TITLE: This Is Her Mistake
AUTHOR: AC
PAIRING: Highschool Roger/Maureen (-shiver-)
GENRE: Angst
PROMPT: Highschool Uncanon Pairing.
SUMMARY: Maureen knows she should have never been with him. She knows this so well that it hurts her, just looking at his hand entangled in hers makes her feel almost sick with herself. She knows he's not holding it because he wants to, but because he has to, and he feels tied to her now, as they must drag one another around forever.
NOTES: I am both liberated and disgusted by this piece.
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This is her mistake. She has to live with it.
Maureen knows she should have never been with him. She knows this so well that it hurts her, just looking at his hand entangled in hers makes her feel almost sick with herself. She knows he's not holding it because he wants to, but because he has to, and he feels tied to her now, as they must drag one another around forever.
Maureen doesn't want to think about forever.
Roger was the epitome of 'blunder boyfriend'. He was slick and cool, and exuded sex like it was a disease, able to sweep anyone up in his smile and his laugh. He took everything in stride, like life was one big game for him and you had to play risky to win at all.
But it was just the way that he looked at her caused her to stop- as if Maureen was a victim in an horror movie, forced to just watch him and grow found of him and love him. The question was never if he would find her attractive back.
However, was extremely doubtful. Everyone wanted to date Maureen. And if they didn't, they were ugly and blind. And Maureen said this herself, so it must have been true.
They seduced one another- kissed under the bleachers like in the movies and fucked until they heard the distant sound of a car pulling into the drive way. It was a secret, needy thing for the both of them. A highschool fling.
Their personalities smashed and fought. Roger was the fire and she was the gasoline.
And Maureen should have known this all along.
Maureen should have known that he was a mistake by the way he could control her. How when he touched her she just became liquid- pliable, smooth, and soft. She should have known that this would all catch up with her. That all of this would eventually chew her up from the inside.
What she didn't know was that she would turn out pregnant.
Maureen took a long look in the mirror with the positive test in her right hand, realizing how far and how hard she had fallen.
Yes, Roger had caused her to have a very temporary fall from grace- a crash landing into vunerablity. That was it. He was nothing deeper, she convinced herself. They would finish it, understand the mistake, and move on.
So it didn't surprise her when she had enough strength to tell her that she was pregnant, she was sorry, and that they were 'getting rid of it' and not changing her mind when he yelled and screamed like a little boy, stomping his feet and breaking her mother's vase in the process.
The fire sizzled out. Maureen had no attempt to revive the flame.
Roger forged her mom's signature on the sheet. They gave it to the lady at the front desk and she gave them a bright pink slip with a date on it and smiled a fake, strong smile.
Maureen took him behind the building and told him it was over.
He didn't understand. He still doesn't.
They call her name and she stands, pulling her hand from Roger's grip. She feels their fingers part, the warmth leave her hands into something harsh and cold. Roger doesn't try to hang on. He lets her go, and the last touch of his fingers melts her- makes her want to scream, long, and cry for him.
Maureen stands straighter as she starts forward, alone.
This is her mistake. She has to live with it.