Wishbones

"Like what?" Finn's body tensed as if he were awaiting a physical blow, he did not trust Morgue. He had just been set on edge. His lover knew something he didn't, and this was not sitting right with Finn.
"Well spit it out Marilyn!"

"Well..." Morgue tried to think of a way to word it but came up with nothing. "He says you're pregnant."

Finn was upon him in an instant, his arms striking out wildly as he tried to damage his lovers as much as he could.
"No! F*cking F*ck no!" The words were hard, bellowed out of the mouth of the boy who should not be doing much of anything, including fighting.
"Jeremy! I f*cking trusted you!"
He had trusted him.
His swings stooped up as the realization hit him. He was pregnant. It was the one thing he could not live with and Morgue dared knock him up.

"Please Finn! Calm down." Morgue exclaimed, standing to hug Finn around the waist, holding on tight and shielding himself from the boy's hits. "Stop and just listen to me, please?"

"F*cking im not listening to you! You sh*t head!" Finn bristled with anger, his heart darkening as Morgue held onto him. "I can't believe you f*cking did this sh*t to me. Im so f*cking done with you." Struggling, making himself tired, finally sagging slightly in Morgue's grip, Finn allowed himself to breath.

"I'm sorry I got you pregnant, I really am, Finn. But please, just listen." Morgue spoke hurriedly. "I love you, okay? I'm sorry, I'm not ready to be a father either, but now that there's a baby in there, I just can't get rid of it okay? I'm so sorry for doing this to you and I promise you never even have to see the thing. Just please Finn, please keep it for me."

"Your not as f*cking sorry as your going to be when I kill you." Finn roughly shoved at his chest, his eyes darting about the room. "When im done with you, imma f*cking start on this brat!" He did not want to bring another life into this world. He did not want the problems of being pregnant. At this point he didn't even want Morgue. He felt as though he had been betrayed, and as such he was acting with violence.

"Fine, I don't care what you do to me. Kill me, hit me, leave me, go ahead. Just please don't kill the baby. Finn, I'll do anything." Morgue kept his grip tight on the other boy, his eyes shut tight.

"Im f*cking leaving you." Finn spate hatefully, tearing himself away from his lover. "Im leaving you and im getting rid of this bastard child!" He would not have it, could not. Swallowing hard he turned his attention away from Morgue, allowing his legs to carry him to the door.

"Finn, please." Morgue's voice softened to a whisper as he refused to admit his eyes were tearing up. He'd never felt so helpless and he never let himself cry in front of Finn...

Finn's movements stopped, his shoulders slumping as he cursed himself in his head. He had gotten soft while with Jeremy.
He found that it was not so easy to leave him alone, especially not when he sounded like that...
"Don't."
Jeremy couldn't do this to him.
"Just f*cking don't."

"Finn, please." He sighed softly, looking up at Finn with teary eyes. He sounded desperate and he was. He didn't know what to do.

"I don't want this." Finn turned to gaze at his lover, the anger strangely absent from his face. "Jeremy...I don't..." He would not ask please, it was his body and he would do what he wanted with it but still....Morgue was making it hard on him.

"I-I know..." Morgue hung his head. And he knew he did not want to make his lover do something he didn't want to. "I'm sorry... I don't want to try and make you do anything. I mean, we could... give it up for adoption? I just don't want to kill it, Finn..."

"Whatever."  Finn turned his back on Morgue, his fight erased.  He did not feel like arguing, he felt horrible.
He blamed Morgue.
"I'll f*cking deal with the damn thing.  But im done with you."  He didn't mean it, he was simply hurting.  Hurting and unable ton physically fight anymore so all he had was spite.

"O-okay." Morgue fought off the tremble in his voice, his heart aching lightly. "Thank you..."

"I don't f*cking want your thanks." The boy vanished from the home, leaving Trever standing in the doorway.
"Didn't take it well, huh?"

"No." Morgue sighed, turning away from Trever. Although he loved the man, he was not about to let Trever see him cry.

"Morgue..." Trever took a step closer, crouching down beside the blonde to ease him into a gentle hug. It was a softness usually reserved for Toni, but he lived Morgue and the boy needed someone.
"Finn is just being a bitch is all, he'll come around."
They both knew he wouldnt.

"Trever, you know he won't. He might keep the kid but...." Morgue trailed off with a sigh. He was afraid his lover would hate him, more than he already claimed to.

"He is so full of sh*t!" Trever shook his head, falling back to sit down. "He is just being pissed that your making him keep it, so he is probably just being spiteful. You know him morgue. The devil himself."

"And I hate that I have to make him keep it." Morgue sighed. "I don't want to force him into something like this."

Morgue had a gentle heart, no matter how creepy he looked. He feared that Finn really would hate the boy for being made to keep the baby. "Morgue, your hands are tied. Might as well keep the baby, it looks like you've already lost Finn." At least until he calmed down.

Morgue's heart ached at these words but he nodded in response.
"I guess that's all I can do for now." He paused, turning around to hide his face in Trever's shoulder. He never tried to "cuddle" anyone but his mother and it was awkward for him, but he was always comfortable with Trever.

Trever embraced the boy tightly, sighing softly into the air. "If you need me, you know were to find me." He was a horrible person, but he loved Morgue and out of love he found all he needed to be strong for him, safe for him.