#((Seraphina IRL (3rd person scenes)))

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((My favourite RP Account yet I've never had the chance to do any 3rd person scenes on it... HEHEHEH. For @xxbl33d-m3-dryxx <3 Take your time replying, I got a bit carried away ;w; No pressure to match the length or anything!!!))

Seraphina stared at the stupid fucking piece of plastic junk in her hands. The one that signified the end of the rest of her life-- at least as she knew it. Her heart was thundering in her chest, so intensely she could feel the pressure in her head. She was trembling. Involuntary sobs escaped her lips, as she tore her eyes away from the two lines. It was so over. Everything was.

...It wasn't like she was surprised. Disappointed and devastated? Yes. But with Kylar fucking and claiming her the way he did for weeks, spouting his baby-fever-fueled fantasies, the test was only confirmation of what she'd been fretting over. (Practically their whole relationship, but especially recently.) She'd delayed taking the test for so long, hoping that by some miracle things would work out for her. For once in her life. That'd be rich.

Through her tears, she snapped a picture of the test on her phone. She posted it onto Tumblr without a second thought, snapping her phone shut afterwards. She didn't want to see the flood of worried messages and pity-filled comments. Or any "I-told-you-so's'".

For the next few minutes, she did the only thing her body would let her. Sit on the lid of the toilet and cry. Every time she tried to catch her breath and calm down, she burst out into another fit of tears. Calming down was pointless. She had to tell Abel before he came knocking.

Seraphina stood up on tingling legs, clutching the pregnancy test in her hand as she opened the door of the bathroom. Abel's head perked up from the couch when he heard it open, spinning around to look at her. She held her breath as she approached, hoping to conceal her hyperventilating. Apprehensively, she held out the test for him to see, hoping that she wasn't shaking too much that he couldn't read it. She eyed the spot on the couch next to him, yearning to curl up at his side. But she stood-- as still as she could. 'Please please don't be mad. Please don't leave me.' She thought, her mind plagued with worry thoughts.

#((Seraphina IRL (3rd person scenes))) #abel