News of the Century!!!{Tyler}{Chey}{Seb}

[Alex Lovasz]

.....Alessandra stepped out of the barn....Practically ran... And didn't look back she couldn't. She couldn't look back at all those confused faces. All the ones whose lives just got jumbled up because of the buldge on her stomach. She lungs wouldn't seem to expand enough to breath and she felt like she was being suffocated. She gasped for air as she ran to the car. She leaned on it trying to let her breath catch her. She pulled open the car door and slunk into the drivers seat. She rested both arms on the steering wheel. Tears rolled down her cheeks... Sure she had been crying all day. But this time was different. This wasn't the guilty one nor the one of confusion. This was and angry cry. She was mad at herself. And couldn't stand to look at herself. She was so mad that she had let all this happen. She knew she couldn't blame anyone. And just now back in that barn she just made everything worse for everyone else. She just ruined Chey's happy ending. She ruined Sebastians chance at Happiness. And She just made Tyler feel even more terrible then he already did.

She didn't want him to feel that way. It wasn't right. He had to know people made mistakes it was in their nature. And no matter how many you made someone was always going to be there for you. And she was that someone for him. He said he wouldn't leave her... But she was returning that jesture. She wasn't going to leave him. Dare she say those three words... that were so small but meant so much. She wanted to but she couldn't get them out. Back at the barn he tried to say something but Sebastian and Chey walked in and he stopped. She wanted to know what he needed she wanted to give him that one thing. And now she didn't even know what it was. It killed her. All she wanted to do now was go back to that day before sebastian left her and fix it all. But she knew even if she went back to that day it would all turn out the same. She would still be here. Stuck in the position that no one wanted. Under all the pressure.

She slammed her fists on the wheel. God how did this get so screwed up. How did one big thing turn everything it came across into a disaster. Why did Tyler have to be in the same barn as Alex... Why did Sebastian have to be a trainer at that exact same barn. And Why did she have to come here. Was this some punishment for her lifes mistakes. Was this some cruel twist of fait. At one point she was on to doing great in her career the perfect boyfriend the perfect horse. The fairytale story. And no it all seemed to crumble down...No not crumble collaps. Thats what had happened. It all Collapsed and brought her pedastal down like a rock. Now when Alessandra was in her right mind she would have totally covered up that she was scared and mad and upset and would have never let them see her cry. But this was all to much. Being pregnant was enough as it was but then adding all this on top she couldn't take it. Why couldn't it all be simple. It be Tylers kids and they live happily ever after getting Chey and Seb out of the picture... but she knew even if that happened it wouldn't be simple. Because Tyler wasn't ready for that kind of responsiblity. And even though he said he wouldn't leave her. She didn't want him to have to buckle down because of a mistake that was her fault.

She shoved the keys in their place and started the engine. Now fully furious at herself She roared out of the drive slidding on the gravel. Leaving a cloud of dust behind her. Maybe if she drove fast enough she could out run her troubles. If that were only possible but even she knew that they would always find her and catch up with her. Tears flooded her face and she rubbed them away. Her jaw clenched. She sped down the road. Sure she was driving fast but she wasn't stupid. She reached a stop sign in the road... no one was ther but she stopped and couldn't go on. She looked around... Left the highway home.... right back to the house...backward back to the barn. That left road was starting to look really good. Not that anything would be different... she would just have to live her life knowing that she left three very confused people behind. Course all their lives would be better without her. She could hide away from them and let them continue on their path of life...happier...free-er. She did nothing. She opened the door of the car and walked around to the dirt. She stepped into the wild looking over the field. It seemed so simple there so calm and relaxed. She just needed to breath before she decided on anything. There was no one around just her and the open country.

But not long after standing there she realised she couldn't leave them behind all helplessly wondering. She had to know... and unfortunatly she had to tell them... She was deeply considering lieing to Sebastian though if they were his and telling him that they were Tyler's. Just so he could live his fairytale ending that she almost had. No mind you she didn't want to ruin Tyler's life with this horrid news either but... She... she had feelings for him. Even though she was pretty sure he would never want anything like that with her. I mean maybe just to do the right thing but she wasn't going to force him to be unhappy for the rest of his life. So she got back in the car... And she went straight. She had to do the right thing. She had to be the bad guy. At that moment the last thing she wanted was to be alone. She wanted someone to hold her. but funny thing was.. when she used to picture a guy holding her and keeping her safe the face that showed up was Sebastians but not anymore. Now the face that she saw was Tylers. Sure them meeting and having sex was just about the dumbest thing in the world but she was finding herself falling for the guy that she met on her best day gone bad and his...less then perfect day. She was now finding herself despiratly wanting his company. She didn't want him to leave her. She just wanted him to wrap his arms around her and make it all disapear. But alas...that wasn't possible.

She pulled into the parking lot of the hospital. She took a deep breath and grabbed her purse pulling herself from the drivers seat. She walked up to the door and stopped she turned around to go back to the car... but turned herself back around and stepped in through the automatic doors. -"Sebastian!" she screamed when they walked to the grcery store. The automatic doors slide open and she jumped through. They started to close and she jumped through them again. Laughing like a little girl. Her curls bounced on her shoulder and she turned and smiled at him. "come on sebastian come play with me." She hollered and he came to her and they jumped in ant out of the doors for a few minutes before actually starting their shopping. It was their first trip to the grocery store after moving in together. And she felt like a little girl whom had just gotten their first pony. She was the definition of Giddy as a School Child. - The memory faded as the nurse asked if she could help her. She shook her head "Huh? Oh yeah i need t have a blood test to see who the father of my child is." How bad did that sound. Made her sound like a hore... yeah i sleep with so many guys i don't know who the father of my kids are. Pathetic and embarassing. She felt like all the other women were staring at her.

