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Broken Dreams *3*

It was Monday late in the afternoon already, and it was raining heavily. I was standing under an umbrella waiting for a bus to take me home. Home. I wonder where thatll be when my baby arrives. I was definently at a vulnerable state. Pregnant at 17 and freezing. My lips went dry as a sight I had been longing to see was right before me.                                                                                                                                                                 Michael is that you, I asked. Ugh dumb question to ask, dumb question to ask! Duh that was him. He looked as cute as always in his football jacket and faded jeans. So dedicated to the school team as his fashion sense suggests. It didnt seem to matter that much to him that the rain was hitting his afro and his face. I finally realised why.                                                                                                                                                                       Y-Y-Youre p-p-pregnant, Stace, he stuttered. I nodded slowly and motioned to him to stand with me under the umbrella. He carried the umbrella and we stood in utter silence. That explains alot, Michael said breaking the silence. Yeah it does, I replied. Where are you off to? Michael asked playing with the handle nervously.  Home. The place where I live, I said wondering why that had to be added. Throughout the exchanging of these words, he didnt even look at me. My bus came and gently I took my umbrella from him and got in the bus. I felt a hand on mine as I got in.                                                                                                                                                                                           Im coming with you, Michael said in a soft voice that he barely used when he was at school being a senseless jock. I sat in front by a window and he sat next to me. We sat in silence and at one point, I just couldnt take it anymore. The baby is- I stopped talking when his facial expression changed. Stacey, I know. Michael said taking a deep breath. What were you doing out the house, alone and pregnant? Michael asked me. Thanks for being so concerned, I said sarcastically. Not now, Stace. he said instantly. Why do you keep saying my name? I asked and looked into his eyes. They were an amazing shade of brown. I used to tell him that everyday when we were still dating.                                                                                                                                                                            I dont know, maybe its me missing you again.Especially last night, he said looking at me directly. Last night was prom night, i said and he nodded. Did you have fun? I asked. Lots. Zora was there, too. Shes a pretty good dancer, Michael said. I smiled at the thought of Zora my good friend dancing the night away and Michael and his friends having a good time. I wish you were there, he said taking my hand in his. His hand was warm and it felt good to be that close with him again. It got me thinking, though. Where to from now?                                                                                                                                                                                     THNX 4 READING! DNT 4GET 2 VOTE! -GEENAH

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