UGH I TOOK HALF OF MY MEDS ON A EMPTY STOMACHE AND IT GHAVE ME A BLOODY HEADACH. DAMN THOUGHS MEDS OF MINE. SO IM SORRY IS THIS MAKES NOSENCE BUT HERE WE GO.
"come on drea i'm doing all the work." Travis panted.
"well maybe if i could feel you i could help out but your fucking dicks a half of a pinky finger!!" I shout not even wanting to be under him. Or him be in me. Not like i could feel him.
Right when i said that he shut up and keep going till he was done. He rolled off me leaving me unsatisfied. I rolled my eyes and got up puting on my cloths and walking out of his room and into the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and cried.
All i could think about was parson and how when we woke up that morin in joches bed with no cloths on. He was frantic. All i could do was look at him with a shocked face. He would look at me then look at my body then cuss under his breath like it was a mistake......and that why i havent told him im pregnat. totaly and crazyly pregnat with the boy i cant even pretand not to likes baby.
And he thinks what we did was a mastake a misable mistake. Tears rolled down my cheeks my eyes were blurry and i could help but feel uber depressed. I loked at the hair cuttinbg siccors on his shelf and reached but pulled back i hadnt done it in a while....and i realy want to...... scratch that need to, But i cant. I took a deep breath steped out the bathroom told travis it was over went home and went into my bathroom.
"Dude come on. Just talk to her we all know you want to." Joch said as he looked at me intensely. I looked over to everyone else. randy, martin and kayla. She was snugled into martins side like a baby on her mother. and his gase was on her. So lovingly. They loved eachother and i knew it. very well.
The door swang open and andrea cam in flushed. her blond hair tosled and her eyes socked with tears. her mouththat was usauly plump an smooth was now dry and brittle. Her coat was half way off and her mascara was every were.
It might sound weird but she still looked gorgeous. she looked over at me a forced smile came on her face and she then ran up to her room.
I stood up and looked at everyone they looked at me and nodded i did a thumbs up and ran to her room nocking on it hard.
I took out my knife and put it to my forearm. Tears started to go down my cheeks falling and falling till they socked my shirt. And i did it i cut myself. And the pain felt good. I got up cut myself again washed the knife put it in my draw with my pregnatcy test and went out of the bathroom to see parson standing there looking at my arm then looking at me.
"weres the knife." He said slowly. and i looked away.\
"Weres the knife." He asked again.
"were the fuck is the knife anny!!!!" He said using his nick name from me. I looked at him tears rolling down my cheeks and onto my shirt. he had to find out sooner or later.
"In the draw in my bathroom." I said walking over to the bed falling on it and going into a ball and shaking with sobs. He came out pregnatcy test in hand and looked at me with serious eyes. He droped it and ran over to me picking me up and siting me on his lap.
I sobed into him cluching onto his shirt. As he soothed me by rubbig my back.