This is the first story I've ever written, I wrote it over the summer of last year and my writing skills have grown immensely. Although this is my first story I've wrote, I have published other stories on here and am currently working on one. Under the high school section, I have the One or the Other, which is a current project; Hayden's Story; and GAvin's Got Game. Under the college section, I have The After Party. The latter three stories all contain sexual content.
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When I got to the park, Tommy explained why Jay had broke up with him. Jay told Tommy that he knew that Tommy was in love with me and that as long as he was still in love with me their relationship wouldn't go any farther. I felt bad that I was the main reason why they broke up.
"What am I going to do Shawn?" Tommy asked. He had tears in his eyes.
"I don't know Tommy." We sat in pure silence. The wind wasn't even blowing. "I spent the night at Blake's."
"What does that have to do with this?"
"Blake's dad told me that when you're in love with someone, never give up on them. Put your wants before anyone else's when it comes to love." He actually said happiness but love was good enough."
"But...we've given up on each other quite a few times. Does that mean that we're not in love?" I could see a hint of fear in his eyes
"Yeah. But Blake's mom said that when Blake's dad kissed her, it was the best kiss she's ever had. And when I look back our first kiss was the best I've ever had."
"Same here. So we're in love and not in love?" I could tell he was confused.
"I guess so." Nothing else was said. Him and I sat there, thinking. God I hated this feeling. After all these months I've wanted Tommy back in my life the way he was when we first met, but now I don't know if I wanted him because I love him, or because I couldn't have him. Only if I didn't talk to Blake's parents. I would be kissing Tommy right now. But then if what they say is true, maybe they're saving me from losing a good friend.
"I want to wait." Tommy said after about 30 minutes.
"Huh?"
"Let's see what happens between us now that we're both single. Maybe we'll see if we're meant for each other."
I guess this'll do. "Sure. But I need you to do something for me."
"What's that?"
"Ask Jay if you and a couple friends can use his cabin this spring break. If he asks how many, tell him you'll get back to him on that."
Tommy smiled. "Sure thing." He got up and was about to walk away. "You know, I've always loved our private talks. They keep me level headed."
"Yeah. And since your head is sooo big, it's hard to keep you level headed."
He flipped me off. "I'll see you later. We're all coming over today." He started to walk away.
"Who invited you guys?" He was pretty far away so I didn't know if he could hear me or not.
"Me!" He shouted back. I faintly heard him laugh after that. I hope things go could between him and I because I think I really do love him.
I got home near three and found Jen downstairs watching TV. Her tummy was sticking out a lot more than it was a while back. "So, what're your plans for spring break?" Jen asked as I plopped down beside her.
"WE are all going camping."
"I'M staying here."
"But..."
"No buts. Pregnant plus woods equals hell no. I don't want to go into labor in the middle of nowhere and let a bunch of creepy little animals see my vagina."
"Please, don't say that word." I sorta actually have a minor fear of vaginas. They just look so weird and icky. I don't know how some guys find those...deformed assholes sexy.
"What word?"
"That V word."
"Vagina?"
"Yeah. That one. It creeps me out."
A smile swept across her face. "What's wrong with VAGINA!"
I shudder. "Stop!"
"Stop, VAGINA, what, VAGINA?" She could see that just the word bothered me. I got up and ran up the stairs. She was laughing.
"I hate you."
"Love you too bro-bro." She started snacking on her chips and watching TV again. I continued up the stairs and went to my room to take a nap. When I closed my eyes, the image that immediately popped up was what I walked into this morning. I opened my eyes and tried to clear my head. When I closed my eyes once again, it came back. It went on like that for a few more times until I gave up and went downstairs to find something to eat.
"Shawn, you guys are out of snacks!" Jen yelled from the couch.
"I wonder why?!" I shouted back. "Where's Mom and Amy at?"
"I'm pregnant, bitch! I need all the snack food I can get my hands on! And they went to the store to buy some more snacks!"
I looked through the cabinets and found a bag of Flaming Hot Cheetohs on the top shelf. I climbed onto the counter and got them out. I went back to the living room and sat across from Jen and ate the chips or whatever you want to say they are since they're not in a chip form.
Just stuck her hand out. "Gimme some."
I gripped the bag harder. "These are mine. You've reached your limit for the day."
"No. I haven't. Now gimme the bag bitch." I could tell she really wanted them.
"Come and get em." I shook the bag in the air and taunted her. Since she's around 6 months pregnant, it's becoming a challenge for her to get up and down.
"You're going to with you never said that boy!" She somewhat struggled getting up. I started to laugh. I know it's mean buy normally Jen doesn't want anything unhealthy. Now that she's pregnant she'll go to any extreme to get anything.
Sadly, for me, she got up and came across the room. I went into the fetal position and held the bag out for her to take. She's also become more violent since she's become pregnant. She snatched the bag out of my hand and sorta waddled back to her indention in the couch.
Once she shoved a few in her mouth, she realized they were the Flaming Hot kind. "You little fucker!" She got up in record speed and ran to the kitchen to get a drink. This time I busted out in laughter. I was laughing so hard that I started to cry.
When she came back she flipped me off and threw that bag of Cheetohs at me. Thankfully the bag only smacked me in the face and split all over me instead of all over the floor.
"Nest time you do that shit, I'll use your bed to give birth in. Make you use those blankets too." She looked a little pissed but she knew I was playing with her.
"Next time you'll look at the label instead of just shoving it in your face."
She was about to respond, but Mom and Amy came in with arm loads of food. I was guessing that half of that was for the coming home party for my dad. "Could you get the last few bags, Shawn? And Jen, could you help me and Amy put these things away. You should know where they go since you're the one who got them out these past few days."
Jen smiled. "I sure will, Mom...I mean...Mrs. Washington." This was the first time in history that Jen has ever called my mom anything but Mrs. Washington.
I could see a tear forming in my mom's eye. "If you want to you can call me mom. Technically you are my daughter now." I could see a tear forming in Jen's eye now. Next thing I know, Jen and Mom are hugging and crying on each other. Before it got to girly in there, I went out to the car to get the last few bags. When I returned Mom, Amy, and Jen were putting the groceries away. Jen and Mom still had tears in their eyes and smiles on their faces.
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There are two chapters that were written by a friend of mine and I will tell you if when the chapter is written by her. Please DO NOT contact me and tell me how different those chapters are from the rest of the story and they are written completely differently. If you do I will most likely insult you. :D