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CHAPTER ONE: BACK TO DECEMBER

December 26, 2010

New York City, New York

The crisp wind rouged my cheeks and whipped my scarf around my shoulders. He looked down at his boots as the fierce breeze reddened his ears. I could feel the sadness coming off of him, rolling off his strong shoulders and flowing over my heart.

"I'm sorry." I yelled into the gale around us, trying to be heard over the ferry engine.

"No, you're not." He said, looking up with shining eyes. I knew how this would hurt him, but I had to do it. And that hurt me too.

"I never meant to hurt you. You're the sweetest man I've ever known." I felt my own eyes filling with tears. "Please, don't hate me." My voice cracked on 'please'. I reached for his face with a mitted hand. He pushed it away.

"Stay away from me. I never want to see you again!"

I started crying. He grabbed me around the waist with one of his arms and held my face with the other. He gave me a desperate sloppy kiss. The kind of kiss that had made me fall in love with him. I tried to enjoy it, because I knew it was the last one, but I couldn't stop crying. He brought his other hand to my face, pulling away. 'Yeah, that was the last one,' I thought, crying even harder.

"I never want to see you again."

His clear blue eyes told me he was telling the truth. The tears falling down his cheeks told me that it wasn't what he wanted. It wasn't what I wanted either.

"Bryan," I whispered, trying to put my arms around his waist but he pulled away. He kissed my cheek one last time and headed for the ramp to the dock. I collapsed onto the railing of the boat crying, feeling a familiar roil in my stomach. I threw up over the side of the boat, but it didn't surprise me.

I was pregnant.

A/N: When will Punk show up! No one knows! (but probably next chapter)