"Yes?" The boy was again afriad, scared of what she may do.

(Hello! How have you been lately?)

(ive been sleepy and sad my phone brokes X3 you?)

zalal wringes her hands, stares at her lap,"was I not appealing as to so why you ran away....?"

(Had a BIG math project to do this weekend but other than that I'm fine.)

He blushes. "I was not sure you would like me after that, Im not that good." He trembles. "I did not want to hurt you...." He was crying again. "Who-who took my place after I left? I so sorry...."

She shakes her head"a old perverted man..." she trembles some, holds herself as if she may break into a thousand pieces. "but I am alright..."

(good good)

The boy puts His nasty hands on his face. "I should have stayed! I feel so bad...." He looks her in the eyes. "I could try it again if you would like, to try and undo the old mans ways." He knew it was stupid but he had to try.

She shakes her head "they already confirmed im a carrier..." her head drops, trembling " I'm gonna be provided food and everything... then theyll steal the baby away before I can even see it..."

"But if you want I can see if I can make the baby my own if it would make you feel any better." The boy wraps tighter in the blanket. "Or you can even have your friend do it, then he can be the father."

"if it's already conceived it can't change" seems lost and broken within herself "thats all... that is all I can do... nothing..."

"There is an old tell of a lady that hated whom she was married but she got pregnant to him anyways. When she met the man of her dreams she mated with him and the baby turned out to be just like him. It can be undone. I just don't want you to have to look at a baby that you don't even know the dad to." The boy had put the blanket aside and stepped closer to her.