P.S. I love you

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"Oh my God Paul what the hell are we going to do I'm fucking 15 for Christ sakes!"
"Jackie I'm going to go out for a little I promise I will be back in a hour or so I just need to get a few things strait."
"Um, ya, fine, okay,um, well, bye."
Paul didn't give me a goodbye kiss or nothing just got out that door. I had no idea what he was doing and I was scared he was going to leave. I just need to go home to my dad I thought I need to let paul go I need to work things out with my father. But part of
me wanted to stay with Paul I knew he loved me but I didn't know if it was enough.
I walked to my old house where my dad and I lived but it was empty nothing everything looked like it hasn't been touched since I left. I searched the house no one I Left and was walking back to Paul's house. I opened the door and felt like I was going to puke again I ran into the bathroom puking my lungs up once more. I thought why is pregnancy so painful but brings so much joy.
I started to cry like I've never done before. Why the hell did I fall in love why the hell did I this should have never happened.
"Jackie?"
"May, may I come in sweet pea?"
"Ya, Paul, I'm just puking again."
Paul walked into the room with a tiny smirk on that beautiful face he had.
"I have a few gifts for you Jackie."
"Really, ok that's fine, what are they?"
He handed me a couple of bags.
The first one was a scented candle that smelled like roses which I loved.
The next I opened was a huge thing of red delicate roses.
Next a diamond necklace that was Engraved. It wrote, p.s I love you ~Paul
Then I found a note it said look at me and to your surprise you will see a new sun rise sweet as can be just like you I speak the only word I know to say we will be together forever and always my love. Even when your face begins to sag and my life will be such a drag I speak words of love to the girl who hides her face in the jar by the door and for me it's for. ~Paul
I looked at Paul as he reached in his pocket and grabbed a velvet box.

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