The nurse nodded her head and she told Alessandra that Doctor Calvin would see her in a moment. Alessandra walked over to a chair in the corner. She felt sick... Was it stupid morning sickeness or was it the whole situation? She didn't know. But either way she still felt like throwing up. She burried her face in her hands. She couldn't believe this was happening. She sighed and took a deep breath. She noticed a few peoples gazes but avoided them. Yeha she looked horrible and she was here for the most sluttiest reason in the world. Great impression right? Just thinking about everything made her hurt. The clock was pounding in her ears but she was finding it easier to hold in the tears. She was starting to get a grip. Even though she was a mess. It was easier to hold it together when she was around strangers. She got lost in her thoughts trying to go over everything that had just happened.

When she saw Tyler she was so sure that he was the dad. But after seeing Sebastian and remembering that one last night with that burst of passion.. that soon faded by morning when he left. and then that next day sleeping with Tyler it all meshed and she couldn't remember it all exactly. And now she couldn't tell which one was the father to her own twins. Talk about a horrible mother. She thought about how cute she and Sebastian were... Was it all fake or was there actually something there once? Was he just... It was hard for her to just think this... But was he Just using her to try and take his mind off Chey. God that thought hurt so bad. Thinking about just being one of those bimbo girls that didn't even notice she was being used. Or maybe she did and just didn't care cause she thought she could love him enough to change his mind. Well she was wrong. He loved someone else more... Maybe he didn;t even love her at all.

Then.. Then there was Tyler. The guy no one in her life would approve of. But the one that she trusted the most. It was funny. He was most likely the one who nocked her up when he was drunk... and he was a fellen yet she trusted him more then any of the three that she was just with. Sure go ahead and think that the danger was what attracted her to him... But no that wasn't it. And no it wasn;t the thought of him being injured and lost and her saving him. Nor was it that romantic crap that drew her to him... It was just him. The way he tried to harden himself so the world couldn't see his true self. Well he couldn't full her she could just plain tell. She saw right through that hardened disposition. And straight to his heart. And that was what she loved most about him. Had she just said loved?? i do belive she had. Well so much for holding in your feelings. But it was truye she was finding herself falling for him harder then she thought she would.

The nurse cleared her throat and Alessandra looked up "The doctor will see you now sweetheart." Alessandra smiled and rose from her seat. She followed the nurse down the hall and into the room. "He'll be right in." She said as she closed the door and stepped out. She found a slight comfort in the hospital walls. but found the cleanliness a little over bearing but she felt secure and safe... Not quite as safe as she wanted though. Here went nothing. After what seemed like an eternity which in reality was only about a minute or two. The doctor walked in. "God evening Alessandra. I hear you need a blood test...." He looked down into his foulder. "I seem to remember you telling me you knew who the father was." He looked up at her in question but still wore a comforting smile. She smirked and tried to laugh to cover it up. "Well.. things got a little more complicating." He nodded and took a seat on the round stool beside the desk. "Alright then lets get started. Just lay down on the bed." He pointed to the bed and she layed down as he instructed. He reached into the door pulled out a needle and cleaned her stomach. He injected her after instructing her to take a deep breath. Then he pulled out a dose of blood. He removed the needle stuck a bandaid on it and smiled. "I'll have this rushed in the lab and the results should be in in about an hour or so. You want a lollypop?" She sat up and laughed.. but after a moment of hesitation she nodded eagerly. Finally something hadn't gone wrong she was getting along with the doctor and he seemed nice and he was taking away the pain she was in by making her laugh and smile. He handed her a lollypop and told her to wait in the waiting room.

She stood at the front desk and put in both the names. Thankfully they were both in the files that way they didn't need to be here to pee in a cup or any of that fun stuff. So it wouldn't take as long. She tried to relax as she sat in her chair in the corner. She wished someone was here. But obviously she was on her own. She wondered if any of them were going to show. Show up and support her. But heck who was she kidding. Chey and Sebastian wouldn't show to support her. All they wanted to know was if she had ruined any chance they had or if they were off the hook. And as much as she wanted to think Tyler would show... she had a strong feeling he wasn't going to... He needed time obviously. She didn't blame him. She was stong enough to make it this far might as well go the rest of they way alone too. She sucked on her lollypop lost in her thoughts.

Her mind raced back to that perfect kiss. The one where sparks flew the one full of passion... no it wasn't with Sebastian... Though they had shared many a passionate kisses this one was different... this one was with Tyler. All she could think about was they way her soft lips matched his rough ones perfectly. She smiled at the thought... even though now he was probably scared away from her. She didn't blame him though. Not for anything. She wasn't sure if she could do this. Deal with this pain. Pain of having a child... not just one but two. How was she going to tell them all this. Should she? or sheould she just leave. Should she just pack up and leave? That wasn't sounding so bad right now. Though it would hurt for a long time it would be better for them. But she needed to know first who the father was. The hour drug on and she was getting unbarably nervous. That Kiss just kept replaying in her head. She really did love him.

Finally she looked up and came out of her tranz to see the docotr standing before her. "We have your results in... Would you step into my office?" Couldn't he just tell her now and rip tha bandaid off... Quick and painless right? Well maybe not painless. But she wanted to know and this waiting business was going to make her go crazy. But she nodded and rose and followed him into his office. She sat on one side of the desk and he closed the door behind them and sat across from her. He layed out the folder infront of them and looked down at it and then up at her. "And?" She asked anxiously. She wanted to know now. "Well what we have is a case of Double Split Sperm Twins.... He paused to let that sink in a bit before continuing. She looked at him expectantly not understanding what that meant. "Which means that one of the babies is one gentlemans and the other twin is the other gentlemans." Alessandra's eyes widened. And she stared at him in disbelief. "Miss Ambrosio. Tyler Haze is the father of your daughter. And Sebastian Kings is the father of your son."

