Abortion?

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I had to tell my mother. Was she going to kick me out again? I don't know. What I do know, though, is that I was currently running out of the house. Dang you Mr. Wilson. I ran as far as I could until I got to a shady tree. I sat down and cried. I wanted an abortion. Like, right now. I kept on crying for a good 15 minutes until I heard someone running up to me. I looked up to see Dave, my old boyfriend.

How the hell did he get here

Anyways, he looked at me with a concerned face.

"Are you okay?" he asked. I was about to tell him, when I had an idea. A risky one, to be sure.

"Yeah, I just, kind of missed you," I said. He looked surprised.

"Well then, let's get back together," he said, jokingly.

"Actually, yeah!" I said. His face lit up.
"Really? I thought you wanted nothing to do with me!" he exclaimed.

It was true. I hated his guts. He cheated on me with this Maria lady. He made me feel worthless. Like I wasn't ever enough. I was going to get my revenge.

"Only if you promise to stay with me by anything," I said.

"Anything?" he asked. I nodded.

"Of course," he said with a smile.

Time to get payback on this musty toe nail.

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