Alex's POV:
One, two, ready
Here we go
It ain't the gun
It's the man behind the trigger
Gets blood on his fingers
And runs
It ain't the lie
It's the way that the truth is denied
But if there is one thing that I'm guilty of
It's loving and giving when you take too much
If somebody asked how we died
Please look them straight in the eye
Call it suicide
Don't fabricate
Just tell them babe
It was suicide
Don't sugarcoat it
Just let them know
It ain't the knife
It's the way that you use it
How you abuse it in fights
It ain't about the life
You feel you were given
As long as you're living it right
If there is one thing that I'm guilty of
It's loving and giving when you take too much
If somebody asked how we died
Oh, you look them straight in the eye
Call it suicide
Don't fabricate
Just tell them babe
It was suicide
Don't sugarcoat it
Just let them know
You've been killing me softly
And finally the pain is too much
And I'm all out of whisky
To soak up the damage you've done
If there's anything I'm guilty of
It's loving you too much
If anybody asks how we died
Call it suicide
Don't fabricate
Just tell them babe
It was suicide
Don't sugarcoat it
Just let them know
Oh baby
Just let them know
Just...
After I talked to Asher, I quickly ran to Marissa's room and told Desire to wait in the hall. She smiled knowingly at me and I did it back.
I took one look at my sleeping pregnant girlfriend with tear stained cheeks and nearly broke down again, but I knew I had to be strong right now and be a man instead of the wuss I just was.
The only way to get me to start crying is when I'm threatened to have the most important part of my life taken away and that is Marissa, Asher, my family, and my two perfect twins Tristan and Elise. Yes I named them myself but I thought those two names were perfect. If Riss wants to change them than she can. Whatever she wants is fine with me.
She looked like she was stirring awake so I sat in front of her again incase she woke up. She opened her eyes for the second time and her beautiful eyes looked at me for a second before she rolled over facing the other way, obviously not wanting to see my face which I totally understood. I sighed forlornly.
"Marissa," my voice cracked so I tried again. "Marissa. Please look at me. I have to tell you something." She stayed still. Stubborn.
"What do you want Alex?" She asked.
"I want to tell you something. Can you please look at me so I can tell you face to face?" I asked.
She huffed, but still turned over and looked at me with a deadly glare.
"Have you ever seen a book with a cover that looked insanely interesting and you can't help but wanna read it? And you find that as the book goes on you begin to fall in love with it, the way things are, the feeling of hope it gives you and you can't help but to want more. That this one book is screaming a story and you can't put it down, you're dying to finish it. You're my book." I said in a matter of minutes and as I said it, my head was bent slightly down so I didn't know what her face or reaction was like.
When I did look up though, I didn't expect to see her wiping away tears that kept on streaming down her face. Even with her bloodshot eyes and tear stained face, she looked effortlessly beautiful. I smiled at her and wiped a tear that was rolling down her cheek and she surprisingly didn't pull away like I thought she would. She actually...leaned into my touch.
"Alex that was so beautiful. I still don't trust you or forgive you though, what you did...that was unforgivable and you have to earn back my trust." She quietly cried out.
I nodded my head knowing she was right about it all. "I know and that's why I want to have a second chance with you if you would let me."
"I don't know Alex. I just don't know."
"Please Marissa. I will do anything, just f please let me back in!" I pleaded.
Her face became angry again, but it was still had it's soft features.
"I warned you! When you first agreed to being there for me during my pregnancy and for the twins, I told you to not make me regret it. To not regret you for trying to be an actual teenage boy who accidentally knocked up his best friends sister! I trusted you to not make me feel like this, to not lie to me. TO NOT BREAK MY HEART! But no you just had to go back to your play ways Alex! Was I not good enough for you? Was I such a terrible mistake that you had to go and fuck the biggest slut at our high school? WHAT WAS IT?!" She yelled at me and I knew I deserved everything that came out of her mouth.
"I'm am so sorry. There is not enough words that can express how sorry I am about hurting you, about breaking your trust, about breaking your heart. I want you to know that I love you immensely. I love you more than words. I'm never gonna stop loving you Marissa Claire Smithfield." By now we were both in tears.
"But that doesn't change the simple fact that you cheated on me with another girl." She sobbed.
"I know, but if you'll let me I would really like, no loved it if you have me another chance. That's all I'm asking for. I'll do anything."
She looked at me and nodded her head. I smiled so bright and out my forehead on hers. I looked at her lips and my eyes silently asked for permission. As soon as she gave the go, my lips were on hers faster than a heartbeat.
She moaned softly when I gently bit down on her bottom lip and that gave me enough space to coax my tongue into her mouth. She pulled me into the bed with her and pulled away from me.
"I love you Alex. Please do not make me regret this a second time."
"I love you too Riss. I won't let you down."
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17 and Pregnant (Completed)
عاطفيةMarissa Smithfield is a good girl that never gets into trouble. Her two best friends Jessica Foster and Desire Evans have been there for her since they were in kindergarten. There's this party though that everybody goes to. Jessica and Desire want t...
