Zema walked around the streets of the Red Light District looking for someone. Her expression was blank- thousands of thoughts racing through her mind. She stopped at a street corner, watching some hookers across the street. Almost making a noise in disgust, she looked away. Why was she here again? It was the first place she had met him, maybe he was still battling his sexuality at a strip club?

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Zema stared at him a moment, an unsure expression on her face which quickly turned into anger. "No!" She said, her voice obviously upset. "I am not looking from some love from you. You've done enough already." Yes, she had indeed been searching for him, but had not thought of what to say.

Zema tried to laugh at herself, but that failed miserably. She frowned. "I'm sorry. I'm stupid to have come here. I'll just go fix my problems somewhere else." She brought her hand to her head trying to concentrate.

She began to hug him back but stopped herself, pushing him away. "We are I guess." She was talking in a whisper. "But ever since that time you ..you" Zema began to stutter with her words. She did this when she was nervous, which wasn't often. "You raped me..." She paused, staring at his chest and making herself speak in a serious tone. "I'm pregnant thanks to you , you prick." She didn't mean to call him a name, but she just felt like saying it.

"Thats the thing." She refused to look up at him. "I don't know what to do."

She glanced up at him, only to quickly move away. "I wont make you marry me... And I don't want your money. I just... I'll do something." Zema gave a half smile. "I just wanted you to know." She turned and began to walk off. "See ya around."

She shrunk her arm for a moment to be free from his grasp. "No. I mean- I need time to think. I'll come find you if I make up my mind.."

She gave a quick smile, stepped forward to pull his cheek slightly. "Your to cute." She muttered, then stepped back and waved. "See ya." And she began to walk off again.