She didn't know what to do she couldn't breathe. Before she was just ruining one guys life and the other was off the hook. But now both their lives were ruined. Now they were both going to be fathers within the next month. Miss Ambrosio? She shook her head and looked up at him. "Thank you" She said as she stood up and walked out the door. She stopped in the doorway into the Loby. She looked around. Now what did she do? She looked dead. Her eyes were slightly red. And they were damp from crying. And now her usually slighlty pink face was pale as a white fridge. She stood in her jeans and t-shirt. How was she going to explain all this... The twins part was bad enough the telling one guy he was a father was bad too. But tell them that it was twins and that they had both nocked her up. That was news no one in their life should have to put out on someone. And she was going to have to do that now. She wasn't sure if she could drive home. She was exhausted her adrenaline had now faded and it was all taking its toll on her. This was all far to much for one girl to take on. So she just stood there whaiting for something. Either to faint... get into her car... or have someone come up to her. Whichever came first.

She really didn't even see anyone in the waiting room. She was set in a daze. Unsure of what had just happened. She wanted to run away... Or at least go home and try and forget any of this had ever happened. She wanted to erase the day. To take away the hurt that was on everyone else. That was one thing her and Alex shared.. one of many. Neither of them ever wanted anyone else in pain. And they would take it all on themselves till they cracked. And even then they wouldn't let on. That was just there way of protecting others. But in this case she couldn;t take all the hurt on her. It was impossible. She was in far to much pain just on her own let alone taking on the other threes. She wanted to be held. To have someone wrap her up and shield her from the world... From the truth.. shield her from having to explain this all the three people that deserved nothing but happiness in their life. Now the thought of packing up and going back home was not just a stupid impulse... It was actually being considered. Could she do that though? No she had to stay... they all had to know sooner rather then later. But then to her dismay her eyes started to blurr with water. But they didn't shed nope they just blurred. And she was back home not with Sebastian. No She was standing looking at a note on the counter. She looked up just in time to see the back of his head and his suitcase walking out the door. Her heart broke all over again... But she didn't love him anymore... She wanted nothing to do with him. And that image faded and another nightmare... a nightmare to come. She saw Tyler's face but he left her too after her confessing the news. Then it was dark and she opened her eyes. She contained the tears and tried to focus... Time to get this over with....

[Tyler Haze]

{Do you want me to reply to this or wait for Smurf n' Chey?}

[Alex Lovasz]

{Idk neither have been around much. I guess if you want you can haha i just need to rp now}

[Sebastian Kings]

Sebastian

Tears. God damn it Sebastian had seen too many of those this past two weeks. Alessandra went running from the barn, the killer tears pouring down her cheeks. Shit he moaned, inaudibly. The young man looked to Tyler and Chey... I'm going after her he announced quietly. His hazel eyes were set on Chey as he stepped forward and took her in his arms. His lips hovered over hers for a moment I love you, he whispered Please trust me. I won't let this come between us he promised her, in a whisper he was sure Tyler didn't hear. Sebastian kissed her with all the fire and passion that was normally present in their beautiful kisses, he prolonged it as much as possible but he soon heard Alessandra's car start. He pulled at Chey's bottom lip softly as he pulled away from her reluctantly. Sebastian looked coldy at Tyler I think you'd better follow

Sebastian's eyes trailed back to Chey, selfishly he wanted her to come. He always felt safer with Chey around. But he knew that it would be terribly hard for Chey to handle this, not when they had just gotten over their last hurdle. He was sure his eyes expressed his thoughts to her. His breath was ragged and laboured but he he turned and jogged to his truck. He saw Alessandra's car pulling down the drive in a cloud of dust. He knew he could catch her, she wasn't a great driver anyways. Sebastian's truck roared to life under him. He peeled out of the driveway, adding to the already promoninent dust cloud. Alessandra was driving mach ten down the quiet street. He couldn't help but chuckle as she stopped at the stop sign. She was there almost too long, like she was deciding where to go.

Sebastian followed Alessandra all the way to the hospital. He was sure she didn;t notice him, but he hung back, all the same. He didn't go straight in to the hospital, he liked to tink it was because Ale needed some space, but really it was because he had to calm himself first. The same few images ran through his head. First there was Chey, she was smiling his favorite smile... Then came Alessandra, not pregnant anymore, appearing next to her was a beautiful healthy baby, his baby.... But there was another figure, holding the baby.... It was Sebastian... but he was slowly fading his body changing.... Tyler. Tyler Haze was holding Sebastian's child.... Sebastian's eyes snapped open. He didn;t now what to do. He didn't want to be a father, not yet. He wanted to have beautiful babies with Chey, to watch them grow, with her by his side. She'd make a brilliant mother. But he couldn't tae that baby from Alessandra, and he wouldn't let that criminal have anything to do with his baby... This wasn't going to be easy...

Sebastian lept from his truck. When he entered the hospital room he saw Alessandra wal;king to a room with the doctor. He hurried to her side, trying to look as casual as possible. Sebastian wrapped an arm akwardly around her waist, not daring to look at her. Sebastian sat next to Alessandra across from the doctor. He gulped as the man read the results. Well what we have is a case of Double Split Sperm Twins The doctor announced. What the fact is that? he wondered silently, awaiting the explaination. Which means that one of the babies is one gentlemans and the other twin is the other gentlemans.

[/b] Sebastian's expression changed drastically, he could no longer hold the calm, composed face. His jaw hardened and his fists clenched. Miss Ambrosio. Tyler Haze is the father of your daughter. And Sebastian Kings is the father of your son." This can't be happening. Not to me......
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[Tyler Haze]

Tyler's normally straight, erect, foreboding, and powerful composure had faded into the posture of a young man whose life had gone south far too quickly for him to keep up, who didn't know anything anymore except that he was confused about everything, who had strayed from the straight and narrow by one single tragedy and had fallen into the traps of many other tragedies along the way that had forced him further and further until his whole life became just one giant story of failure, disappointment, pain, and suffering. He had pretended for so long to be invincible that he himself had come to believe it...now that it was clearly not so, he didn't know what to do with himself...he didn't know how to handle it.

