Posted: 09.05.2015
Edited: 11.15.2015
| A U S T I N M A H O N E |
"Will you stop moping? God, you act like it's the end of the world" Ashton huffs rolling his eyes.
"I'm not moping"
"Yes you are, come on Austin it's been a month, she's really not even that special" He shrugs.
"Don't say that!" I scold "And why're you so calm about this, she hasn't talked to either of us and she's pregnant with the baby you want"
"Why do you still say the baby is only mine! I'm sick and tired of it! Why can't you act like you're excited for this baby?!" Ashton yells.
"Because I'm not!" I yell, making his mouth drop "I agreed because you wanted the baby! But everything has gone down hill! I lost my best friend, and you've become a naggy bitch!" I yell and he gasps.
"Well if that's how you feel then you can leave" He crosses his arms.
"This is my house" I growl.
"Fine, I'll leave" He shrugs, walking out the door. I hear his car drive away and I sigh, picking up my car keys. I walk out to my car, and drive to the beach. I get out, and take the hike to a familiar spot. The Cave. It's a spot that Reagan and I found after school one day when we were eleven, I walk in, seeing that it still looks the same. I sit down on one of the rocks, watching the waterfall.
"Oh, I didn't know you'd be here" Reagan states shyly, avoiding eye contact with me.
"Sorry, I'll leave" I mumble standing up.
"No no, you were here first, I'll leave" She turns around.
"Rae, you don't have to leave" I stop her "This is your spot too"
"Um, alright" She nods, walking over, and sitting on the spot next to me.
We sit in silence, Reagan playing with her fingers, a nervous habit she has.
"Reagan" I whisper, and she looks up at me "I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry too, I shouldn't be so mean to Ashton, he's your boyfriend and I should be accepting of him because you love him"
"You don't have to apologize" I wrap my arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to me "We kind of had an argument today anyways" I shrug.
"Why?"
"The baby, as usual, but he told me to get out, but as you know we live in my house, so I told him to leave so he did"
"I'm sorry"
"Don't be Baby, it's not your fault" I chuckle.
"Mi sei mancato" She whispers, and I look at her in confusion.
"How many times have I told you I don't speak Italian" I laugh, and she giggles.
"I said, I missed you" She mumbles shyly.
"Oh well in that case, mi sei mancato too" I repeat, and she laughs.
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Surrogate | A.M. |
FanfictionA story in which a man, falls for his surrogate mother, whom is carrying a child for him and his gay lover. DISCLAIMER: This story is very old and needs hella editing. i.e There are sentences in Italian that aren't translated until the authors note...
