A/N sorry about the delay in updates...im still sick and i've had a really bad case of writers block with this (also im currently working on 4 other fics) LOL...so here it is...read, review and rate!!!
Greg left the hospital in a weird mood and arrived at Lisa's house not 15 menit later. He found her spare key that was sitting under the planter pot and walked in.
Greg was having thoughts about this assumed pregnancy. He didn't know what he'd be like with his own child in the world; would he be violent and abusive like his father atau would he be like Lisa - caring and compassionate.He was having serious doubts about this but he didn't want to have to ruin anything between him and Lisa.
Lisa arrived back to her house half an jam after Greg did. She knew he was there because the lights were on and the smell of chinese take out was wafting around the porch.
"Hey," she called. "I have some great news!"
Greg hobbled out and gave her a passionate kiss, "I know,"
"How do anda know?"
"I went to your office to wait for anda to finish up, but anda weren't there and anda know me, I'm snoopy..."
"You went through my stuff!?" she was begining to lose her temper now. "You know not to go through my stuff!"
"I'm sorry I can't be the perfect man!"
"But anda had no right to go through my stuff!"
Greg tried to make light of this erupting arguement, "I go through your underwear drawer all the time,"
"It's no joke, this was something special I wanted to share with you."
"So anda are...pregnant?"
"Yes, Greg."
"That's..." now his doubts were confirmed. "...great?"
TBC....
review and rate...
xxx
Greg left the hospital in a weird mood and arrived at Lisa's house not 15 menit later. He found her spare key that was sitting under the planter pot and walked in.
Greg was having thoughts about this assumed pregnancy. He didn't know what he'd be like with his own child in the world; would he be violent and abusive like his father atau would he be like Lisa - caring and compassionate.He was having serious doubts about this but he didn't want to have to ruin anything between him and Lisa.
Lisa arrived back to her house half an jam after Greg did. She knew he was there because the lights were on and the smell of chinese take out was wafting around the porch.
"Hey," she called. "I have some great news!"
Greg hobbled out and gave her a passionate kiss, "I know,"
"How do anda know?"
"I went to your office to wait for anda to finish up, but anda weren't there and anda know me, I'm snoopy..."
"You went through my stuff!?" she was begining to lose her temper now. "You know not to go through my stuff!"
"I'm sorry I can't be the perfect man!"
"But anda had no right to go through my stuff!"
Greg tried to make light of this erupting arguement, "I go through your underwear drawer all the time,"
"It's no joke, this was something special I wanted to share with you."
"So anda are...pregnant?"
"Yes, Greg."
"That's..." now his doubts were confirmed. "...great?"
TBC....
review and rate...
xxx
When does cinta become something we need, rather than something we want? cinta was seen as something special a long time ago. Now cinta is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. cinta is common currency when anda are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older anda get. Do we not care about the substance of what cinta was and not what it has been made into today oleh commercialisation from American film and televisi commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience cinta for real, can we komentar and judge others who are in Love. cinta means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of cinta is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? cinta is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.