You two spent the rest of the araw together. "I have to go home" parang buriko sinabi standing up. "Okay" you sinabi and stood up with him. You walked him to the door and opened it. He hugged you tight not wanting to let go. You hugged him back the same way. "Bye babe" he sinabi and walked away. "Bye" you sinabi shutting the door. You walked back up stairs. You sat down on the sopa and thought about the clothes you had on. Your P.o.V Why did I have these clothes? Would my parents tell me if I was a true Soc.? You thought about if they would. I don't think they would. Is it even possible to do that? Back to normal All these thoughts ran threw your head. The door opened as you still thought about the questions. It was your mom walked to the kitchen. "Hi honey" she sinabi and smiled at you. "Hi" you mumbled. She came back into the living room and looked at you. "What's the matter?" "Nothing" you said. "Where'd you get the clothes" she sinabi and smiled. "In my closet. Which is weird cause I don't dress in these clothes. Cause I'm a greaser. Don't ya think that's weird" you said. "No not at all" your mom said. You rolled your eyes. The susunod morning you woke up to your mom sining. You walked into the kusina as she was dressed in a dress and some highheels.
Darry’s Perspective
I never got to hold her.
We had tried so hard, and when (Y/N) finally got pregnant, it was like a miracle almost.
I should have known it was too good to be true.
I felt her kick; three times. And that was it.
I talked to her all the time.
And those five precious months was all I got with her.
And so here I sit, against the pader of the kitchen, serbesa in hand.
Five months.