Don't tell me I will make it on my o w n :: one x one

[Azn_Pandahh_Cupcakes]

Ａyｄeｎ Ｒoｓs

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Hearing the beautiful pieces she was playing, he felt relaxed and calm till she hit a bad note which woke him up from his daydream of pure nothing. He just looked at her, noticing her looking him, and quickly looked down at the keys as his face grew bright red. The enthusiasm in her voice when she exclaimed that she wanted to learn the second piece, he couldn't help but smile and a slight chuckle escaped his lips. He couldn't help it and hoped it didn't offend her. He cocked his head to the side as she said ' I'm just glad that someone other than my dad has taken interest in me. Or should I say hasn't looked down on be because I'm pregnant', that pissed him off a little bit as his brows furrowed. "I don't care if you're pregnant. I feel if you're willing to have sex, you're willing to have a consequence of having a child." he said in such a friendly tone, despite him being angry. He stretched a little, letting out an overly exaggerated sigh or moan that was kind of obnoxious for him.

Smiling more, it was sort of crooked and a tad awkward but in a cute kind of way. "Really? Cool, what's her name going to be?" he asked, slipping out of his mouth as he then bit his tongue. 'Gah! I'm asking waaaaaaaaaaaaaay too many questions. Stupid nervousness.' he mently somewhat abused himself. Not really. Sighing as she got up to call her dad to pick her up and seeing that his next student should be coming in soon, noticing fell out her bag and picked it up. He was about to close it then saw something written in it, having today's date in it. Beginning to read it, surprised he was mentioned in it having his smile reappear on his face. Then closed it once he finished and stood up, walking towards the door towards the way to hopefully what he thought she went, but stopped as he got curious on what else she wrote inside. He opened it and flipped to a random page and began to read it.

[Satomi Hayashi]

⊱ e m e l i e • h a r p e r • c o l l i n s

I can see it in your eyes. . .
xxxxxxxxxxThat you're so sure. . .
Please don't tell me. . .
xxxxxxxThat I'm the only one that's vulnerable. . .

Song || Outfit

Emelie looked at Ayden, no matter how soft, how kind his voice was she could tell he was irritated. With her? She didn't know, she hadn't done anything had she? Emelie looked down "I knew what could have happened if Sam and I had sex, we used a condom too. The condom tore and that's how I got pregnant" she told him "I don't regret it at all, it's just every other adult besides you and dad, the other kids who call me a slut when they think I can't hear. The way they look at me, like they're disappointed." she explained. She looked at him as he asked yet another question, true, he was asking a lot of them but it didn't bother her at all. Emelie smiled a bit "I haven't decided yet, Sam had a few names picked out that he liked. Maybe I'll choose one of those.." she said softly. After disappearing to the bathroom she sat on the counter with her head leaned back against the wall. She just needed a few moments to rest. The journal page that Ayden was reading was an older one, one that was close to right after Sams death.

Sunday February 13, 2011

You promised you'd never make me cry, you promised you'd never hurt me. The way you did, the way you broke your promises is far worse than anything in the world. Why did you have to go Sam? Why? God, why didn't you take me instead? Sam didn't deserve to go, he didn't deserve to die why didn't you take me? I sit here, looking at the kitchen knife that lays before me, I want to pick it up. I want to pick it up and take my own life, shed my own blood then just maybe Sam and I could be together again. But I can't, I just can't. New life is growing inside me, the only little living piece of Sam I have left, so therefore, I can't take the knife on myself, not today. Not yet. Tomorrow is Valentine's Day the first one in a while that I have spent alone, even though he's gone, I'll still get him something. Even though dad is in the rough, even though we're poor. I'll get him something, roses? A stuffed bear? I'll do whatever it takes. I still love him.

Emelie let out a deep sigh, she went into one of the stalls and used the restroom quickly. After washing her hands when she was finished, she splashed cold water onto her face and then patted it dry with a paper towel careful not to ruin her makeup. She stretched her back to pop it as she slowly returned back to the studio. She took out her cellphone not noticing that Ayden was reading her journal she made a phone call to one of her ex best friends. Two rings, exactly like its always been before her friend picked up the phone "Hello?" asked a voice from the other end. Emelie gave out a small sigh of relief "Hey Madison, it's me Emelie. Can you come pick me up and take me home? Dad forgot about me and got drunk.." she said with a small sigh of irritation. There was a long pause from the other end "Sorry, ever since you have that little problem growing inside you my mom doesn't want me to hang around you anymore." Click. She had hung up on Emelie, little problem? Is that what Emelie's baby was now? A little problem? Emelie clenched onto her cellphone in her hand and looked down. All her friends had left her once finding out, even Sam had left her. Even if he didn't want to, even if it wasn't his fault. He had still left her.

She felt alone in this world, her dad would always do what he could to help take care of her and the baby. But Emelie had to face it, her father was poor and wouldn't be able to do much. She stared out the window, she would have to walk home. It took a bit over an hour by car so, how long would it take on foot? She wouldn't think about that, she couldn't. With a sigh she turned looking down at the ground as she walked back over to the piano to put her things in her purse and say her goodbyes to Ayden.

OutOfCookies ;;

[Azn_Pandahh_Cupcakes]

Ａyｄeｎ Ｒoｓs

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He smiled as he heard that they used a condom, least she was having protected sex right? He only shrugged to himself as he looked her talking about Sam and baby names. First time he wasn't really paying attention to someone talking. He wondered why was that happening to him but couldn't figure out the question why. Once she left to go somewhere, seeing the page she had written made on February 13th, his heart dropped from its normal place down to the floor and burned in hell then quickly closed it when he heard the door opened, then overheard her conversation with her friend. Thinking quickly "H-hey....maybe I can drive you home, possibly if that's alright with you?" he asked in such a formal yet sweet voice. He also handed her journal to her as his piano to began to buzz. He walked over and picked it up, it was his sluttly receptionist again trying to ask him out on a date so she could "help Ayden have something he hasn't had" before. He growled to himself and faced away from Emelie.


After about a few minutes of telling her no, he finally said, "I'll have sex with you when we all die in twenty tweleve!" he yelled at the phone before hung up on her and threw his phone to the other side of the room. He walked back over to her, his vein in his neck still buldging out and rolling up his sleeves. He looked at Emelie, "So can I take you home, Miss Emelie?" he asked again, his voice sweet and charming like before the phone call. He hated sluts, like his receptionist Jessica, and hookers and strippers. He hated how they just they just show off their selves or whatever just for sex. It irritated him, especially strippers, selling off their bodies just for cash, made him disgusted. He shook his head removing his thoughts from his mind.