Calling All Skeletons | Closed.

Zacky’s eyes widened slightly and he forced a small smile. “That’s great, Val,” he said.

"How far along are you," Celeste asked.

"Almost three months," Val grinned.

Zacky briefly wondered if Matt had told Val about what happened to Celeste, but he was guessing he probably hadn’t.

Celeste smiled, happy Val was pregnant and her and Matt would finally be starting a family. "Is Matt home," she asked. "I needed to talk to him about something."

Val nodded and moved aside to let Celeste and Zack in.

Celeste found Matt in his music room in the basement, rearing her clenched fist back and punched him hard in the jaw. She felt tears fall down her face as her hand moved to her stomach. "Why did you have to tell him," she whimpered. "I just want to die and take this thing with me."

Matt groaned, holding his jaw as he stared at Celeste. “What are you talking about?” He hissed, looking at her stomach. He put two and two together, looking up at her. “Are you pregnant?”

Celeste nodded, clenching her eyes shut and more tears fell down her face. "I don't know if it Zack's or his," she admitted. "I slept with Zack a few hours before your friend decided to make me feel like a disgusting whore."

“He’s not my friend anymore,” Matt said. He frowned as he stood up. “Are you going to get rid of it?”

"I want to," Celeste admitted. "But the fact the baby could also be Zack's makes me hesitate. I would never forgive myself if I killed our baby."

“You could always try again at a different time,” Matt said. He frowned. “I’m so sorry, Celeste. I never wanted this to happen.”

"This is so fucked up," Celeste sniffled. "Everything was getting better again between Zack and me."

“I thought he wasn’t good for you,” Matt mumbled.

"He's always been good for me Matt," Celeste snapped. "He fucking loves me! He even told me he'd raise this baby with me even if it was Brian's!"

Matt frowned. “I’m sorry, Celeste,” he mumbled.

"None of this is fair to him or the kids," Celeste mumbled. "The other day I actually thought about killing myself," she admitted. "I know where Zack keeps the keys for all his prescription samples. I could just take them all and never wake up."

“Celeste,” Matt hissed. “Don’t you dare speak like that.”

Celeste moved to sit down on the couch in the room and hugged her knees to her chest. "I hate how I feel and nothing else has worked so far," she mumbled.

Matt frowned and sat beside her. “Suicide isn’t the answer,” he said.

"I'm so tired of feeling helpless and angry," Celeste admitted. "It's so tiring being angry all the fucking time."