Just A Number..

"I said okay..." Zac repeated.
God he hated himself...

"Zac dont try me, talk to me baby you need to." He rubbed Zac's belly.

"I simply hate that I can't give you as many kids as she could.." Zac said, voice emotionless. "And because of that you don't want children with me."

"Zac, baby what in the hell? Your giving me eight! She gave me one! I want kids with you Zac....I want everything with you Zac." He sighed softly.

"But hell, she could've given you twelve all at one time and I bet she'd be fine!" Zac drug a hand across his face. "Having eight could probably fucking kill me."

Quincy sighed and held Zac tightly.
"No baby....imma protect you...."
He had too, he had too....

"I just hate that I can't be normal... I can't give you as many kids as you wanted with her... I'm small, even for fourteen."

"Your adorable and she got maybe...three abortion's of my babies and I cant find them and it hurts like hell but....Zac...I love you either way. You perfect to me."

"You're kidding me right?" Zac asked incredulously. If he didnt hate her before he sure as hell did now. "She killed your effing children..."

"She was crazy, you know she actually gave birth to one and on its....first birthday I come home to find she had shook it to death. It wouldnt stop crying so she rattled it and killed it....That was my baby girl...Her name was Candice. Jennifer aborted one other one and this my little boy, first week home from the hospital...She drown him.....In the sink....in our bathroom."

Zac blinked, eyes wide as he stared at him.
"Oh my fucking god! How the fuck-?!" He trailed off, shaking his head furiously.
He was furious.

Quincy shook his head.
"Something was wrong with her mentally. I got her help of coarse but...my babies were already gone...."
See why he wanted one so desperately?

"I'll make up for it Quincy. I swear to god, I will make up for it. I'll give you as many as you want and I'll love them with every single fiber of my being. Oh GOD. How can you do that?!" How could you possibly kill a child? It made him sick thinking about it.

Quincy smiled at him and kissed his forehead.
"I got You and I got Aaron....Im about to have eight more....im happy..."

"I'll give you as many as you want baby. I'll replace all the ones she killed." Zac hugged him tight.

Quincy shook his head.
"You can't replace them. They were all special and precious in there own ways. Zac your the most important thing to me...And im happy just to have you with me."

"Well I'll do my best to make you happy...." He paused. "Do you want me to try and find them? Or I bet memaw can. He found me..."

"I have tried...Right when I died I was trying and I never found them..." Quincy lowered his head.

"I'll ask memaw. I'll go out with him and try to find em..."

"Zac I already asked him...He couldnt find them." Quincy shook his head.

Zac frowned deeply.
"I'm so sorry...."

"Its okay Zac... Not your fault baby."
He pretended it didnt hurt him.

Zac hugged him closer.
"But still, I'm sorry for her..."

"She is NOT sorry. She told me she was glad because she didnt want my fucking kids anyways." He sighed softly.

"What?! I swear to god...." Zac drug a hand across his face. He wanted to fucking murder this bitch...