Blame It On Cupid 23

Sorry i havent been on.
But i am noowww!!
ENJOOOY & DONT 4GET MUH RULLES.

Trevor's POV
   Trevor looked at a sleeping redhead on the hospital bed with her green eyes closed and tubes connected to her wrist. Her face looked pale, she had shadows under her eyes, a permanent scar on her left cheek and he thought she could never looked more beautiful.
   Sitting on the chair next to her bed, he held her right hand. Lifting it up to his lips, he kissed each knuckly. His gaze landed on her stomach and he thought he might burst into tears then and there. My baby is gone, he thought, the baby i didn't want, the on Roxy already loved, is gone.
   He pictured what the baby would have looked like. A baby girl that looked like a miniature Roxanne or a little boy that looked like a miniature Trevor. What have i done? I wonder how she must feel. Stressed & confused & broken up, that's what.
   Trever remembered the time they met, it was at Ohio, there hometonw. He was 18, beginning of Senior year and Roxy was 17, beggining of Junior year. Trevor was planning to lose his virginity and him and the guys found an abandoned cabin in the woods by a river over the summer.
   Trevor took the girl there, her name was Holly Brite and like all stories you've read, she was of course a cheerleader.
   "So this is yours?" Holly asked when they were standing in front of the cabin.
   "Oh yeah." He pulled her in and right when the door closed they fell on the old couch making out, him on top of her. He slipped his hand under her shirt and gripped her right breast, she moaned and he quickly sprang into action.
   Then a gasp and a thud came from the front door. Trevor and Holly stopped and looked at the front door. A girl with redhair and green eyes that was shining through her glasses. Books were on the floor and she was wearing a long brown skirt all the way to her ankles and with fli flops and a white tanktop.
   "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...i mean...uh. This is my family's cabin, and uh..." the girl spoke with a squeky voice and she looked scared as hell. Trevor stood up and sat on the couch.
   "This is your cabin?" Trevor asked her. "This is your cabin?" Holly asked her. "What the heck? You lied to me. I am like so out of here." Holly straightned her shirt and left without another word.
   Silence came and Trevor stared at the girl. "I'm sorry, i thought it was abandoned. I didn't mean to break it."
   The girl nodded and she said, "It's okay, i'll just leave." She bent down to pick up her books and he noticed her hands were shaking. When all was taken, she stood up, gave a nod and opened the door when suddenly she shrieked and dissapeared.
   She had triped on her long skirt and had landed on the soft ground.  
   Trevor ran to her and knelt by her side. "Oh, my god. Are you okay?"
   Out of no where she started laughing and then he started laughing. Then the first date came, hugs, the first kiss, graduation, separation, saying i love you, making love, making a baby, accidents, shed tears, and broken hearts.
   He looked at the girl now, 2 years later. She was beautiful, his one and only. And he had hurt her, physically and emotionally.
   He leaned forward and kissed her cheek. It was cold. She moved in her sleep and her eyes opened slowly. "Hello, beautiful." he said. Roxanne stared at him then looked away. "Hi," she whispered.
   "I'm going to get food. DO you want something?" he asked. "Coffee, please." she whispered again. He nodded and left the room. When he came back, she was asleep again. He lay the coffe on the side table along with a medium pizza and he stared at her then kissed her lips.
   With a gasp, she woke up. He took a step back and looked at her. Color returned to her face. He reached over and touched her cheek and it was warm. He couldnt help it, he leaned down and kissed her again. This time with feeling and love. She responded for only a second before she pulled away and tears gushed out of her eyes.

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