Yes. A One-shot. I'm not continuing this. This is just mostly based on my life right now. Enjoy ~WickedWonder
“Cross your heart and hope to die?” It was what she’d always ask him before telling him a secret. It was a habit, since they were five. She was now sixteen-almost seventeen; he was seventeen.
She sat on the bench, letting the wind blow leaves past her. She smiled softly, thinking about how wonderful it would be to be so carefree, so light, so ignorant. Her grip tightened on the paper bag in her hand. She used to be carefree. Now this.
“Stephanie? Steph?” it was William, her ex-boyfriend and her best friend. She could hear the urgency in his voice as she stood, “you said there was something wrong?” She nodded, pushing her brown hair from her face.
“I have a secret,” she said quietly. William sat her down on the bench again, sitting beside her. She looked into his deep brown eyes, and hoped she was making the right choice.
“What is it?” William asked. Steph smiled ironically.
“You can’t tell anyone,” she said, “cross your heart and hope to die.” William groaned. There wasn’t any way he was going to do it, until Stephanie looked at him with a desperate, anxious look.
“Alright.” William sighed and reluctantly used his left hand to make an ‘x’ over his heart.
“William,” Stephanie said, “Will, I’m pregnant. I’m going to have a baby.”
