"Wud up T" I said when I saw her.
She was crying. She looked so sad. I could tell she hadn't left the house lately. She had on sweatpants and the cozy socks with the toes like the girls wear. Her hair was tied and there was tissue and Kleenex everywhere.
"Hey K.O" she said while trying to fight back tears and smiling at the same time."Why you crying, everything is gonna be cool," I said as I sat down and hugged her.
"It wasn't supposed to happen like this K.O., I wasn't supposed to get pregnant, I got dreams too K.O., I'm not gone be a Super Star like you, but I got dreams too"
She was right. It WASN'T supposed to happen like this, she WASN'T supposed to get pregnant. I feel like it's my fault, I feel like I just fucked up her future and mine.
"Everything is gone be ok, I will be here with you, Florida will be there, I'm gonna stay right here wit you, through everything," I said while feeling nauseous.
I felt like I just made the biggest mistake of my life, but I felt like I had too. I feel like I had to be here for her. Like it was my duty, it was obligation and responsibility to be here for her and I am and will. Even if it means I have to put everything else on hold. I decided to stay over that night. I held her all night, we talked, laughed, cried, got mad at each other, argued, cried, and laughed again.
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K.O., Deuce, and Meko
Historia CortaA Coming of Age story about 3 friends. Sports, girls, dreams and everything in between