Gothic Desires

“Oh Starfyre..” Andrew smiled as he entered the room. “Hello my beautiful, pregnant Fiancee.”

It had been two weeks since Maryann called and arranged things. It took a week to find a ranch sitter and another to get to Florida where the studios were, take the Blood tests and send the information packet over to Andrew.

It was all worth it in Andrew’s Opinion. He had promised to find her father and now he might actually have done that. It was thanks in large part to the show airing but he wasn’t looking a gift horse in the mouth.

“Yes?” Looking up from the bed. “I’m not having sex. I feel sick..and ill and I’m not getting up.”

She was roughly eight to nine weeks now. That put her over two months and she was starting to feel the morning sickness. He chuckled and shook his head.

“It’s not about sex..this time.”

“This time? Blah.” Burying her head under a pillow. “I DON’T feel good!”

The moodiness, the morning sickness. Yep, she was pregnant. Andrew pondered wether it was actually safe to talk to her about this right now. She might try and bite his head off of he did.

“Love...Remember how I promised to help find your birth father?”

“What?” Peeking out. “My father?”

“Yep. See..I hired a detective from people finders at first. He came back with information on the man that your mother listed as the father but..there’s no way he can be your father.”

“Why would she list him then?”

“Maybe her story to you is..just that. A story. Anyways..even though his name is listed as John Chapel, and she has him listed, I just don’t think he’s your father. For one, Blood types don’t math up. His blood type doesn’t match up to yours. There’s no way. For two..He’s..um..” Pondering how to say this delicately, “He..Half Oriental and..love..I mean no offense here to you or to oriental people in general by stereo typing looks but..You don’t look like you have an ounce of Japanese in you. So there that is..and..yeah. Not your father. Momma lied.”

“Why would she do that?” Sitting up slowly. “If he ran out on us..why would lie?”

“There’s a few paternity suits in here that she tried to go after him for child support but nothing ever came of it. He’s rather well off and..I assume..she might have slept with him at one time and..decided to play a game. Now..Second candidate..the most likely candidate.”

“Another candidate?”

“Yes and my detective didn’t find him but I did have the detective look up more information on him and send it along with the packet from the studio. They were watching the first episode, love. They saw you and..he ..saw you and..well I think you should at his information. I really do.”

“They were watching the show and called? Andrew..They are gold diggers, that’s all.”

“Yeah I thought the same thing at first..but.. That’s why I had the detective get me additional information on the man BEFORE I came and..talked to you and your beautifully moody self.”

“Beautifully moody?” Raising a brow at him.

“You’re confirming that statement..with every look of anger I get.” He chuckled nervously. “So love..” scootching to the bed and sitting beside her. “Take a look. I think it’s worth a look. My instincts tell me that this might be something. And hey..if not..you don’t lose anything but a few drops of blood and a few strands of hair for the paternity test.”

“Needles? No...no..I hate needles.”

“It’s necessary...and well..IF this does..pan out and he IS your father..you can finally get those answers that you’ve been wanting. Since we know your mother to be a liar and a bitch..well..he might a ..logical excuse.”

“Okay..what do you have behind your back? You’ve been hiding something ever since you came in.”

“His information.” Pulling the folder out. “Both from the studio..and from my detective.” Andrew set it in front of her. “There’s a few pictures of him and his family in there. There’s a picture of his Ranch and..there is also a general information file. It turns out that..he was going to the exact same college as you..and studying to become..the exact same thing that you are. But his adopted father got sick and he took a leave of absence to go home, to Wyoming, and take care of the ranch. It turns out that he never got to finish college though. His Adopted father died that year and I guess..because his adopted mother was..so sad..she took ill her self. She stayed ill for sometime and it sais that he was taking care of her but..she passed on about ten years ago.”

“That poor man..”

“Yeah..He sounds pretty stand up and caring..kind of like..a certain white haired girl I know. And..look here..these are his college pictures..Look at the hair..look at the eyes. There is..a very..uncanny resemblance and..this one is most interesting. This is a copy of the year book from that year. Now Correct me if I’m wrong..but isn’t that your mom wearing the home coming queen crown? And that’s him..listed as her date and her king.”

“Hold on..He’s from Wyoming..my mom wouldn’t date someone from Wyoming. She sais she has standards. I mean..well I don’t judge him but..I don’t see my mom..dating him.”

