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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2014 0:49:05 GMT
His parents were actually letting him home by himself. It was actually pretty shocking, to be honest. And as he continued picking up around the rather large house, he couldn't help but grin widely. What his parents didn't know (but probably assumed) was that he was having Sonja over. Of course, he couldn't tell Bjorn that either. He'd get his ass kicked for sure, even if he wasn't as scared as he should be of his girlfriend's twin brother. He'd wrestled enough with Bjorn in the past that he knew how to take care of himself against the red head, but if it came to his sister, well, his head would probably be in the ground.
He heard the knock at the door, though it was only the pizza guy. Yup, Indiana was a romantic at heart. He paid the pizza, guy, then moved to the movie room. He loved the fact that his parents had money, the fact that they could afford all this. He was especially thankful for the fact that he parents adored the red-head he was currently dating. A smirk crossed his features, before his eyes moved towards the door, and the bell rang. He pranced across the house, opening the door wide. "Welcome to the party, babe"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2014 1:22:48 GMT
Indie's house was fucking huge. And nice. But Sonja had long since learned not to be intimidated by it as she stood and waited outside it, hands in her pockets and rocking back and forth. The sense of foreboding was of an entirely different source.
She had thrown on a baggy sweater, as if she had something to hide already, though her legs were bared, knees were scraped and hair its usual mess, though she'd made an effort to put it up into a bushy ponytail.
Somehow, her grin came wide and easy when Indie threw open the door. "The guest of honour is here." Sonja replied, spreading her arms and stepping in for a hug, a peck on the lips.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2014 1:53:47 GMT
A wide grin was across the greenette's features as he looked at the red-head in front of her. What he wouldn't give to keep her at his house twenty-four/seven. He pulled her into the house, closing the door. Indie was generally an asshole to everyone, but Sonja got the sweet side. "She is here indeed. Perfect timing, too. The pizza guy just left" He said with a grin, pulling her into a hug and giving her lips a quick peck.
"Hope you weren't waiting too long. I tried to get the house clean. We're in the movie room tonight!" He said, leading her towards the room. His eyes turned to looked her up and down, eyes blinking at the baggy sweater, that he had once seen on bjorn. "Didja steal that from your brother? Isn't that his favorite sweater, too?" Indie questioned. Curious, she normally only stole his sweaters, and his weren't normally that baggy. So why the baggy sweatshirt? Well, he'd ask later on when they were settled down.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2014 4:16:17 GMT
She liked Indie because he was rich, but not stuck up. He was sort of like her, he hung out with her brother. They didn't go out on fancy dinner dates or to cocktail parties and she liked it that way.
She shrugged nonchalantly at the comment on her - or rather Bjorn's - sweater. "Borrowing. And it goes both ways - he can borrow mine if he wants." Sonja replied with a grin at though the thought of Bjorn trying to fit her clothes.
The fact that he'd pointed it out made her uneasy, though, she managed to push her discomfort down and follow him through the house. As much as Sonja avoided responsibility, she was also not very good at keeping secrets. She didn't want to tell him, but it would have to slip out eventually.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2014 23:53:27 GMT
Indie laughed at her comment. Like Bjorn could fit into her clothes. Well, he'd get her out of that sweatshirt soon enough. It wasn't like either of them were particularly prudish, which was the main reason why he had Sonja over. They were unsupervised, which rarely happened. The greenette had a wide grin on his features before he turned to look at her.
Though, he frowned as he looked at her expression. She looked uneasy, which made the teenager concerned. "You look troubled. What's wrong?" He questioned. Indie was good at observing people, he always had been. Especially when it came to Sonja. He had a keen sense of emotion when she was around, and he felt as though she was keeping something from him.
He opened the door into the movie room, allowing her in first before he threw himself on one of the over-sized couches, looking up at her, with his face a mix of concern and happiness. He wasn't sure which to settle on at this point.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2014 18:33:07 GMT
Sonja thought she'd done well at looking normal, though she couldn't for the life of her remember how to act normal now. Everything had changed overnight, though Indie was casual as ever - she wasn't sure if she'd be able to keep this up long, if she'd be able to any longer without letting it spill out.
He had already flopped onto a couch, which saved her the trouble of telling him he'd better sit down. Sonja just laughed nervously, plopping down beside him, chewing on her nails, already bitten ragged. "Well, actually," She began, sounding shrill and nervous.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2014 18:55:40 GMT
Well, her voice caught his attention. Eyes blinked slowly as he watched her chew on her nails. This couldn't be good. Concern was etched all over his features as he sat up. He dare not reach out for her, fearing the worse at the moment. Generally, Indiana was a patient man. He knew how to wait, but when someone started off a conversation with, "Well, actually," There was clearly something up.
"Please tell me you aren't breaking up with me. Was the sex really that terrible?" He questioned, trying to lighten the mood, his smile a bit uneasy as he watched. After a moment his eyes moved away as he picked at a string on his shirt.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2014 19:03:21 GMT
She willed herself to take her hand from her mouth and put it down into her lap, though now her teeth bit into her bottom lip.
Her discomfort was contagious, Indie wasn't even looking at her now, and Sonja was having trouble resisting the urge to sit here in silence, fidgeting beside Indie. She couldn't even laugh at the joke, instead drawing a deep and shaky breath, staring down into her lap, linking and twisting her fingers.
"No, well, about that," She worried her lip, trying to think of how to say it. Hell, there was only one way to say it.
"I'm pregnant."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2014 19:11:54 GMT
He was about to open his mouth to speak, when the ball was dropped. He blinked once, twice, and then his mouth dropped open. Sure, he'd always thought about kids. Hell, he'd be a great dad. Just… Not when they were still in high school. And he had even made sure the damn condom had been properly put on.