He didn't know why Sebastian, Chey, and Alessandra were so different from everyone else. Everyone he had ever encountered, had seen and experienced him as a hardened criminal immune to the horrors of the world...but all three of them, all of whom he had just "met" about ten minutes ago, were seeing him as the battered person he really was. Perhaps the most emotionally stirring part of the story was the fact that he was so much younger than these other three. He was only 19, barely out of high school...if he hadn't dropped out...and already the entire world wanted to kill him. He was only 19, and already held a daunting criminal record. He was only 19 and already was being crushed by the weight of being a father long before he was ready for it. He was only 19 and he had no one to stand beside him. He was only 19, and already, he had been destroyed seemingly beyond the point of no return. He was only 19...

He felt the cold glare of Sebastian locked on him, and he couldn't bring himself to meet it. He just wanted to go die in some dark corner and be forgotten. He wanted to go back in time eight months and undo everything he did...actually, he wanted to go back to the very beginning and start all over again. He wanted to give Alessandra back everything he had taken, he wanted to give Chey and Sebastian their happily ever after, he wanted to give it all back. He had hurt so many people, and most of them he couldn't even point out in a line up because he'd been so drunk he couldn't see or think straight.

He was like the phantom from the famous opera play by Andrew Lloyd Webber, the Phantom of the Opera. He hid beneath his mask of invincibility in a pathetic attempt to let all of it bounce off of him and go on as if it had never happened. But now he was crumbling. He had no real foundation, and everything he had built was falling apart around him, leaving him wide open for the world to see. He knew how much Sebastian hated him, he could see it, hear it, and even feel it. That was one thing he was confused about...why did everyone want their own second chance, but refuse to give him one? Yeah, he had screwed up bad...and he was trying to make things right again, but it was much harder than anyone could ever imagine for someone as young as he was. What he really needed was a mentor, someone to look up to, someone to knock some sense into his head with the best intentions, a role model of sorts...but he had no one.

He heard Sebastian's icy suggestion, but he didn't know if he could do it. He didn't kno if he could handle knowing...he really didn't want to be a dad, he really didn't want that responsibility...but what about Sebastian and Chey? If the baby was Seb's, that could end in disaster for their relationship, and for some reason or another, he really didn't want to see that happen. This was just another chapter unfolding in the horror story that was Tyler's life, and he really didn't want to read it. He just wanted this story to end so he could stop ruining not only his own life, but the lives of everyone he came in contact with. He was sick of hurting people.

Sebastian started walking away towards the parking lot, which would have left Tyler momentarily alone with Chey. He didn't really even know her, but he knew that he hadn't exactly given the best first impression. I mean really, he was bleeding all over the place, he had no idea if he was the father of a pregnant girl's baby, and her finace had just punched him...not looking so great for him. He turned, perhaps a bit too quickly, and started walking away, in the opposite direction of Sebastian. He couldn't handle it...at least not until he got himself back together. He knew they had his DNA on record since he'd been in the hospital bleeding all over the place so many times, and they didn't need him there...that was the sad reality that he was currently believing...no one needed him, so what was the point in sticking around?

His mind drifted off, and his feet carried him out towards the pastures where almost no one hung out on a regular basis. Luckily for him, it was a very slow day at the stable, otherwise someone would undoubtedly have seen the blood that stained his shirt, was slowly seeping from his lip, and formed a ring around his wrists, and either gotten a very wrong impression of him, or else called 911 and merited him more unwanted attention from doctors. It was silent out there though, and he knew he wouldn't see anyone, and if he did, he could avoid them. He stopped when he came to an old oak tree, and stepped around to the back so that the stable wasn't in view, and slumped down into a sitting position wearily. This was all too much for him.

He wasn't really sure where he went during that hour, so many conflicting thoughts raced through his head at an incredible rate that he didn't even notice where he was. All he knew was that at the end of about an hour, he was in the parking lot of the doctor's office, nearing the door. He caught himself just before his hand fell on the door to pull it open, and hesitated a moment. What was he doing here? She had Sebastian in there with her, he was probably much more supportive than Tyler could ever dream of being...he would probably only add more stress and drama to the whole situation, and that wasn't what anyone wanted or needed.

He convinced himself to leave, but evidently, his body didn't share the same opinion of his mind. Without even noticing it, he pulled the door open and stepped in...there was no going back now, he was in this for the long run. He hadn't realized it, but he had completely regained his outward composure. Inwardly he was still a mess of emotions, but outwardly, no one could tell. He caught a few glances from some people, most of them staring directly at the blood, though a few recognized him as the infamous Tyler Haze and diverted their gaze from him as if making eye contact with him would somehow corrupt them.

He blew them all off, as usual, and looked directly at Alessandra and Sebastian as they came out of the doctor's office, both of them looking totally shocked. That couldn't be good. He was half tempted to turn around and walk out, maybe it would be better if he didn't know. But he stayed, and stood silently near the door, his eyes locked on the two. What kind of mess had he gotten himself into? This was worse than he had imagined. He'd known all along that he would have to face up to everything he did, but he just didn't think it would be this soon, and he was very far from being ready for it...any of it.

[Cheyenne Kings}]

Cheyenne }
&& I keep telling myself it'll be okay...
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Chey cringed as Alessandra rushed from the Stable, tears flowing down her face. Somewhere deep down Chey felt sympathy for her. Not long ago that was Chey. Always running. She knew how it felt to be confused, lost, alone... I'm going after her" Sebastian announced quietly. Chey's eyes widened 'Why?' she was about to ask, but she snapped her mouth shut as he walked over and took her in his arms, his lips hovering over hers as he spoke. "I love you... Please trust me. I won't let this come between us" Chey could only stare into his eyes and try to understand. But there was so much behind his eyes that she couldn't comprehend... guilt? Fear? Hope? But her thoughts were lost as he pressed his lips against hers. She couldn't resist then, feeling herself melt into it. She hated how he could do that; make her understand everything in just one kiss.

