By My Own Rules

"You're WHAT?!" My dad yelled.

"Pregnant." This was not my finest hour.

"How?" He asked.

"Obvisously she had sex." Mom chimed in, not helping me.

"With who?!" He yelled.

"Jacob Lawerence." I said, nervous.

"Jacob!" He cried, a vein popping out of his forehead.

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"Wow," Jacob said. "You're pregnant."

"I know you want to leave." I said, about to cry.

"No." He said.

"What?" I asked appaled.

"I would never leave you."

"My dad wants you to stay away from me." I stated.

"Why?"

"He hates you - that's why." Jacob looked at me.

"Meet me at the park at Midnight," He said.

"Pack some stuff."

"Why?" I asked.

"You'll see." He said. He handed me a note and ran off.

The note said that we should run away, just me and him. We could get married in Los Vegas and move there. I was ready to do it though. Our love was deep, and it didn't matter what dad had to say.