He Will Regret Me

Well...this is new.

  The scenery mix together in one blur. These houses are all too familiar. My eyes look straight ahead, my feet and hands automatically know where it is. I've been here so many times.

I pull into the driveway of the house. I pull out the keys out of the ignition. My feet lead me through the pathway, to the porch. My heart pounds, it echoes through my head. My hand lifts up and knock on the door. It all seems like I'm moving in slow motion. Is this something I'd actually do? Yes, I'm a new person not a coward.

The door swings ever so slowly open. The face appears, a little smile playing on his lips. "H-hey...um...J-Joey." I stutter. Am I really this nervous? It's just Joey...

"Hello Kayla." He looks into my eyes. Why'd he pull that move?! It makes me feel like I want to melt.

"Can I talk to y-you? Out here...?" I look away from him. Doubts swirl through my mind in one big tornado of thoughts. No. Kayla, this is a new you, your decision, your going to go through this.n

"Sure." He shuts the door behind him and stares at me, with that smirk on his lips. "Well...you see...um..." I begin, I clear my throat "ok I'm going to go straight to the point..."

I look up at him, into the hazel eyes. Memories flood within me, feelings, friendship, and most important of all happiness. He's always been there hasn't he? He acted big and bad...but I trust him. And I believe that he truly means that he does really like me. After all, he's like my second best friend. I know him so well, he knows me. I smile, he makes me....happy. When he's around I'm usually creating good memories with him. How can I not trust him? Why'd did I do doubt him? Was it because I was the shy insecure Kayla that I previously was?

"I-I....Joey...I think....I love you." I look him in the eyes. His eyes, is the first thing you notice, they light up. It's like being in a dark corner with no where to go, and those eyes, they light the way. His mouth raises up into a smile. And you can tell it's a truly happy smile. "Kayla. I've always loved you."

My stomach jumps inside, my heart stops for a second. I've really said it. And I've realized that my feelings have never changed.

His arms are around me, squeezing me tight. "Kayla Downing, please be my girlfriend." He says softly into my ear. A tear wells up and slowly rolls down my cheek. I'm so happy, I'm crying of joy. "Yes." I whisper. Joey, is the good one. He's always have been. Although he didn't really have the right to reject me like that, he still loved me.

We're in a kiss in no time. His lips move softly against mine. His hand is on my cheek, the other is around my waist. I wrap my arms around his neck, and tip toe to kiss him deeper. His pulls me against him tighter. "Kayla...I've wanted to do this for so long."

My face gets warm, and I go to kiss him even deeper. Then we both pull away, I rest my feet flat on the ground. He bends down and kisses my forehead. Then he pulls me into him again, and lifts me off the ground and spins me around. I giggle, like I'm a little girl again. He looks up at me, and I bend down and kiss his nose and giggle.

Has he been the one all along? Or is this some kind of dream, an illusion? I doubt myself for having something that seems so perfect. Real or not, I'm treasuring this moment.

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He offered to drive me home, he ended up driving his own car with me in the passenger side, I'll have to pick my car up later. I leaned over to where I could rest my head on his shoulder as he drove. What about Dereck? My curious mind has always gotten the better of me. I answer my own question, I'm done with him. The end of that chapter of my life. He as shallow as I had thought Joey was. If he had truly liked me and wanted me, he wouldn't have taken the money over me. Even if he wanted to go to college, and he chose me, I would've helped him fulfill that dream. But he didn't think of that. So I'm closing the book, on that part of life.

I make it home, I walk out to the front door. And I just wave at him, he flashes that million dollar worth smile. He pulls away, right when I was about to open the door someone grabs me from behind.

His face is red, and sweaty, did he run? It's the one and only, the one I want to forget about, Dereck.

"Kayla...I need to tell you something."

I pull away from him "Why...why can't you just leave me alone? I want to forget. I don't want to remember the times we had. I want to start fresh. But you always find your way back to me. Opening up old wounds..." My voice is low. A hurt expression crosses his face. He speaks anyways. "Kayla...I need to marry you..."

"What." My heart starts to pound. Blood begins to boil. "I don't think so." I snap at him. Who do he think he is? I'm only 17! I'm not ready to be married. Why would I marry into his shallow family? Why does he expect me to? He didn't truly like me. He expects me to nod and agree with dumbly. What a....jerk.

"Listen. Kayla...I kind of made a mistake..." He looks away an expression crosses his face. Is it guilt? Sadness?

"I went to a party...and I wanted to drink...to forget everything that had happened lately. And I had one then another and another and...well you see. I got carried away...some girl was hanging onto me, trying to get me. And one moment we was sitting kissing...then the next morning we was in bed..." He gulps, I can visibly see it.

He continues. "Well after a couple days...her number wound up in my phone...and we was talking...and then there was news. She...was pregnant. It had to be mine she said. And I kind of stopped talking to her after that. Then she somehow came into contact with my mom...she found out. Now...I either have to marry her and take care of the child..." He sighs "or...find someone who wants to start a family with me besides her..."

He looks at me with hope. I scoff "it's not my fault it's your responsibility.  You got her knocked up, don't drag me into this. Besides...I have a boyfriend now. Who truly loves me, unlike you. So back off, and don't bother me."

"I'll pay you..." He says in one last attempt. I shake my head "you are so shallow."

I walk up to him and point a finger into his chest "Take. A. Hint. I have someone who loves me, more than you ever will. He's not shallow, like you. So back off. I don't want anything to do with you, I want you out of my life."

He sighs "but...you know her..."

I look at him. What? I know her? The surprise is evident on my face. "W-who is it?"

"Her name is Lauren."

"Lauren Martin?!"