He pulled away and Chey opened her eyes, sighing and nodding silently. He had to do this. Alessandra needed someone to be with her. She would just have to trust Seb to do the right thing... She took a step back, letting him walk by her, her eyes to the ground as she watched him pass. Her eyes flickered close, feeling tears build up behind her lids, although she wasn't sure why. She knew it was selfish, but it hurt to see him go after some other girl. She clenched her fists and then released them, regaining her composure and opening her eyes. She had to be mature about this she reminded herself. She didn't watch though as she heard his truck roar to life and barrel out of the parking lot. Chey stared blankly at the ground, trying to pull her thoughts together. His words replayed over and over in her head as if to comfort her 'I love you... please trust me... I won't let this come between us'

Chey took a deep breath and backed up against a stall door, sliding down to the ground and looking out to the parking lot. He was gone, leaving only a cloud of dust that was beginning to settle lower and lower, just like her heart. Chey felt emotion surge up in her throat, just wanting herself to wake up from this nightmare. She sighed, closing her eyes again and leaning her head back against the wood. Her head was full of questions, but no answers. That's what scared her the most. The unknown... Why did this have to happen to them? Why did Alessandra have to come here, why now? Just when things were looking up. She shook her head, feeling her throat tighten again. God, why did stuff like this always happen to her? She opened her eyes, biting her lip and fighting back the tears. She couldn't cry, she wouldn't... She had to deal with this.

Chey pulled herself up off the ground, using the wall for support as she waited for her head to stop spinning. That always happened when she was stressed. She took another deep breath and stood there awkwardly, perhaps waiting for her mind to make up it's mind. She didn't want to stand there alone with the strange guy she didn't know, but she didn't really want to follow Sebastian and Alessandra... she really didn't want to know. She wasn't ready yet. All she ever wanted from life was a happy ending. Was that too much to ask? But for some reason it never worked out that way for her. Everything had to be so damn complicated. Her hand passed over her brow, pushing her hair back as she asked herself the question that she didn't want to answer. What would she do if Sebastian was the father? She hated to think that would be the end of it; after everything they had been through already? Never. They had to get through this; whatever it took, right? But was she strong enough to handle it? She let a breath out. She had to know.

Her hands were trembling as she made her way to her truck and climbed in, trying to calm herself before starting the engine and putting it in gear. Before she knew it she was sitting in the hospital parking lot, the engine still running idly as she stared out the windshield for what seemed like forever. 'Trust me...' Sebastian's words echoed softly in her head. She felt numb, but found herself brushing a tear from her face as she stepped out of the car and began walking slowly towards the large building. Soon she was standing in the lobby; and that's when she saw them. Tyler was there, and Alessandra, and then Sebastian... something was wrong. She could tell by the look of shock on their faces.

Chey swallowed hard and took a deep breath as she walked quietly up to them. Each step seemed like a hundred miles, and she felt herself trembling again. But soon she was at Sebastian's side, placing a light hand on his arm. No words were needing as she stared deep into his eyes, her own hazel eyes full of question. "Who...?" Was all she managed, her voice sounding distant and unfamiliar. But she stopped, shaking her head and loosing eye contact. She already knew... right? Maybe, just maybe everything would be alright after all. That was all she could hope.

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[Sam Lettington]

When Seb showed up and placed his arm around her waist she slowed her pace and pushed his hand away. She didn't need his support.... if thats even what that was. She made it this far alone she didn't nee him to act the part now. Besides it felt wrong having his arm around her knowing that his arm belonged around someone else. So she pushed it away and sat down. The doctor told them the way it was. And she didn't know how to take it. After she got up and stood in the door way she felt lost. Slightly sick....ok a lot sick. Her eyes still blurring she made out a ring noise and a figure coming through the door. She knew it was female and she knew it was chey's. Early she was hoping they would all be there. But now... Now she wished they'd all just go away. Leave her to herself. She clenched her eyes shut and a tear fell out of each eye. But that was it none followed. She had to be stronger. She wasn't taking anyone else down with her anymore. She was drawing the line here.

She felt horrible for all the damage she had brought into all their lives. And she was pretty sure they all hated her now. They all had good reason to. Guilt welled up in her throat. She tried to hold it all in but it was written all over her face how she was feeling. Lost confused sick guilty afraid...terrified. It was all there and more. She looked over to Chey concern and heartfelt gaze. She moved to Sebastians side. But strangely Alessandra felt she should be the one to tell them... She needed to be the one to tell them that nothing was going to be the same. She needed to appologize to all of them. For bringing this hurt. All the pain. She took a deep breath. "I'm so sorry Chey. I really am." She chocked out. But stopped. Her throat was tight and she was afraid if she continued the tears would start spewing out again.

She looked away and towards Tyler she moved closer to him. "I'm sorry..." She trailed off as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She felt it was nessiccary to appologize to all of them. She cleared her throat and took a deep breath. "The doctor....The doctor said that the little girl is Tyler's.... ANd the baby boy is Sebastians.... You're both the father." She said it loud enough for Chey to hear too. But she was afraid to look at Chey. She was intimidated by Chey she didn't know why but she was. But she let go of Tyler stood up straight, wipped away the water in her eyes. In an instant her temperment changed. She went from weak pregnant sensative Alessandra. To the woman who had made it her whole life on her own. She was a fighter and this wasn't going to get her down. Sure it was expected to but she couldn't be down right now. She needed to be the strong one. She needed to pull it together.

She looked around at all their faces and quickly walked out the door. She stepped in the parking lot and looked around... lost. No she hadn't lost her car. But she was lost in what to do. Should she leave? Should she go home home? Or just back to Alex's house. She looked around aimlessly and walked to her car. Why did this always have to happen. She felt like her life was forming into one big mistake. By the time she reached the car she was positive she was going to leave. She couldn't let any of this tear apart all their hard work at happiness. Chey and Sebastian still had a chance and she wasn't going to ruin it. She would take care of both children. She would move Cadricane to a near by stable and work him there. And avoid leaving the house to risk seeing any of them. She was pretty sure none of them knew that she was staying with Alex... or where she lived. So she would basically live in hiding. And avoid them... until she was sure their lives were perfectly back to normal and there was no chance she could ruin it.

