He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

A tear fell down my cheek as the father of my unborn child walked into view on the t.v. completely oblivious to the fact he was a soon to be dad. I felt a slight kick and gasped. It was the first of many. I couldn't help but giggle as it happened, noticing that it was when her father started talking. Only to have more tears form at the thought that she would never really know him.

"Hey, um do me a favor?" i asked the curly haired boy shyly. "What?!" "Can you, um, buy me a tampon?" [ongoing]