Futuristic Lover

Mike brought a hand up and lightly pushed Alex away. "Don't, I've been throwing up." Mike hand traveled down to his stomach.

"So I've heard." Alex smirked as he took Mike's hand. "Now, let's get dressed."

"For what?" Mike raised his eyebrow. Mike was ready to argue if needed. Mike stood on unsteady feet, tried for lack of sleep and throwing up all the contents of his stomach and more.

"You didn't already forget what i said last night did you? We're going to the clinic to make an appointment." Alex said, wrapping an arm around Mike's waist to hold him upright.

"No were not." Mike calmly took Alex's arm from around his waist and casually walk back over to his suit case. "I will go get a bite to eat though." Mike began to look for a shirt he could wear.

"I'll take you to get something to eat, but then we WILL go to the clinic." Alex emphasized, following his lover.

"Says who?" Mike questioned, slipping a 'Nickel Back" shirt and and again on a hunt for a pair of genes. Mike picked out a pair of worn blue genes, turning to look at Alex with a look of warning.

"Says me." Alex looked at Mike strictly. "You are going, I don't care if i have to drag you there."

"Hmmmm well then you had better get ready to do some dragging because the only way I'm going there is if you either knock me out orrrr you can take me kicking and screaming." Mike shrugged at Alex, ready for a fight.

"If that's really how you want this to go." Alex shrugged, he was determined to stop Mike from having this child. He lifted Mike up and threw him over his shoulder.

Mike was pissed. He screamed bloody murder and immediately kicked Alex, squirming away and running into the bath room, locking the door.

"Fuck Mike." Alex clutched his shin where Mike had kicked him. "Now Mike, if you make me kick this door down, I'll have to pay for it but I am completely willing to do that."

"Fuck you!" Mike yelled, getting ready to jump out the small bathroom window.

Lucky for Alex, he knew how Mike's mind worked.
"Mike, don't even think about going out that window. I will catch up, you'll just end up hurting yourself."

"Well then you had better be ready to go to a hospital." Mike warned. "No you know what? I will hurt myself if you try breaking this door down!" Mike yelled eyeballing the razor on the counter. Suicide was a no, no but still.....he would do a little if Alex tried. Mike grumbled to himself, picking up the razor and waiting to see if Alex would give up because really he didn't want to hurt himself.

Alex put his eye to the crack in between the door and the wall. He saw Mike, razor in hand. "Shit." He murmured to himself, Mike knew that he wouldn't do this if Mike was going to hurt himself.
"M-mike, put the razor down please." Alex said softly, panicking.

"No....I told you what I was going to do if you broke in....and I promise I will." Mike held the razor against his neck. He knew Alex wouldn't do it if Mike had a damn razor to his neck; well Mike hopped because he didn't want to cut himself but he would if that's what he needed to do.

Alex gasped as Mike held the blade against his neck. He quickly thought of a plan.
He sighed and backed away from the door.
"Fine. I won't. Just please put the fucking blade down."

"No...you might still break in if I do." Mike didn't like the feel of the razor, he was pressing down on it hard, it cut into his neck a little and Mike wanted to take it away but for Alex and the baby he wants so bad Mike refused.

"Then come out here and put it down." Alex said, his goal to get Mike out of the bathroom.

"Why the hell did I come in here in the first place." Mike rolled his eyes. "Oh yeah Imma come out." Mike said sarcastically. "I'll come out on a stretcher if you keep on."

"You can't stay in there all day." Alex pointed out. Then he quickly dashed out of the room and ran around to the side of the building, directly under the window in the bathroom. He quietly began scaling the building.

Mike sighed, Alex was right. Mike put the,now bloody razor down and stepped out of the bathroom and to his surprise; no Alex. Mike hummed to himself and got his keys. Mike went down to the lobby and got in his car, going to find a place to eat. Mike figured he would text Alex later and let him know where he was going.

Just as Alex got to the window, he heard an engine starting. He turned to see Mike driving away.
"Are you kidding me?!" He shouted angrily, hopping back to the ground, following Mike in his own car.

Mike caught sight of Alex's car in his rear view, he sped up. Mike didn't see the stop sign or the car that crashed into him. Mike's car was T-boned.