She got to the car and leaned up agianst it for a second. That was the plan....It was stupid. But just how it was going to be. She didn't expect Chey to like ehr at all nor would she want Sebastian hanging around Herself or the baby. And Tyler... Well he still had a chance at making his life better and starting over again. But with a baby he would be tied down. So hiding away was the way to go... She slapped her hand onto her forhead. "You moron, What are you thinking you can't do that that'll just screw it up even more." She thought to herself. She opened the door and sat in the car. She wasn't going anywhere she just wanted to sit down. On something other then the ground. She rested her arms on the wheel and then her head on her arms. As much as she didn't want to admitt it she needed someone elses help besides Alex. These babies needed a daddy. She was pretty sure she could handle one baby but two? that was pushing it.

No way she would ask Seb for any help at all he had his hands ful with just getting married. Tyler had alreayd said he wouldn't leave her. But she couldn't ask him to help her with that. She couldn't ask him to throw away his whole life. Just to be nice to her. She didn't know what to say. Or do. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. When she dreamed of having kids. it was back when her and Sebastian were dating. He was the perfect father of their baby boy and baby girl. They owned a house with a barn and arena and a huge field and playground and she just pictured the kids running in the field and him with his hand aorund her waist and the sun was setting. But all that was shattered when he left her. Now she wasn't sure what her dream was. She didn't know what she wanted. She wished it could go away but that was out the window. Now she was stuck.

Stuck in the middle of two great guys. and two expected babies. When you hit this point in your life what do you do? Was this how Gods plan was? Or was it some cruel punishment for having sex under the influence and before marrage. Or was this a test. To see how well she hand;ed it. Well whoever was scoring the test had some cruel mind. She deiced no matter what Sebastian. If Tyler really cared for her and stuck around she was staying with him and raising the kids with him... Not matter how Chey and Sebastian flet. For all she cared they could hate her and Tyler but that was how it was gunna go. Not matter what.

[Sebastian Kings]

Sebastian

Can you tell me how we got in this situation,
I can’t seem to get you off my mind,
All these ups and downs,
They trip up our good intentions,
Nobody said this was easy ride

Sebastian's head was still trying to process what the doctor had said, even when they had made their way back to the waiting room. Wha? was all his brain could come up with. It was terrifying for him. For someone who was always in control. Calm, cool and collected. The three words he lived by. The three words that did not describe him at all now. He blocked out all of the problems of te moment - which were abundant - and tried to concentrate on controlling his irregular, ragged breathing, straightening his spinning vision and calming his suddenly uneasy stomach. Damn it, this was proving harder than he ever dreamt it to be. This was not the way he envisioned fatherhood.... Well to be blunt... this was not the woman he pictured carrying his children. he winced that sounded horrible. He winced again, Get out of my head he screamed silently.

Still working on clearing his head, he didn't notice Tyler approach them. He realized his hand was hovering, shaking over the small of Alessandra's back. He couldn't bring himself to wrap his arm around her like he should. But he couldn't pull away, he just stood there dumb-founded, a deer in the headlights look plastered over his defined face. Hazel eyes were almost glazed over as Chey walked in. The ring of the door opening awoke him from his trance, but it was her terrified face that kept him from falling back into it. Everything was in slow motion as she walked towards the small group consisting of a very pregnant, and emotional young lady, a confuzed, barely-a-legal-adult, ex-convict, nineteen year-old, who hasn't yet found out where his future lies, and a soon-to-be-married, suddenly feeling like a 33 year old rather than a 23 year old, terrified young man.

As soon as Chey was next to him he felt immeadiatly better... Better than he had been, but his problems were definatly not solved there. His arm instinctivley enveloped her and held her protectively. Her eyes told Sebastian she'd been crying. He kissed just under her eye without thinking. The question was inevitable. Sebastian tried to tell himself he wasn't avoiding answering it. Who? She whispered distantly. Before Sebastian had a chance to think about his answer Alessandra was speaking. I'm so sorry Chey. I really am she said to Chey. Sebastian was at a loss for words, which didn't happen often. The doctor....The doctor said that the little girl is Tyler's.... And the baby boy is Sebastians.... You're both the father

[/s][/i] Sebastian winced, hearing it again was like pouring salt on the wounds. He just wanted to wake up and find out that this was all a dream....[/size]

After all we’re only human,
Always fighting what we’re feeling,
Hurt instead of healing,
After all we’re only human,
Is there any other reason why we stay instead of leavin’ after all

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[Tyler Haze]

Although Tyler didn't look like he was struggling outwardly, he really was a mess internally. A nurse or two made a move to come towards him, thinking he had stumbled in off the street after a fight and was looking for medical attention...Ha! the day Tyler Haze came into a hospital by his own choice would be the day hell froze over. He had nothing against doctors personally, he just hated hospitals...mainly because the first time he was admitted to one was when he'd been shot and died on the way to the hospital, was then revived, and chained to the bed until he came to, was stabilized and moved into the prison. Not exactly a very good introduction to the place if you know what I mean.

Anyway, the nurses stopped promptly when they realized that if they got too close he would walk away. He wasn't here for himself, he was here for someone else. Their looks of concern faded to looks of "shame on you" when they realized that he was the second guy the doctor had listed as the father of one of Alessandra's babies. He knew the exact thought that was going through their heads, "That Tyler Haze, I knew it was only a matter of time before his careless actions got him landed in this situation. What a shame, only 19 years old and already ruining his life." He took a shaky breath in an attempt to calm his frazzled nerves, and, needless to say, it failed.

Just then the door behind him swung open and in came Chey. That sounded grotesquely like "Along Came Polly" twisted into a horror story. No, it wasn't because of the name, but because Tyler was so terrified of everything that was happening. His heart was racing and his head spinning. He felt terribly like he was going to pass out any second...he'd like to blame it solely on the blood loss, but he knew a lot of it was the fact that he wasn't ready for this. It was like a blow that came from the front while he was watching his back, and it was threatening to knock him out stone cold right then and there.

