Sundown Colors
Manny's unborn baby leads her to a lonely life
But still being the crush of JT, might change that
Contains; Romance, Drama
Main Characters; Manny, Emma, J.T., Craig
Chapter One; Tears Of Choice
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Everything has been so different lately. So blurry and scary. When I told Craig I was pregnant, he took it well. He told me everything would be okay, that we could have a happy humble family. I did think about Craig and I raising a little boy or girl, but then I thought, I'm a fourteen-year-old pregnant teen. I'm not ready for this, no matter how much I want it. I told Craig I was thinking about an abortion. He didn't take that well. In the process, Emma and I became friends again. I think that's what you can call us. I know Craig is still furious with my decision but it's my choice. I still think about hurting it, the baby I mean. I'm practically murdering someone who hasn't even enjoyed the greatest gift, life. But it's over it's done. It's been until that day I haven't been in school, Thursday. Now it's Wednesday and I'm lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, and waiting for tomorrow.
"It's going to be weird being at school again, huh?" Emma asks on the other end of the phone. I swallow and nod.
"Yeah, weird," I say a little scared. "Craig probably hates me now," I say looking out my window at the dying sun. It's peaking over my window with its orange and cranberry juice colors running down my floors and walls. It stings my eyes with its bright rays but it's so beautiful I barely notice.
"Manny, Craig doesn't hate you. He's just upset," Emma assures me. I turn back to the ceiling. "He has no reason to hate you," she adds.
"I took his own baby away, Em," I say. "His dad passed away and all he wanted was to give that baby a dad and I ruined that for him," I defend him. I feel guilty for what I did. It's true; I knew that was what Craig wanted, the life he never had. A mom and a dad.
"Manny, don't bring yourself down like this," she comforts me. "You're not ready for a baby, and neither is Craig. Not now," she states. I don't know what to think. I don't even know me anymore. I never thought this would happen. Ever. "Okay?" she finally says. I nod to myself.
"Okay, thanks, Em," I say in gratitude.
"You be good now," she chuckles. I smile.
"Bye," I click the 'off' button and sit the phone on my nightstand. I lie on my side and continue looking out the window. The sun is so pretty. I wonder what would have changed if I did have the baby. Would the baby like the sun like I did? Have hazel eyes like Craig does? It doesn't matter anymore. I'm alone and confused.
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I look at myself in the mirror. I've chosen to cover up my stomach, I don't know why. I'm wearing my white tee that is overlapped with my baby blue cotton jacket. I have on my tight baby blue jeans and my tall white shoes. I put in my Silver Star earrings and reapply my lip-gloss. I look up and grab my baby blue hate that I tilt to the side. I look in the mirror. I sigh. This is it.
+ - + - +
I walk closer and closer to the school. My head is down and I grip onto my binder. Finally, I hear someone call my name. I look over to my right. Here comes J.T. I grin.
"Hey, J.T.," I beam. He's smiling too. "How have you been," I say squinting my eyes at the sun. We walk slowly.
"Me? How about you?" he asks. I know he knows about Craig and me, everyone does, I bring my eyes to the ground. "Not so good?" he asks. I look up at him.
"No, not really," I confess. We're not smiling anymore. "I'm not the happiest person these days," I say looking ahead as the stairs leading up to the school start to form from around the bushes.
"Is there anything I can do?" J.T. asks concerned. I sigh.
"Just," I pause. I look over at him and he looks back. "Just be there for me, okay?" I ask. He nods seriously.
"Okay," he says. I smile and he smiles too.
"Hey guys," Emma approaches us. I look over at her.
"Hey, Em," I say. She looks over at J.T.
"Can we talk for a second?" Emma asks.
"What did I do now?" J.T. asks.
"I meant talk to Manny, not you," Emma says. J.T. nods. He looks at me before walking away.
"See ya in homeroom," he says smiling. He walks away quickly. I smile and look over at Emma.
"Such a dork," Emma laughs. I laugh too. "Well I'm happy you're over the Craig thing," Emma says. I look over at her.
"I'm not exactly over him, Emma. I still have something there for him and I know he has something there for me," I say. We stop. She looks at me in a serious way. I bite the inside of my lip.
"You're not serious, are you?" she asks. "Even after he blew up on you?" Emma asks. Yeah, he did yell at me for the decision I made. But he was upset. "Why aren't you seeing this the way I am," Emma says. I become confused.
"What way are you seeing this?" I ask a little scared of the answer.
"Nothing," she says starting to walk away. I grab her arm.
