Alice and FP are in higschool.
They are always togheter, and Alice always sleeps to his trailer.
But one day something happened.
Something that could have changed their lives.
*18 years later* "Ali, have you seen my sheriff hat?" "Here it is, Jonesy." "I don't know what I would do if you aren't with me." said kissing me. "Nothing!" I said. "Bye, dream!" "Bye, love." FP went out of the house. I took the pregnancy test, and I went to the bathroom. It was positive.
*3 hours later* "Babe, I'm home!" "I'm here, Jonesy. We are waiting for you!" I said, holding the pregnancy test. "Alice, what...?" "I guess Jane is with us, again!" "Alice!" he said, then he went to me and hugged me. "I love you, Jonesy." "I love you, dream."
*nine months later* "Ehm... Fp?" "Yes?" "I'm afraid Jane is coming!" "SH*T"
"Keep breathing, Ali, don't worry." "FP, I'm NOT worried. You are the one who should breath!" I said laughing.
*three hours later* "Here's your baby." said the doctor. I took her. "What's her name, FP?" He looked at me. "Jane Alice Pendleton Smith" I looked at him. "It's perfect"
Now, I'm 60. But there's a question that keeps appearing in my mind. Are FP and I siblings souls, or enemys? I realised one thing. We are both.
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