Then Chey uttered that one single simple word and the whole world stopped. The four of them were the only ones who could move in this time warp, everyone else was frozen in place. Then Alessandra answered starting with an apology to Chey. That had to mean Sebastian was the father, right? But was that a good thing or a bad thing? He knew he didn't want Chey and Sebastian to break up over this, but at the same time he didn't want the responsibility of having a kid. Next thing he knew Alessandra's arms were wrapped around his neck and she was looking directly at him. Never before in all his life had he felt such pressure pounding down on his body.

And then came the sucker punch with brass knuckles, right in the stomach were there were no ribs to protect him from the blow. It was twins? He was the father of one and Sebastian was the father of the other? Oh no...no this couldn't be happening. How was he supposed to deal with this? How was he supposed to react? His mind apparently, had no idea, but his body had a pretty good idea. He stepped back hastily out of Alessandra's grip, nearly stumbling as he did so. His heart raced uncontrollably to the point where he could swear everyone could hear it and it was going to leap out of his body. His chest heaved with the effort to breathe. Everything around him blurred, and his mind replayed over and over and over again what had just been said.

More people were starting to stare at him now, wondering what in the world was wrong with this kid. He comes in off the street with blood all over him and now looked like he was about to pass out while he stood in a group that included a couple and a very pregnant girl. He was one heck of a nut case if ever there was one. He would have liked to just keep moving away from them and make it all go away, but his back hit the wall barely five steps back, and he was stopped. His hands moved shakily up to his head as if to block it all out. This was complete shock, something he had never before found himself experiencing.

It took him several minutes to get it all back together, and when he did, he realized that Alessandra was walking out towards her car. He didn't know what to do, all of his defenses had been cracked, he had nothing left. Should he stay, should he go after her, should he get as far away from here as possible, should he say something? He didn't know the answer to any of those, and they were but a few that entered into his mind in that brief moment. He didn't know that the sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach that made him feel sick was immense fear and confusion, but in that moment he wished he was a kid again so that he could run into the arms of someone who loved him and just cry. Sure it sounded childish, especially for a 19 year old, but he had bottled up every emotion for so long and now they were all pouring out at once, and he didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, a blast of fresh air hit him and he realized that he was walking out the doors of the hospital. Perfect, he'd probably just brushed past Chey and Sebastian, unable to look at them, and was planning on leaving. However, his body once more over powered his mind and his path took him towards Alessandra's car. He seemed to be moving painfully slowly, and although he was walking a bit slower than usual, it really was just his mind playing with him. Usually, he formulated exactly what he was going to say in his head before he said it, but this time, his mind was totally blank as he neared her.

The car door was still open as he stepped up. He gripped the top of the car and pressed his forehead against the door way...if it could be called that...for a moment before sinking down into a crouching position. He had no idea what to say, but he felt a strong need to say something...anything...to make it better. He had a feeling that she had the same thoughts as he did. Should she stay or should she go? Well he didn't know what the answer to that was for himself, let alone for her as well. No, that was a lie. He had to stay, he couldn't go. Unless he wanted to trade in the retraining of an abused animal for the jail time, he had to stay at Pinweood where the judge had "stationed" him. That was the end of that debate in his mind.

Don't go... He found himself saying finally, ...please. I need you here. I can't do this...I can't do this on my own. He hated the way that came out. He wanted it to be as emotionless as everything else he usually said, but when he said it...when he said it, it came out sounding just like the plea for help that it really was. He was finally admitting that he wasn't superman and couldn't save the world all on his own. He couldn't fly around the world fast enough to make it spin backwards and reverse time, making all of this never happen. He wasn't superman...he was just a person, a regular human. And as such, he was unable to do everything on his own. He needed help, and needed it badly...it was just disappointing that it took him until now to finally admit that.

[Cheyenne Kings}]

x x

Cheyenne }
&& this can't be happening to me,
this is just a dream;
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Chey felt safer with his arms around her, but it didn't get rid of the sick feeling she had in her stomach. Sebastian's face told her all she needed to know; they couldn't just walk away from this like she hoped they might. It was a bigger problem than that. She was slightly taken aback as Alessandra spoke. "I'm so sorry Chey. I really am" she started, and Chey swallowed hard, trying to focus on breathing evenly. "The doctor....The doctor said that the little girl is Tyler's.... And the baby boy is Sebastians.... You're both the father" Chey felt like she was kicked in the stomach. She blinked a few times, trying to comprehend what she had just heard.

"What?" She managed to croak, her mind a confused jumble of questions. How could this have happened? She shook her head, passing her hand over her forehead again and trying to get read of the dizziness. Each breath seemed to rip at her chest. What was wrong with her? She found herself unconsciously leaning her weight on Sebastian, trying not to sink to the ground. Here she was, faced with another decision, another obstacle to overcome, and all she wanted to do was disappear; to bury her head in his shoulder and cry. She wanted to wake up from this nightmare.

But she couldn't. She had to deal with this, she had to think, no matter how much she didn't want to. Somehow she was aware of the fact that Alessandra had walked away, followed shortly by Tyler and leaving her alone with Sebastian. For a moment she couldn't move, she could barely breath. But now she let out a ragged breath and gently pulled away from Sebastian. She still couldn't find words, and instead stared straight into his eyes. He looked just as scared and confused as she did. She dropped her gaze to the floor, feeling completely pathetic and helpless. "How did this happen?" She whispered to herself, barely audible. Did she just say that aloud?

