🥀🥀"I GET JEALOUS. I NEVER ADMIT IT BUT I HATE IT WHEN YOU TALK WITH SOMEONE ELSE. I ONLY WANT YOU FOR ME."🥀🥀
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🥀🥀I'M NOT PERFECT. I'LL ANNOY YOU, PISS YOU OFF, SAY STUPID THINGS, THEN TAKE IT ALL BACK. BUT PUT THAT ALL ASIDE, AND YOU'LL NEVER FIND A PERSON WHO CARES OR LOVES YOU MORE THAN ME.🥀🥀
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It was a beautiful sunny afternoon in early December Kayla is now five months pregnant. Kian and Kayla hiked their way across campus to the parking lot that Michael picked her up from every other day after creative writing. It had become a habit of Kian's to carry Kayla's backpack for her. At first, she had objected, but on those rare occasions when her back really was killing her, she appreciated it, so she let him.
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Kayla listened absently to Kian talk about school. Truthfully, she had countless things on her mind. The babies, Michael, his uncle/father situation, and upcoming exams.
"You know," Kian said, interrupting Kayla's thoughts, "she talked so long today, that I honestly forgot what class I was in for a second."
Kayla laughed, "I'm sure you did, since you fell asleep."
"And what's crazy about that is, I was hoping when I woke up, class would be over. But she was STILL talking!"
Kayla laughed again, as the two of them reached the parking lot. A few students passed them and said 'hi'. Kayla greeted them while she searched down the street for Michael's Jeep. But he was nowhere in sight. She glanced down at her cell phone for the time. Usually Michael was waiting on her, but today he was running late. Kayla looked over at Kian, who had her backpack slung over his shoulder. She tried to grab her bag from him, but he moved it from her grasp.
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