Desires Of The Unknown

Sequel

Dear Folklore,
There really isn't much I can say. I love you, that's about it. I just want you safe.
Come back safe, or I'll kill you,
Your Fairytale.....

Dear Fairytale,
I promise. I love you too.
I'll come back safe,
Your Folklore....

"Let me see it."
I lifted my shirt a little to show him the scar. "It hit him directly."
"So that means it went through your uterus."
I nodded, pulling my shirt back down, I turned to the pantry to my left and I was yanked back to look at him. "Let go," I said weakly.
"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked dangerously.
"I tried. Three times. That's what I was gonna tell you that night."
"You could have told me earlier."
"Yeah, that would have work," I said sarcasticly, yanking my arm from his grasp. "Oh," I started with a much sarcasm as I could muster, which was a lot. "I killed your brother, and by the way, I'm having your child. How well do you actually think that would have gone over? Beside," I said, lowering my voice. "You said more than once that I should get an abortion if I got pregnant, and I couldn't."
"I wouldn't have told you that!"

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Part of the sequel. =] His Fairytale, My Folklore
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