Me and Dolan walk home. "Hellbent, how about we tell the truth, but in a roundabout way?" Asks Dolan. I drop his hand. I have no idea why, but I'm hating on him. "Dude, was it just me, or is Shima preggo?" He exclaims. "Sure, why not" I reply. I know it's my fault if Dolan losses his reputation, ego and subsribers. Why the fuck am I way I am? I walk faster. "You coming to the therapist tomorrow?" Dolan yells. I nod. I have no intention whatsoever of going to a place where they examine you and say stuff like "Love each other's as God has loved you". Dolan comes up behind me. "It's not your fault, buddy" he comforts. I shake him off and run home.