I scoff, "Lilly. Lilly told me. She said the whole school knew but got over it in a month, because you are the star player of the foo—"
"I'm not in the football team anymore." He says.
"What?" I look at him.
"The couch found out I got a girl pregnant, and kicked me off the team." He runs his hand through his hair. He paces back and forth, slowly.
"Who did you get pregnant?" I ask him. He stops in his tracks and stares at me with his hazel beautiful eyes. "Come close to me, look me in the fucking eyes, and tell me who you fucking got pregnant." My eyes are watering at this point, and so is Grayson's.
"I-I don't want to s-say." He stutters, losing eye contact with me. I put both of my hand on both of his cheeks and turn it back to my face. "Look me in the eyes." He doesn't.
"Look me in the fucking eyes, Grayson!" I raise my voice. He looks at me, his glistening guilty eyes look me straight in the eye. He gulps. A big gulp.
"L-Lilly."
I let go of his face. He starts crying. "I didn't mean to get her pregnant, we were both drunk at a party in junior year." He starts coming closer to me but, I just keep backing away from him.
"Y-you got her pregnant." Not believing my own ears.
He sniffles, "Y-yes."
I feel a huge anger rush comes from all over my body. I look at him and push him. "YOU ASSHOLE!"
He grunts but he takes the push. I start punching him, but he seems like he isn't fazed by it. "I HATE YOU!" I stop, wipe away my tears. "Get out." I say not even looking at him.
"May..." He starts, pulling his hand out to grab my hand.
"OUT!" I yell pointing at the door. He nods and walks out, slamming the door shut. I hear his car drive away.
I sob loud in my house. I can't believe what he just did. Maybe that's why she wanted to be my friend. So, she could just—what am I thinking?
Lilly was the first friend that I've made. Why didn't she tell me about this? Why couldn't she just tell me? She was pregnant with a child, who turns out to be the boy I like so much.
I sob more. I've never been so broken in my life. This is what I felt when my mother died. The flashbacks were coming back.
FLASHBACK [MARY;)]
I walked in the house, with my babysitter, knowing that I get to see my mom today. It was awfully quiet.
I was a little girl, whenever I'm with my mom, or when my mom is home, it is never quiet, she's usually watching her filipino telenovela, because whenever she's on her day off, she watches her novelas.
"Where's mommy?" I ask my babysitter. She shrugs. "Let's go find her." She tells me. I nod.
And we check every room. The last room I checked was her office and no one goes into her office without her permission.
I was hesitant but, I needed to go. I walked in and I saw my mother's body laying there, blood everywhere.
"MOMMY!" I yell and run to her, I turn her over and I see her face has been stabbed. My heart stopped, and I couldn't breathe. I started sobbing.
"MY MOMMY IS DEAD!" I yell, I scream. The babysitter comes to me and carries me, I have her blood on my hands.
I have never felt so broken in my life. I feel like I lost a part of me. I feel like....part of me just died.
