambree curled up in Slader's lap and frowned, putting her temple to his chest. Maybe she should just say it. Ugh, it made her nauseous. She had to though. She couldn't just make him come over for no reason and say it was nothing while she sobbed. She took in a deep breath and let it out.


"I'm.." She began to say being stopping. She couldn't do it. I have to. "I'm pregnant," She basically whispered before completely breaking down into her hands.
 
Slader's eyes widened at the news. Cambree... Was pregnant. How the hell did she get pregan- his heart skipped a beat.


He shook his head, suddenly angry. But not at her. At himself.


"Fuck, Cam this is a joke right?" He asked, his hands shaking. Okay... There's a 50/50 chance I'm the dad. Unless she's sleeping with other guys... Then maybe I'm not. There's no way I'm the dad. Fuckkk.


Yeah, he wanted kids someday, but not his last year of high school. He would be a terrible dad. Absolutely horrible. God I hope it's Dean's.
 
"I'm sorry," Cambree told him quickly, listening to the tone in his voice. She sniffled and got up from his lap, beginning to pace with her arms across her stomach. She didn't know what she was suppose to do.


"Okay, so. We could just- I could just, not tell Dean the truth. I could just tell him that I'm pregnant and it's his and you could just forget that we slept together and everything will be fine, right? It'll be better that way, right? I mean you don't actually want anything to do with me anyways I basically drug you into this I just showed up your house and took my clothes off just like all the other girls and I know that this was just suppose to be a hookup thing so yeah, I'll just do that It'll be fine," Cambree rambled on and on with a breath, feeling herself begin to have a panic attack of sorts.


I can't do this.. She stopped her pacing and just looked around her room, her mind spinning. She felt like she was going to be sick. It was probably just the anxiety. "I'm just so sorry, Slader. I shouldn't have called you," She said, wiping her cheeks even though the tears just kept coming.
 
Slader sighed and stared at the wall as she paced, rambling on about whatever. It wasn't just her fault. This was a two person thing. And it was either her and him or her and Dean.


"Look, Cam I... It can't be ours, right? We were safe about it... Right? I think... God this is crazy," she was right, he wanted to just forget about it and act like it wasn't his, which it might or might not be. But what kind if person would he be if he just left her like this.


"There has to be someway we can find out who's it is, right? Isn't there things for that?" He asked, his voice shaking.
 
Cambree pouted and shook her head,"I don't know," She basically whined. How could she have been so stupid? She was usually so careful. Well, sometimes. Sometimes Dean and her would just bang spontaneously, no matter where they were, and sometimes she couldn't even remember with Slader because she'd be drunk or too caught up in the moment.


She turned to look at him and frowned. She didn't know anything, honestly. She didn't know the first thing about having a kid. She wiped her cheeks and took a deep breath, trying to pull herself together. She had to think rationally here. This was actually happening and crying wouldn't fix any problems. She walked over to the bed and sat down next to Slader silently.


"My life is over," She stated before falling back onto the bed. No matter who's it was, either of them could just leave her but she couldn't do that. She wasn't allowed to run away. She'd be carrying around a human being in her stomach for the next nine months. The thought made her cringe.
 
Slader sighed and shook his head in disbelief of what he was about to do.


"Fuck it. I'm in. If it's Dean's, that sucks cause telling him we've been hooking up isn't going to help your situation. I'll help you."


His face was emotionless as he turned to face her. He placed a comforting hand on her arm, forcing a smile through. This wasn't going to end well. The kid would be screwed if Slader was his father, but what choice did he have? He couldn't just leave Cam.
 
Cambree's eyes shifted over to Slader, looking at him as though he'd gone absolutely mad.


"Wait, what?" She asked, trying to process it all. Was he offering to help her with having a kid, even if it was Dean's? Or was he assuming that Dean was going to leave her when she told him, so Slader would have to be there for her anyways.