"What way? You said it yourself, Em, he was upset," I say. She looks around and then back at me.
"Well of course he was upset, but you're thinking about everything the wrong way!" Emma persists. I shake my head.
"Em, I don't know what I'm thinking! I'm so confused right now!" I say. "So please tell me what's the right way, Emma? Because I'm dying to know," I argue.
"Look what he's done to you, Manny," Emma brings up. I shake my head. "After this you're going to go crawling back?" Emma says.
"I thought you were going to be here to support me, Emma. Not tell me how stupid I am," I say angrily.
"I'm here to tell you the truth and the truth is you both messed up and you're better off by yourself, Manny," Emma says mildly yelling. I try not to cry.
"Yeah, I messed up, Okay? You don't have to make me feel worse," with that I walk away. I see a few people look in my direction. I wipe my eyes quickly before starting up the stairs. Entering the door, I find Paige, Spinner, and Ashley. Paige stops talking and everyone looks over at me. Ashley's smile has turned into pursed lips and Paige seems worried. Ashley stares at me as she starts to talk.
"Keep Spinner close, Paige," Ashley says walking through the glass doors. Spinner and Paige look at me. My eyes shift. I hurry past the two and into the doors. The two don't say anything. I see Ashley walking alone down the halls. I push through everyone and hurry after her.
"Ashley!" I call. She turns around and looks at me. I stop in front of her and she folds her arms. "Why are you doing this?" I ask in a mere whisper. Ashley stares at me evilly.
"Doing what?" she asks.
"You know what. Ruining my life for me," I say. Her eyebrows rise. "Okay, I'm sorry about Craig. I really am. Just don't make this harder than it already is," I say.
"Look, it isn't my fault that you got pregnant by the idiot but if you believed for a second that Craig would actually be a responsible person, and choose someone, you deserved what you got," Ashley snaps. I don't know what to say. People are staring and whispering. I shift my wet eyes around the halls before Ashley stomps off. The bell stirs me and I jump from my skin. I close my eyes and try to release the stress. People start scurrying to their homeroom classes as I stand in the center of the halls. After a minute I open my eyes. The halls have started to become quieter and more people have gone. I swallow hard and begin walking to Mr. Simpson's.
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"Manny," Mr. Simpson says as I enter the classroom. I look up at him. He smiles. "Happy to have you back," he happily greets. I manage to smile. I turn from him and start to walk to the back of the classroom. I pass Emma who is sitting in the front row. I know everyone's eyes are stuck on me and for once it's not because of what I'm wearing. I look up and find myself about to sit next to J.T. who smiles dorkishly. I smile back and take my seat. The second bell rings but I'm not as nervous. Somehow I don't feel so scared. Half way through the lesson I pull out my notebook. The hot pink one with glitter and stars thrown everywhere. I silently open it up and find myself a blank page. I take out my plain yellow pencil and begin.
Dear Craig,
I know what has happened, has happened so fast. We both thought this would never happen and then we were happy that it did. Yes, I was happy. But look at me Craig, I'm 14, you're 15, we shouldn't be in this situation. I know you're still upset and I am too but it's over. I did what I had to do. It was my choice and I may regret it but I did it. So you can hate me if you want, but I can't hate you, because I still have feelings for you, Craig. I'm not sure how you feel but I do still want to be with you and I know we can make it work. Please answer to this, talk to me Craig. I miss you.
I look over at J.T. who seems to reading my note. He brings his eyes back to mine. We look at each other for a moment. "Is it good?" I ask. I see something in his eyes, like he's scared. I wait for an answer but he just looks at me. Then finally he nods and looks at his hands. He looks back up at me still nodding.
"Yeah, yeah, it's-it's good, it's, uh, it's fine," He says staring back at his hands. I smile at him then turn back to my note. I turn to my left. Mr. Simpson kneels down at my side. I put my pencil down and listen.
"How are you doing?" he asks. I look down at my paper. I know what has happened, has happened so fast. I look back at Mr. Simpson.
"I'm okay," I say honestly. He nods.
"Because I heard, ya know, from Emma and Spike," Mr. Simpson's voice trails off as his head tilts from side to side. I look back at my paper and wrinkle my forehead.
"Yeah," I clear my throat, "yeah, I'm doing fine," I say. He nods.
"But, you know, it's nothing to be ashamed of and ya know, accidents happen," he continues.
"Yeah, I know, Mr. S. I just," I take a breath, "I just don't need this right now, o-okay?" I tell him. He looks at me for a second and then nods.
