Woah! It's been a long time since I last wrote a story. I've missed this site and well I decided to write this although I don't know if I should continue with or leave it as a one-shot.
Ally looked at it surprised and happy. She couldn't wait to tell Austin.
Ring! Ring!
Picking her phone up, she sees that it's a private number but answers it anyways.
"Hello." She says in a low voice.
"Hi! I was just calling to let you know that my boyfriend just asked for my hand and that he is going to marry me, because you were always the other woman!"
Recognizing the voice, Ally lets out a scoff, "And who says that I'm going to stop being the other one. At the end of the day he'll be coming back to me. Because although we want it or not, we both share the same man. You're the girlfriend, the maidenlike material. And I will always be the nameless lover. I know you are going to marry him, that you finally caught him. But let me tell you one thing. Even though he's going to live with you, he will always be mine. I guess we will have to share. You can stay with your wedding dress but I'll take the bed. You can stay with your wedding party, I'll take the flame of passion. What do you say? Should we close this deal?
"Whatever Ally, like he doesn't even love you otherewise he would've asked for your hand and not mine!"
"Please Brooke! Everybody knows he's only marrying you because you need help."
"That's not true!"
"Whatever. Believe what you want."
"Look Ally I just called because now that Austin is going to marry me I want you to stay out of our marriage. So that we can live happily with you out of our lives! I didn't call to make a deal with you!"
"Okay but I'm just going to let you know one thing. While you stay at home washing his clothes being the nice wife you're going to be. He's going to be here at my house and I'll be taking them off."
"Stay away from my Austin! Okay!"
The lines goes dead.
No matter how strong and tough Ally tried to be she couldn't help but feel her heart breaking into a million pieces. Her eyes filled with tears begging to fall. And finally, not being able to keep them in, she let them fall. She slide down the wall and curled up on a ball, crying. Crying because Austin will never be hers. Crying because she knows she should get over him. Crying because she knew she couldn't because she was going to be the mother of their soon to be born child. Crying because he wasn't even aware of it.
What do you think? Should I continue it or just leave it at that?
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