I start crying as I look down at the test, June starts knocking on the door babbling. 'Daddy!' "Tweek! Shit head! You told me you couldn't get pregnant!" I start crying harder as my phone goes off. "Why have you been ignoring me?"

I get up walking to the front door, I grab June and whisper. 'We are going to be moving sweetie.' June nods. 'Ok daddy. . .' I kiss her as she grabs at my tear stained cheeks.

I smile. 'It's ok, daddy's fine.' I'm not. . .I'm really not. . . I start packing up our stuff as I hear a knock at the door, I whisper. 'Stay here baby, ok? Daddy will be right back.' I walk to the door as I see Craig standing there waiting for me to answer, I ignore it as he starts calling me. . .the ringer goes off. . .

I sigh answering the door. 'Hi. . .' He asks. 'Can I come in.' I shake my head. 'No, I'm busy packing.' Craig sighs. 'Tweek. . .' He asks. 'Why are you packing?' I answer. 'Cause. . .' He sighs. 'Can I help you?' I nod. 'Yes. . .' He comes in helping me, he asks. 'Why are you moving?' I answer. 'I just. . .don't want to be hurt. . .' Craig asks. 'Why do you think you're going to be hurt?' I answer. 'Cause. . .' Craig leans closer. 'Cause?' I sigh. 'I'm pregnant.- Please don't hit me!' I flinch covering my stomach and face.

I feel arms wrap around me. . .it feels nice. . .I hug back crying. 'Please don't hate me. . .' Craig shushes me rubbing my back. 'Tweek. . .I'm not going to hurt you, physically or mentally, I really care for you.' 

I nod as he rubs away my tears. 'Come on, please don't leave. . .' I nod as he kisses me. 'I'm here for you. . .' 

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