Sara Bae
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Thread Topic: Sara Bae
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I see)
Drake nodded, rushing to the kitchen to get a glass of water. He was oblivious to what was going on, all he knew was Emil was in pain. He filled two glasses- Emil's was tall and purple, a plastic cup. He filled it with ice water. Drake filled his own, a large glass mug with cherry Pepsi and vodka. He needed to de-stress, after all. -
omg now I want Cherry Cola.)
Emil could remember back when he had just met Drake,and now they were engaged and having a child?All the time had went by so quickly,he was amazed this relationship laste.The two were like a match made in heaven.They would stay together no matter what,and protected eachother with their lives. -
Lol wow)
Drake handed Emil the glass, taking a sip of his own. Almost immediately he began to calm down. He put a hand in his pocket, asking, "You alright?" He was completely oblivious to the fact his fianc was in labor. "'Need a hospital or anything?" Drake asked, still a little concerned. -
"I-I dont know...choose for me."Emil whimpered out,gripping the bed and he scootched off his pants with his feet.Then he fumbled down his underwear,the pain moving downwards,making it even more painful.His emotions jumbled;He wanted to laugh and cry at te same time.
I wonder how many people are stalking this.) -
Meh I don't know
Drake frowned, "You need to tell me if you need a hospital." He insisted, boldly. He took another drink, setting the glass down. The dark haired scholar sat at the foot of the bed, looking to Emil. "So, before I get s--- faced drunk, I need to know if you need a hospital or not. If you do, I'll need to drive you." -
Meh
Emil held his breath for a brief moment,then began nodding quickly."I...do."He stammered,pulling his underwear back up and scooting from bed.He slowly got up,gripping the bedside table and making his way towards Drake. -
Drake immediately sweeped Emil off his feet- literally. He rushed him to the car, sitting him in passenger. Casually, he turned the engine over, turning the radio to a soft punk pop station. He calmly drived, hoping Emil had insurance.
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Emil buckled,gripping the sides of the seat and closing his eyes.He hummed,swaying his legs back and forth in attempt to calm down and relax,hopefully slowing the prossess for when they got to the hospital.
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"Hey after this.. I'm so getting you wasted." Drake said, stepping on the gas. He swerved through traffic, trying to remember the way to the hospital. "Should I call the hospital- wait, or do you go to the vet?" He asked, confused.
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"Um.....vet."Emil said.He had been but a kit last time he went to the vet,so he didnt remember to well what they would do there.He hoped it wouldn't hurt,no matter what they did.He struggled and was in pain already,he didn't want them to make it worse.
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Drake nodded, knowing how to drive there. One night he was wasted and his friends pigeon was sick, so he found himself driving drunk through the city streets to find the vet. Drake recalled that night, taking the same route he had, but more controlled and easier.
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Emil just let go.He couldn't do it anymore.He would let what would happen,happen.He fell over on the window,gripping his knees and swaying as the pain intencified.
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Drake tried his best to avoid traffic, but to his dismay hit a red light. He was forced to stop. He looked over, biting his lip, "Hold in there, we're almost there." As the light turned green, he slammed his foot on the gas pedal.
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"I am so sorry this happened..."Emil apologized,looking over at his lover.He never wanted this to happen.He wanted his life back.Once all this pain was over,it would be a new start.
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"Don't be sorry. I don't regret it." Drake stated, licking his lips. He pulled into the vet driveway, getting out of the car. He moved around the car, opening the black door of the passenger seat and picking up his lover. He walked him in, awkwardly.
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