I nod again, biting my lip and looking down, "I don't know how to get out of it though. They're making me do it..." I sigh, "But I don't know. Something has to come up for them to cancell it."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
"Don't know," I stay standing and pacing back and fourth, "Something to stop me from working. I could always break my ankle or something," I glance down at it, "But that would be painfull."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I keep thinking, feeling as if my head was gonna explode, and stop in my tracks, "I'm clueless. Um...what would Vanessa do..." I think about my old partner, how she was always getting herself out of stuff. Nothing coming to mind, I sigh, plopping down on the side of the bed and running a hand through my hair.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I sigh, flashing a smile, before thinking of all the possibilities.
Hurting myself. Nah...dad wouldn't really give a sh*t. Running away. They would sure as hell find me. Um...refusing. I would...end up regretting that. Pregnancy. Ugh. That's only gonna happen if it gets too bad...
I lean against, him, closing my eyes for a second.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!