She didn't dare look Sebastian in the eye, instead moving over to a chair and sinking into it, staring blankly at the tile floor and trying to get her thoughts straight. So Sebastian was going to have a son. They were going to have a son. Suddenly her picture perfect future became blurry and she was once again faced with the unknown. This wasn't what she wanted at all. For the moment she forgot all about Sebastian being there. She felt alone in this giant world that expected so much from her. It was like everyone was watching her, expecting her to be strong but waiting for her to break. She knew it was childish, but she couldn't help it. Her head was still spinning, racing with questions. But the one question that pressed harder than the others was the one she didn't want to answer; what now?

((OOC: ugh, this was crap, sorry xD))
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[Sam Lettington]

No one in the whole world knew how Alessandra felt right now. Sure Tyler, Sebastian, and Chey all felt horrible and broken. But none of them knew what she was going through. None of them knew what it was like to be the slut that just ruined the lives of three people. That just caused her whole life to come crashing down. She felt so broken inside. Like there was nothing else left in her. She had no more fight. No more bang. She was broken. And wasn't getting up. She was giving up. Her heart was broken. Her mind was blank. She lost the war... and the fight. She had nothing left to give. What do you do when that happens. You can't walk away. But you can't get up and fight anymore. There was nothing else she could do. She couldn't say sorry anymore. She couldn't take it away. She couldn't fix what she had ruined. She couldn't make it all go away.

When Tyler pulled away from her she knew she was alone. There was no way she was going to make it on her own. She needed someones help. And she knew the only one she could count on for that now was Alex. Her best friend. It wasn't the same as having a father figure in her and the babies lives. But it would have to do seeing how she had no father figure... Well technically she had two. But one was engaged and the other.... Well she wasn't sure what he was anymore. Once she reached the car her thoughts faded. And the only thing left was.... Now what? She needed guidense she needed someone to tell her it was all going to be ok. She needed someone to tell her where to go next. Tell her that she was going to be a good mom and that raising them wouldn't be hard. But she knew every single one of those things was a lie. She knew it wasn't going to be ok. She knew she wasn't going to be a good mom. Heck she hardly had a mom figure in her life... let alone be one herself. And she definatly knew raising them wasn't not going to be hard.

Her young party go lucky easy breezy life was over. Hello Adulthood... Hello Parenthood. She rested her head on her arms on the steering wheel. "Shit Shit Shit" She mumbled to herself. She needed to hit something. She needed someone to slap her in the face and ask her what the hell she was thinking. But yet again she was alone. Was this world heartless to see her pain... most likely. She looked up and pulled the visor down to look in the mirror. She looked at her reflection and her eyes... they didn't recognize her. Her face was slightly thicker but not by much. Her eyes were so... not lively like they once were. She seemed like an old mom already. She never wanted to look like that. She wanted to be the young lively youthful girl that she once was. Not she was an old mom. She could see it now her in sweats no make up making lunches for the kids to take to school.

She hated that thought. She hardened her expression. Why did life always punish you for having a good one. Why was her life suddenly a black whole of old lady. She hadn't done anything to deserve this. She was good she gave to charity. She supported random worldly causes. She was a tree hugger for christ sake. Why was this happening to her. She slammed the visor up closing it. Instead of the happy smiling woman... instead of the weak weaping pregnant girl. Her expression was hardened. Mad at the world for causing this to happen to her. She jumped slightly and turned to see Tyler resting his head on the doorway. Her hardened look turned... slightly softer. She was confused... Why was he here? Her heart pounded as she watched him. Not scared but worried... What was he going to say. Was he leaving her. She wouldn't be surprised and she wouldn't cry... no she was stronger now.

But what he did shocked her completely. Her throat grew tight when he crouched down to her level. "don't go..." He finally said. He continued on and her face softened. How could she not softed when he told her that. She knew what that meant. He was giving into her. He was admitting what she knew he despritaly didn't want to admit. She thingyed her head to the side and tried to think of what to say but nothing came her throat was tight and her stomach was too. She knew she wasn't going to cry. Not again... She didn't have any of that left in her. She was tired of feeling weak. She placed her hand on his cheek. "I'm not going anywhere i promise i won't leave you." She wouldn't.. She couldn't. How could she leave him after that. He basically now held her heart in his hands.

So they were going to do this. Together. It was just the two of them... four of them. And of course Alex. Together they could do it.... or die trying. She sighed heavily.. Unsure if it was a sigh of relief or sigh of exhaustion. There it was again the curse of being pregnant. She was always tired. Toting around twins wasn't easy... and that was while they were in her stomach. She could only imagine how hard it would be with them out. But she knew with Tyler she could hold on. Though she still felt like a crappy person for bringing fatherhood on him at age 19. He was so young still. He was still growing up. But thats why he needed her she guessed. She needed him and he needed her. They needed each other to make it work. She turned in her seat and closed her eyes. Her lips hovered over his for a moment before pressing on his passionately.

Suddenly Sebastian and Chey didn't matter. For all she cared they could leave her and never talk to her again. At that moment in that kiss. All her troubles were gone and she wasn't pregnant and she was free to do what ever. But it was all just a dream. She really was pregnant and she had to be careful how she acted and she really did care how Seb and Chey would take to everything. She honestly didn't expect any help from Seb. He was a great guy. But he didn't like Tyler and wouldn't want him around his child. But there was no way in hell she was splitting them up. They were her kids and if she wanted to she could do whatever she wanted. And as of right then she wanted them to stay together and live a normal life with out the confusion that their mother brought upon them. She didn't want them to suffer for her mistakes.

Right there in that kiss the memory of their last night with one another came flooding back. Sure they were both pretty intoxicated. It was a night of passion. She remembered every touch every kiss every feeling she felt. It was one blissful night. One that now she would never forget. Thinking about it she realised that even if her and Tyler hadn't had sex she would still be pregnant because of the couple nights before when she and Sebastian had sex. So even if they hadn't she would still be pregnant with Sebastians baby. Sad really. but she was sort of relieved that Tyler was involved. If he wasn't then that would mean she would be totally alone bacues Seb was with Chey. And he wouldn't leave her for Alessandra. No way. So with Tyler there at least she had someone to hold her. She felt slightly more secure now. Her whole world was still shaken.