5 Wishes

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"Wait! Your pregnant!?"Pen yells at me.

"The nerve of you! Don't yell at me! You know why! Your lucky I didn't tell!" I screamed at him.

"You wouldn't dare!" He said back.

"What is going on?" Dallas asked.

"Oh nothin! My ex raped me and now I'm pregnant because he forgot to wrap it up!" I replied.

"It wasn't rape! You agreed!" He retorted.

"Oh whatever! You knew Just was drunk! You took advantage of me!"

"Look. I want you back. I'm sorry! Im truly sorry!"

"Yeah right! You care for no one but yourself!" I angrily replied.

"But I love you." He said calmer abd quieter.

"Good luck with that! I don't believe in love. All it does is hurt. Apparently it's not love. So just stop lying! I'm tired of it!"

"But I'm not lying! I'm telling you tge truth! What do I have to do to prove it!?"

"Everything you need to." With me saying that I started to walk away before I heard footsteps behind me. I turned to face the owner of those footsteps. And I saw Dallas and Pen walking up to me.

"What is it now!?" I said annoyed not wanting to talk to them.

"I will prove it all. I show you everthing. I'll give you anything. Just trust me." He said as he was looking into my eyes his full of hope. Mine full of annoyance.

"You have 5 tries. Better make the most of them." I said as I turned away.

"Wait!" Yelled Dallas as he caught up to me.

"You know he doesn't love you right?"

"Yeah. But I'll let him try. Plus this could be fun." I said smirking looking only forward. By now we had lost track of time so I don't know the next class.
"Hey let's go somewhere." Dallas decided to speak up.

"Oh really? Where?" I asked considering on going.

"We're going to play a game. Behind the bleachers." He replied.

"Behind the bleachers? What is this a horror movie? No good things come from going behind somewhere. So... No." I replied walking out of the building.

"But your leaving anyway. C'mon. Live a little kisses." He replied walking out with me as well. He grasped my arm trying to pull me in the direction of the bleachers.

"Dallas let go! I'm coming!" He let go of my arm standing there looking at me in shock.

"What?" I asked knotting my eyebrows together.

"I'm just surprised you said yes." He replied the shocked expression not leaving.

"Why? It's not like I'm getting married." Replied as if saying yes was bo big deal. To be honest I didn't see a big deal with it in the first place.

We started walking to the bleachers as he replied with a "True." Once we were there we sat down.

"Let's play 20 questions."
He finally said.

"Okay you start."

"Okay. Why don't you like me?"

"What's that suppose to mean?" I said extremely confused

"Well your the only girl ever to flirt with me and not mean it."

"Well-" I was cut off by the sound of a bullhorn when someone said my name.

"Riley! Riley! I know your out here! All I wanted to say was that I love you! I love you! Do you hear me! I'm sorry! I promise I'll treat you better. I promise I will give you anything you need, whenever you need it! Riley! Please come out!" His words were so touching. And I could tell he meant all of it.

I came put behind the bleachers and walked over t him and the crowd behind him.

"What in the world are you doing?" I said while laughing.

"Telling you the truth. Do you believe in love now?" He asked.

"Right now, I honestly don't know." I replied seriously looking in his eyes.

"So I have a chance?"

"A chance at what?"
I asked.

"A chance of being with you again. You know I was also drunk at that time." He said looking at me.

"I believe you. But this is your last chance."

"So..." He replied.

"So I'll think about it. But you still have 4 more chances to woo me. So make the best of it."
I said as I walked away towards Dallas.

"Let's finish the game some other time. I want to go home." He said angrily.

"Could you give me a ride?" I asked hopefully.

"Yeah whatever." He replied.

"Okay."
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Okay yes this is one of those cliche stories. But you know you love it. Or like it. Trust me. Ut gets better

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