Romelo...
Larraé continued not to speak, and it was really starting to bother me. "Larraé, I'm sorry. Please talk to me." She was laying in bed, and hasn't even moved. I kissed all over her face, trying to get her up. "I'm sorry." Realizing that she wasn't budging, I left her alone. I went downstairs and sat on the couch, thinking to myself. A part of me hoped he for a child, and another part didnt. I know she isnt ready and neither am I, but we could always try. I felt so lonely sitting down here by myself. I was angry with myself for making Larraé, but also relieved I told her the truth. I just wished I used protection, then she wouldn't be so angry with me.
I went back upstairs and laid in bed. I stared at her, hoping she would look at me. She opener her eyes, directly looking at me. She put on a sly smile, and wrapped herself around me. "You're not angry with me anymore?"
"I never was."
"Then why didn't you talk to me?"
"I was just thinking to myself. I thought about what would happen if I was pregnant, and how different everything would be. Then I had a dream finding that I was pregnant, and we had a baby girl. You named her after me, Larraé. She always made you so happy, and you always were always a good father to her." I smiled as she told me about the story, wishing it was a reality.
"There's something on your chest," she said putting her finger on my chest. "I'm not falling for it," I said looking straight ahead. I know if I look down, she's going to hit me in the face. "Seriously, it's right there," she said rubbing her finger around. "There's nothing there," I said looking at her to prevent from looking down. She squeezed my anaconda, making me look down, and she did exactly what I predicted. She hit me in the face.
"Up high," she said holding up her hand. "I'm not doing that either," already knowing the outcome of it. "Please?" She pouted. I sighed, giving up and gave her a high five. Then she went down low, and I was too slow.
oop. was it just me, or did anyone else laugh when I said anaconda? lol.
I know y'all don't like these short ass chapters, I just don't know what else to write. but I update anyway, your welcome.
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FanfictionRomelo August The 23-year old man who was never wanted. Always had a life of struggle, but still had a caring heart. He put people who didn't care about him before himself, and was always left behind. Everyone he thought that cared about him, left a...