She pushed herself up so that she was sitting up and looked over at him with a frown etched on her face. She hadn't meant to drag him into all of this. This wasn't who he was. Hell, it wasn't who any of them were but definitely not Slader. "Slader, you can't. You still have like, half the school to fuck," She told him, jokingly lightly with a little smile.
 
Slader sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, well I can do that as a side job. It's getting tiring anyways."


It was crazy. Thinking he could help his friend raise a kid that may or may not be his. Who did that? Not Slader...


"I'll help. But... I'm probably not the best father figure ever. So unless I explicitly know that it is in fact my kid, I'm it's... Uncle. Yeah, uncle."


"Besides, you won't actually have the kid until after graduation which is only a month away. You won't even barely be showing yet. So Dean doesn't have to know if you guys break it off." He shrugged, struggling to comprehend everything.
 
Cambree was basically speechless. Why would he do that for her? Why he could openly offer to help her raise a kid if he didn't even know it was his. He must've really cared about her.


"Slader, you don't have to do that.." She told him softly. It meant a lot though, knowing that if Dean skipped out she'd at least have him. She didn't know if she could do this alone.


She furrowed his eyebrows slightly. "What, so I should just... Not tell Dean at all?" She asked him. He had a point, people probably wouldn't even be able to tell until later on in the summer and by then she'd never have to worry about school if she didn't want to. At least she got to avoid that problem. All the whispering in the hallway and stuff. "Or should I see how he takes us hooking up first?" She guessed again, figuring that was what he meant.


Wow.. Being without Dean... They'd been dating the entire length of high school. It'd be weird to not be with him. Four years was a long time...
 
"I'm saying that he's going to be majorly pissed off if he finds out about you and I, so I wouldn't. Stress isn't good for you know... Kids." He mumbled nervously.


"And yes I do have to. This could be my fault. I know I'm a grade a asshole, but I'm not going to leave a girl alone to face this."


He smiled kindly at her, then grabbed her to pull her close to him. "I promise it'll be okay."
 
Cambree could honestly say that she felt so much better listening to Slader say that even though he could be an asshole that he'd be there for her. It meant so much. Especially coming from him.


She put her arms around him when he pulled her closer and nuzzled her head into his side. "You're not an asshole," She told him softly with a little bit of a grin,"Assholes wouldn't do this."


It was true. If he really didn't give a shit, he would've peaced out as soon as he heard the words 'pregnant' but he didn't. He was sarcastic and could be almost too straight forward sometimes, but he wasn't an asshole. She liked him just the way he was.
 
Slader shrugged. "I've accepted it a long time ago, sweetheart, don't sugar coat me." He teased, his fingers brushing through her hair.


"So... Kid. You have a kid. Possibly we, but for now, you. I'm assuming you don't want to tell your parents?" He asked quietly, lips brushing against the side of her neck.


His heart was beating quickly. Both of their lives were changing very soon and very fast, and change wasn't something he had ever been comfortable with.
 
Cambree grinned and shook her head.


She closed her eyes, listening to him. Took in a breath and shook her head again. "They're gonna kill me anyways. Might as well wait it out until I can move out, right?" She guessed with a little bit of a shrug. She pulled away from Slader and moved so that instead of sitting on the edge of the bed she was laying down on her usual side. She patted the space next to her, wanting him to join.


"You know, I always use to make fun of all those girls on Teen Mom and wonder they could've been so stupid.. Like it's not that hard to not get pregnant, right?" She asked, laughing a little bit at how ironic that was now.
 
Slader joined her on the bed, an arm behind his head and the other gently on her leg.


"Well, I guess it isn't that hard... I never expected to get a girl pregnant, I'm typically pretty careful about that stuff." He sighed.


"You know, it actually kind of sucks that girls are all over me. I never used to be like this until highschool. I was that nerd. But I changed to conform to everyone else so I would be liked. Then people... Well, they liked it. And I let it get to my head."


"Don't get me wrong, it gets fun, but once something like this happens, it hits you hard." He muttered quietly.
 
Cambree looked up at the ceiling, listening to Slader explain how he felt about his reputation and all.