"Pregnant…." He whispered, mostly to himself. And stupidly, he placed his hand on his own stomach, before shaking his head. No, wrong stomach. Indie moved closer to the red-head, placing his hand on her stomach, a wide grin coming over his features as he looked at her finally. "Guess the sex was that good, huh?" He said, trying to keep the mood light. It would help both him and him understanding this.
"Are you sure you're pregnant, though? I thought you were on the pill, and the condom was nice and fresh" Indie commented, his head tilted to the side. But it was no matter. He was completely okay with this. Leaning forwards, he gave a quick kiss to her cheek. "Guess we're gonna be parents…"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2014 19:39:15 GMT
Sonja pursed her lips, watching him nervously, waiting for his reaction. Disbelief. Shock. She just sat numbly as he pressed a hand to her stomach, still flat and needlessly hidden under the baggy sweater.
She nodded. "I'm sure." She had taken what felt like a million pregnancy tests, hoping that the one before, and the ones before that, had just been false positives. As much as she didn't want it to be true - it was.
She didn't know what she'd expected, but Indie was surprisingly calm about this. She just sat, a little dazed by his nonchalance. "That's it?"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2014 19:50:43 GMT
A wide grin spread over Indie's face. "Y'know, I can't really be mad." He commented. He moved closer, wrapping his arms around the girl and holding her close. Sure, they were a little young, and his parents would probably kill him for it, but they were understanding. Hell, they'd had him when they were only sixteen. So, after the initial, shock, he was sure they'd understand.
"That's it. That's all there is to it. Y'know, I know I was fertile. But, damn. My da's genes must be pretty potent in me" Indie said with a chuckle. He grabbed the remote, putting on the movie he had playing. Only Sonja knew, but Indie was a huge Disney movie lover. He had the whole collection in his bedroom, which was always hard to hide from Bjorn. Getting himself comfortable and pulling Sonja with him, he leaned back into the couch, arms wrapped around the red-head.
And a sudden thought occurred to him, that made him freeze for a moment. "You didn't tell Bjorn yet, did you?"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2014 1:48:53 GMT
Knowing that she was carrying a baby inside her made Sonja feel scared, and feeling scared wasn't like her. She wrinkled her nose - of course Indie would be okay, he wasn't the one who had to be pregnant.
But she let him pull her close - at least he wasn't going to run away. She tilted her head back to look at Indie as the movie's opening scenes came on. "No." She said, horrified at the very idea of what would happen when she did tell him. And it wasn't only Bjorn - none of her brothers knew about her and Indie in the first place. "He'll kill you." She said solemnly. But he'd have to find out eventually.
Sonja sighed, bringing a hand up to gnaw on her nails again. "He doesn't even know about us." Indie would already be dead if Bjorn had found out earlier.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2014 1:57:31 GMT
Indie leaned his head against hers, wows watching the wall-sized projector screen that was set up, listening to her. He let out a pent-up breath as his eyes closed for a moment. "He'll kill me alright. But it was worth it to be with you, Sonja" He murmured as his arms tightened slightly around her, then loosened immediately.
He knew it was going to be tough, what with them still being in school and trying to keep everything under wraps. Indie was an only child, but Sonja had seven other siblings, all most likely wanting his head when everything was over and done with. Of course, they all would have to find out someway. And sometime soon, once the red-head started showing. His hands slipped down to her stomach once more, a mischievous grin on his face, though it disappeared after a moment.
"I really hope you keep it… I mean, you don't have to. But i'd love to be a dad" Indie said into her ear, eyes watching the opening scene of the movie. He let out a breath. Hell, if he could take the pregnancy, he would have. But for whatever reason, the higher powers decided only girls could carry the babies. Which was a damn shame. "It's up to you, though. I'll take the beating Bjorn.. And the rest of your brothers dish out"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 24, 2014 17:46:27 GMT
She grinned crookedly - there was always a sense of satisfaction seeing Indie like this. Affectionate, sentimental - it was the part of him that was hers and hers alone.
"You better not let him." She teased. "You can't be a dad if you're dead."
She didn't feel ready to be a mother, and she didn't know if Indie really was ready to be a dad either. He was rich - either way the kid would be well taken care of. But she was just relieved to finally have let it out - she had figured Indie should be the first to know, since he was in the boat with her now. This tiny leaking boat that felt full of holes and oh-so-sinkable. But she relaxed against him, letting her hands rest on top of his.
"I don't know." She sighed. "We'll figure something out. I just thought I'd explode if I didn't tell someone soon." Sonja didn't need to say it aloud - don't tell anybody else.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2014 23:42:19 GMT
It was rare when Indie was nice, affectionate. His parents rarely saw it, though he wasn't ever rude to them. Sonja was the only person to see this side, and that was just fine. Sure, Bjorn saw his playful side, but that was different from what Sonja saw. Plus, he'd never be this affectionate around Bjorn. "I won't let him kill me. Plus, who would be there to get his ass out of jail if he lands there? Your parents have their hands full, which means it's up to me" He said. Though, that wasn't the main reason they were friends, but it was a good perk.
He wrapped his arms tighter around the girl after a moment, holding her close. It was nice, not having his parents barge into the movie room or his bedroom when she was other. He was their own kid, so it was understandable. Indie cherished the moments where his parents went out of town, especially when they went back to Ireland. Meant an extended amount of time where he could be with Sonja, and maybe have Bjorn over in the next few days to raid his dad's alcohol cabinet. He only hoped he wouldn't run out of cigarettes before his dad got back. That was his only way of getting them.
"I promise I won't tell a soul unless you tell me it's okay" Indiana said. Now that he thought about it, his parents would want to know why he was going to start asking questions, especially about pregnancy. "Did I ever tell you my mum had me at a young age? She was two years younger than we are now" He said quietly in her ear, eyes watching the screen.
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