“Well apparently she did. Theres a few more year book pictures of them together. It sais they were voted cutest couple..and..I suppose you gotta be together for a while for other people to see you like that. Now..this is all beside the point..especially when you look at the dates. That’s over twenty years ago..and..the last dates..listed..put him with her about Twenty years ago..and..you’re nineteen. Nine months to carry..he’s gone for an entire year..and..this is the SAME year that she transferred to a different college. So yeah..I think this warrants further investigation..don’t you?”

“You make very valid points..” Her eyes glued to a picture of Dimitri in his youth. “But..that seems hokey some how..they saw the episode and they called?”

“I understand what you mean, love but...hokey or not..The details are coincidental enough that it warranted being checked out as much as I did..and further.”

“No..No..” Shaking her head. “This is all too much..”

“Hey! Who’s he? He’s cute...major..” Stephanie leaned over Starfyre’s back as she came in. “Wow...Hey Andrew..you found her father?”

“See, love. Stephanie knew nothing..and ..she’s pointed that out.”

“What are you talking about? They look exactly alike ..well except the Male and female thing but..yeah. And..that whole age thing but other than that..he’s wow..” Stephanie smiled. “What? Are you saying that he’s not?”

“Stephanie..they saw the first episode..and called the studio..”

“That’s frigging cool. You reached out to your daddy with that smile of yours and he just KNEW you was his little girl.” Steph sat down beside them and took the file and year book. “Man..is this your mom?” said as she picked up the year book and opened it to the homecoming picture. “She’s hot..if I didn’t know what I knew now..IE..BITCH ..I’d do her.”

“Ewwww..” Starfyre laid back and grunted. “That’s so gross.”

“What? She’s hot..she..was hot..almost as hot as you..or me..but most women can’t compete really. We are sexy goddesses of goth.”

“Yes you are..both of you.”Andrew grinned.

“Not having sex, Andrew.” Stephanie added quickly.

“What??? Can’t I AGREE with a compliment without ..being expected to expect sex?”

“No.” Both girls said.

“You two are really sad..” He laughed. “But I should at least get a blow job. I mean you to are blue balling me here.”

“NO!” Stephanie shoved Andrew back. “You’re horrible. Here we are..pregnant..and ..carrying your children and..now all you want is sex.”

“So what about this dad thing.” Andrew changed the subject. “I think we should pursue this. Stephanie..convince her to take a few drops of blood and..send some hair.”

“You’re cheating, Andrew.” Starfyre growled. “Using Stephanie against me..”

“It works.” He replied.

“Okay preggo my girly. Stand up..get showered..get dressed. We’re going to hop in that cool little electric car and take your pregnant butt to the lab for the samples...becauseeeeee if this is your dad..He cute. I wanna meet him.”

“Let us remember..MY girls here.” Andrew nodded. “Not leaving me for older men.”

“Actually..there in ONE older man..who I will Kidnap one day..and marry him. Maybe not today or tomorrow or next year or..the year after that but I WILL own him. And that’s that.” Stephanie stood. “Now..get up girl..get showered and get dressed.”

“Man she’s bossy.” Starfyre grumbled.

“Yes she is.” Andrew smiled. “And bless her gothy heart for it.”

“UP!” Stephanie demanded. “Now. No more pouting.”

“Okay, okay..I’m going. Meany pregnant girl.” Walking off and grunting. Her stomach was twisting in morning sickness knots. “I NEED new clothes because I’m fat!” She said as she slammed the bathroom door.

“Ouch.” Andrew smiled. “I’d say she’s fairly moody.”

“Fairly? She’s past fairly and into definitely majorly ..totally moody.”

“Eh..well..she’s just so beautiful all the time..it’s hard to notice.”

Stephanie started to chuckle and laugh as she patted shoulder. “You are such a good boy...taking this so well and all. Now..get dressed, Love.”

“I am dressed.” Glancing at him self. “What?”

“Not THAT shirt. That one looks ugly on you. Put the silver one on.”

“Now we see where your moodiness is.” Standing, walking to the closet. “Anything else I should wear?”

“Yes..The loose black slacks. They look good with the shirt.” Stephanie grinned.

“I don’t hear you!” Closing the door to the walk in closet. “Nope..I don’t!”

“Men.” Laughing and smoothing her skirt down. “Can’t live with em..can’t live without em.”