She looked over at him with a little pout. "You must've been a really hot nerd," She told him teasingly with a little smile. She knew it wasn't really a time for jokes but it was what she tended to do when she was uncomfortable about something.


"I'm sorry that you changed to get attention. You shouldn't have had to. You're an amazing guy, Slader. Honestly. And I would still think that even if you didn't sleep with a bunch of girls. I'm just sorry that I had to be the one to ruin it..." She told him softly, moving her hand so that it was over his that was on her thigh. She supposed that it could've been worse. It could've been that he knocked up some random drunk girl who was actually a bitch when she was sober.
 
"You didn't ruin anything", Slader informed her quietly. "It's not like there was anything to ruin. I drink my life away, that's pretty much it." He shrugged. Self pity wasn't his thing, he just didn't want her to feel bad.


"It's going to be great kid. Don't take this the wrong way, but I hope Dean is his father," he smiled gently down at her. "Cause if I am, it's going to turn out just as bad as I am."


He gently moved his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. He wasn't sure what to feel about all this. He'd figure it out eventuLly.
 
Cambree pouted a little bit, listening to Slader. "Well then, I'm glad I ruined it. Your drinking," She informed him with a little smirk. Maybe he'd come to his senses that he didn't need to drink and fuck girls to be popular.


She smiled in his direction and rolled into her side to face him. "And don't take this the wrong way, but I hope it's yours because I know Dean is going to leave my sorry ass... Plus, it'll be way cuter.." She told him with a little bit of a laugh.


She moved so that her head was on his chest and she closed her eyes for the minute, trying to process everything. So this was all for serious, she supposed. Slader and her were going to try and get their acts together enough to raise a kid together... That just sounded so fucking weird. She was still a child herself. How was she suppose to know how to raise a baby? She obviously wasn't making the best decisions..
 
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Slader sighed. If it was his, he wasn't sure he was emotionally or mentally prepared for it yet.


"Fuck, I need a drink," he announced, suddenly realizing how un-parent like that sounded. "Before you judge me on that, if I don't get something in my system, I may explode."


He wriggled off of the bed and stood, glancing around her room. Did Cambree even own any alcohol? "Do... You have anything? I won't get drunk, I promise."
 
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Cambree raised an eyebrow, listening to Slader. Although she didn't really care, she knew it was who he was, she didn't know if now was the best time. She wasn't going to question it though. He was already doing more than enough for her.


"I think my parents have something in the freezer. Vodka, probably. They don't drink anything but wine so they probably won't even notice," She informed Slader, standing up from her bed. She walked over to her door and, assuming that he'd follow, headed out and down the hallway.
 
Slader nodded and followed her out to the kitchen. He'd been to her house before, so he knew where it was, but he enjoyed walking behind her got various reasons. He helped himself to the freezer and the vodka.


"So, what're we going to do once we graduate? I hope you weren't planning on going to college, cause this while baby thing would make it extremely difficult." He stared, smiling sadly over at Cambree.
 
Cambree leaned against one of the cabinets once they were in the kitchen and then laughed, listening to him. "I was," She admitted, looking down at her nails before she shrugged,"But it's whatever. I didn't know what I wanted to do anyways. And I'm sure I won't be able to have a real career with a kid to raise."


It sucked. She had a perfect GPA and any college would accept her in a second. She felt like she'd worked her ass off only to ruin it right at the end. It was her choice though. She'd have to deal with it.


"So," She continued, looking back over to him,"I'll probably just move on and go from there."
 
"I'm assuming you're going to want to move out? And since I'm helping I'll probably have to come with. If that's what you were planning on," Slader replied casually, as if it wasn't a big deal.


He took one more sip before placing the vodka back into the freezer. He ran a hand through his hair, a nervous habit of his.


"Look, I'm not going to lie. This whole kid shit is going to suck. Bad. But it'll be okay, alright? You've got me. I may think you're a hot piece of ass, but I'm not just gonna run out on you."
 

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