A Broken Life

Chapter 11

The words that exit his mouth freeze the whole world. Everything stops in its place, and it's just him and me.

I struggle to find words to say but he stops me, "Yes I was extremely drunk that night and I don't remember anything after kissing you. And yes I know that people just see me as some 'Egotistical jerk'," he smirks as he quotes my aunt, "But I promise you that I am worth to prove any doubts you have wrong, and take on full responsibility." He breathes in deeply, grabs my hands and looks into my eyes deeply, "Giselle I really care about you, and I will do anything you ask of me, especially raise this child with you."

My breaths hitches, and my heart slightly melts. Who could've known Tommie could be this way?

"Tommie," I pull away from him and blush, "Thank you for offering, but you don't have to worry about it, the baby isn't yours."

He pauses and his face slightly turns pink. "Oh. Then who is?"

I look away, "It doesn't matter, I'll be fine on my own."

Tommie grabs my shoulders gently and I look up at him, "No, you won't. I may not be the biological father, but I'd still like to help you, if you're willing to let me, because like I said before, I really do care for you Giselle. What'd you say, can I help you raise this baby?"

My emotions mix, and my heart is suddenly confused. He's willing to help me with this, not out of pity, not out of a feeling of responsibility, but he's ready to throw everything away just because he cares for me.

I stare at this boy with the annoying blue striped hair and suddenly it's no longer annoying to me. His blue eyes are shining, and I can no longer see him as the "egotistical jerk", but I see a truly charming boy, ready to help someone he hardly talks to.

"Tommyie-"

"Uh we can take it slow of course. I mean I know we don't talk that much, but if you'd give me a chance I'm sure I can prove myself to you." He looks at me in hope, and it's like he's a child asking for a chance to buy a puppy or something. Could this be real? Can I really trust Tommie?

I sigh, "Yeah, sure. We can take it slow, but just as friends." He smiles and slowly leans in.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't J-Tommie?" My aunt freezes in here tracks behind me and Tommie and I jump back and face her.

Tommie opens his moth to speak to my aunt but I cut him of, "Well yeah, I gotta go so I'll text you later ok?" I look at Tommie and blush of the embarrassment my aunt caused.

"Uh yeah. I'll talk to you later," He goes in for a hug, which makes this situation 10 times more awkward.

As he leaves my aunt looks at me in totally confusion. I stand there in the awkward atmosphere, and she just stares blankly. I cough a fake cough, and she snaps out of it.

"You missy, have a lot of explaining to do."