Just A Number..

Zac was going insane...
Only Zac's protesting kept Rick from going down there and kicking Quincy's ass..
"He knocks you up and leaves!" Rick screamed.
"I left after he made love to me!"
"It's different!"
"I don't care!" Zac sobbed.
By now, he was contemplating an abortion...

Kevin was not worried, he knew Quincy was coming back. And he was right, he answered the door and smiled at Quincy.
"Hi, where have you been?"
"Away...."
Kevin patted his shoulder and pulled him into the room.

Rick glared when Quincy came back.
"Nice telling us where you went. Hope your children haven't been killed from fucking stress." He snapped, storming past him before having a coughing fit.

Kevin hugged him tightly, cooing to him as Quincy shook his head.
"Then you would be glad because he wouldnt have em."

"No. I wouldn't. Cause it would fucking kill him if he lost those babies." Rick glared. "You don't fucking realize the effect you have on him."

"Rick, shut up before I have to shut you up. Have you seen your son's side? Have you seen what he did? He carved whore there and um, I didnt wanna have a fit infront of him but im about to have one with you if you dont back the fuck off."

"Try me. Maybe you'll kill me faster. Please do." Rick coughed. "I'm so very sorry for caring that you have had my PREGNANT son bawling 24/7."

Kevin shook his head.
"Okay. Rick dont touch me for 24 hours and Quincy get out." He shook his head. "Gonna act like kids imma treat you like kids."

"Kevin, let Quincy see Zac first." He sighed. He loved his son even if he didn't act like it a lot. "So he doesn't seriously get that abortion he's been talking about. I can't blame you for not wanting to touch me but don't make asshole leave."

Kevin shook his head.
"Rick baby stop it, you cant give him a hard time like you are. He is dealing with Zac, leave him alone." He smiled at Quincy as he rolled Rick off.

"He hurt him..." Rick looked down. "I don't get him at all..."

"Rick....Look at Quincy's side too. What if I was that small and you were that big. I pressured you into it, I could be hurt my this and im cutting and all. He does not having it easy...."
Quincy stepped into the room with Zac.

"I still wouldn't just disappear for a week..." Rick sighed. "He could've at least told Zac he was coming back.
Zac's head was buried in the tear soaked pillow.

Quincy sat down and pulled Zac to his chest, he said nothing, he just sat there with a pained face.

Zac had been arguing with the voice in his head.
"What you get for being a whore..."
"Shut up."
"He aint comin back."
"Is too!"
"Jennifer probably died. Thats why he left."
"Fuck you."
"You should just kill yourself over and over until you disappear for good."
When Quincy held him he squeaked loudly.
"Quincy!"

"Hey Precious." He swallowed hard as his hand traced Zac's scar with a sigh. It was killing him but now he had one too.

"Wh-where?! Wh-why? Is sh-she here?!" Zac exclaiemd.

"Jeniffer is not here....I went home....Because I was upset.: He answered slowly.

Zac clung onto him.
"Wh-why?"

"Because of this...." he traced the word in Zac's abdomen. "Im responsible."

"No... I-I did it myself... I'M the wh-whore... you didn't make me one..."

"Your not a whore Zac and I dont wanna hear you say that again. For every time your a whore....im a monster." He pressed Zac's hand to his side.

zac's eyes widened
"What is that?!"

"What do you think it is Zac?" Quincy hugged him close, his scars were still fresh and painful.

"Oh.... NO!" Zac shook his head. "You're not a monster anymore! I'm still a whore though!"