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The next day

Maya's pov

I walked into school and he was there making out with some blonde girl. I knew it I knew he wouldn't be serious about Elie. He's still just the same f*ckboy he was before. I decided to walk up to them .


"hey Lucas" I say walking up to them with an obvious fake smile.

"hey Maya" Lucas says awkwardly.

"oh hey Vanessa" I say

"hey Maya"

"I just wanted to say be careful with this one he doesn't need another kid if you know what I'm saying" I say with a smirk and walk away,

"your the f*ckboy that left maya because she was pregnant my mother f*cking as* hole how dare you bye bye f*ckboy Friar" she says and walks away oh did I not mention that Vanessa and I are old friends.

"oh would you look at that the nick name is back f*ckboy" I say with a smile.

"Really Maya why do you have to be such a f*cking b*tch all the time" lucas says leaning against the lockers.

"i get to be a b*tch to you left me and that's not exactly helping your case by trying to hook up with one of my friends" I said to him.

"i wasn't trying to hook up with her" he says trying to defend himself

"my as* you were into a pretty good game of tonsil tennis f*ckboy" I say and begin to walk away.

"yea well at least im not a sl*t" he says with a smirk.

"oh shut the f*ck up you mother f*cker you are the only man that I have ever slept with and as I recall you didn't hate it but you did leave because this got f*cking complicated your just like my father you leave when things get hard well guess what Friar things inly get more complicated from here and by the way you are not aloud to see Elie ever again you worthless piece of sh*t" I yell at him and can feel the tears running down my face. I didn't want to cry in front of everyone so I ran out of the school and to my apartment.


Lucas's pov


mayas words stuck with me for the rest of the day. im a terrible person. im a terrible dad. and what even worse is that I cant see my daughter anymore and I don't even know where maya lives. Maybe I can ask riley but I doubt that she will tell me.

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