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[ultra_ebola]

It's - fucking - gone.

All of it, everything. Not even any stretch marks left behind, no bleeding, nothing. Like the end of a fucking nightmare with no consequences. None of my clothes fit.

Did someone do something in my sleep, yeah? Is this magical bullshit, boy blue?

...Ne?

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[well_bum]

Gone?

No baby?

That's that sorted, yeah? Excellent news.

[ultra_ebola]

Well

yeah?

I guess.

But WHERE, yeah? I don't like the idea of people fucking with me in my sleep, slitting open my whatever and taking shit. They could put anything in there if they wanted.

Did you have something to do with this, you cunt?

[well_bum]

Got a foetus running about naked in London, well not a good thought, yeah?

Yeah, sounds well odd.

And no, I fucking didn't have anything to do with it. What do you think I am, a gynaecologist? The Pied Piper?

[ultra_ebola]

WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP, BARLEY.

[well_bum]

Fine.

You do realise, love, that this is just as much a shock to me as to you, yeah? It is was is my kid too.

[ultra_ebola]

Yeah, and you were oh-so-ready to come over and deal with that shit, yeah? You were all 'oh we'll see when we see', and someone's dealt with it, so you can go on thinking about it, yeah. You don't get to be fucking upset over something you weren't even fucking involved in, you fucking wanker.

The boy who lets everyone else makes his decisions for him. This is like Nirvana for you, Nathan.

[well_bum]

Not involved?! I was ready to get involved from day one, yeah? You're the one who didn't want any help so don't come here with your bullshit.

[neon_anthrax]

You speak to her like that again and I will rape your face off. You got nothing in, on or around her anymore, so you can SHUT THE CUNT UP.

[ultra_ebola]

So ready that you were off lying to your parents, yeah? Ashamed of the electro bitch, when you were the one came after me, Barley boy.

You don't get to be upset, dickbrain. All you've done is take the piss and sleep with your drugged-up bitches. Consider this over. I'll be pissing over the moon if I never have to see your fucking face again, yeah.

[well_bum]

And you told your parents straight away, did you?

Look, yeah?, maybe I shouldn't have invited you to crash at mine all those months ago, yeah? Maybe you shouldn't have accepted. We're equally to blame, yeah? And so we fell into the 0.01% chance a condom's not working. That's nobody's fault. Maybe I've been tactless, yeah?, and I'm sorry. You're not exactly the easiest person to get on with either. I've offered you everything I can give, been ready to accept any decision you choose to make without expecting to have a single say in proceedings. And now it's over you give me venom as if it's all my fault and then tell me I shouldn't be upset. Shape up.

[ultra_ebola]

Last time I rang my parents they hung up and moved. Don't even know where they fucking are. One-nil to me, I think.

Equally to blame?? I didn't do shit! That was fucking Susan, who wasn't even me, yeah? I'M me. She was...a fucking loser, who believed all your little what-the-fuck-evers, all your 'we'll be together forever' bullshit, and then you left her knocked up. Me, I dealt with it, no nothing from you. Then you come into my space and start cracking jokes about my uterus getting anti-raped, yeah? Be sad, be happy, be whatever, Barley. It's no longer my problem. Go fuck your girl slave.

[well_bum]

That is still the weakest excuse in existence, "it wasn't me, it was her". It fucking was you, deal with it.

Anyway, moved on.

[ultra_ebola]

Fuck off, Barley. You don't get to tell me how I feel, or what happened to me.

And good luck to you.