In the format of texts, emails and small scenes; a hopeless romantic tale between three high school juniors. Saige Ingram and Alexander "Alex" Fitzgerald have been dating ever since the fourth grade. In the summer before their junior year...
For the next couple of months Alex has been right by Saige's side. He has been living with a lie. How is he supposed to be a man, let alone a father, when he is lying to his girlfriend everyday?
"ALEX!" yells Saige. Alarmed, Alex comes running! He has never ran so fast before, skipping steps just to make sure he gets to her on time.
"What!? Are you okay?" he pondered between breaths.
"Yes, I'm fine." assured Saige with a smile on her face.
"You scared the shit out of me!"
"Awh, I'm sorry honey. The baby is moving. I just wanted you to feel it."
He places his hands on her belly and feels little faint movements.
"Isn't it to early for the baby to be doing this?" asked Alex. Saige just laughed him off.
"Saige, can we talk?"
"Not right now babe. I'm sorry. I just have to meet my mom for lunch."
"Oh."
"You should come! I'm meeting her boyfriend and if you are there, it will be less awkward."
Even though Alex didn't want to go, he agreed. The only thought in his head was, "I can't believe I messed things up this bad."
At lunch:
New Message from: Ainsley
Ainsley: Why are you ignoring me?
A: Ainsley, just stop. its over.
Ainsley: Why? because the girl who accused me of being a slut is pregnant?
A: You are a slut. A dirty slut.
Ainsley: A dirty slut you fucked over and over again.
Ainsley: I'm the slut but you don't see me pregnant, do ya?
A: Just stop texting me.
Ainsley: No, why should I?
A: because technically this is considered harassment.
Ainsley: since when was I harassing?
A: oh my god. please just stop.
Ainsley: did you tell little miss slut whore about us yet?
A: stfu about her! she isnt the slut in this, she is the victim. you are the slut.
Ainsley: right and what role do you play in this?
A:........the fuck up.
Ainsley: ahhhh....so that's what you want, people to feel sorry for you! Got it.
A: no i don't want anyone to feel anything for me. I never said that. stop putting words in my mouth. okay?
Ainsley: okay but what do you want me to put in mine? ;)
A: ainsley, I am begging you. okay, I'm sorry i used you. I really am. but the love of my life is pregnant with my kid.
Ainsley: she isn't the only one.
A: you're lying.
Ainsley: I think not.
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