"Okay," he says. He stands up and looks down at me. "But if you need anything, just ask, all right?" he says still whispering. I nod as we walks away. I look back down, at the gray words. I peak over at J.T. who doodles something on a spare paper next to his 'so-called' notes. I look back over at mine. I sigh and read it over. I pick up my pencil and finish it.
Love,
Manny
A/N: Yeah, it isn't a Craig + Manny deal, sorry if you're into that. But I think it's good for people who r into the whole JT + Manny thing. My brother begged me to write a story about JT so here it is. I dedicate it to him!
Manny's unborn baby leads her to a lonely life
But still being the crush of JT, might change that
Contains; Romance, Drama
Main Characters; Manny, Emma, J.T., Craig
Chapter One; Tears Of Choice
+ - + - +
Everything has been so different lately. So blurry and scary. When I told Craig I was pregnant, he took it well. He told me everything would be okay, that we could have a happy humble family. I did think about Craig and I raising a little boy or girl, but then I thought, I'm a fourteen-year-old pregnant teen. I'm not ready for this, no matter how much I want it. I told Craig I was thinking about an abortion. He didn't take that well. In the process, Emma and I became friends again. I think that's what you can call us. I know Craig is still furious with my decision but it's my choice. I still think about hurting it, the baby I mean. I'm practically murdering someone who hasn't even enjoyed the greatest gift, life. But it's over it's done. It's been until that day I haven't been in school, Thursday. Now it's Wednesday and I'm lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, and waiting for tomorrow.
"It's going to be weird being at school again, huh?" Emma asks on the other end of the phone. I swallow and nod.
"Yeah, weird," I say a little scared. "Craig probably hates me now," I say looking out my window at the dying sun. It's peaking over my window with its orange and cranberry juice colors running down my floors and walls. It stings my eyes with its bright rays but it's so beautiful I barely notice.
"Manny, Craig doesn't hate you. He's just upset," Emma assures me. I turn back to the ceiling. "He has no reason to hate you," she adds.
"I took his own baby away, Em," I say. "His dad passed away and all he wanted was to give that baby a dad and I ruined that for him," I defend him. I feel guilty for what I did. It's true; I knew that was what Craig wanted, the life he never had. A mom and a dad.
"Manny, don't bring yourself down like this," she comforts me. "You're not ready for a baby, and neither is Craig. Not now," she states. I don't know what to think. I don't even know me anymore. I never thought this would happen. Ever. "Okay?" she finally says. I nod to myself.
"Okay, thanks, Em," I say in gratitude.
"You be good now," she chuckles. I smile.
"Bye," I click the 'off' button and sit the phone on my nightstand. I lie on my side and continue looking out the window. The sun is so pretty. I wonder what would have changed if I did have the baby. Would the baby like the sun like I did? Have hazel eyes like Craig does? It doesn't matter anymore. I'm alone and confused.
+ - + - +
I look at myself in the mirror. I've chosen to cover up my stomach, I don't know why. I'm wearing my white tee that is overlapped with my baby blue cotton jacket. I have on my tight baby blue jeans and my tall white shoes. I put in my Silver Star earrings and reapply my lip-gloss. I look up and grab my baby blue hate that I tilt to the side. I look in the mirror. I sigh. This is it.
+ - + - +
I walk closer and closer to the school. My head is down and I grip onto my binder. Finally, I hear someone call my name. I look over to my right. Here comes J.T. I grin.
"Hey, J.T.," I beam. He's smiling too. "How have you been," I say squinting my eyes at the sun. We walk slowly.
"Me? How about you?" he asks. I know he knows about Craig and me, everyone does, I bring my eyes to the ground. "Not so good?" he asks. I look up at him.
"No, not really," I confess. We're not smiling anymore. "I'm not the happiest person these days," I say looking ahead as the stairs leading up to the school start to form from around the bushes.
"Is there anything I can do?" J.T. asks concerned. I sigh.
"Just," I pause. I look over at him and he looks back. "Just be there for me, okay?" I ask. He nods seriously.
"Okay," he says. I smile and he smiles too.
"Hey guys," Emma approaches us. I look over at her.
"Hey, Em," I say. She looks over at J.T.
"Can we talk for a second?" Emma asks.
"What did I do now?" J.T. asks.
"I meant talk to Manny, not you," Emma says. J.T. nods. He looks at me before walking away.
"See ya in homeroom," he says smiling. He walks away quickly. I smile and look over at Emma.
"Such a dork," Emma laughs. I laugh too. "Well I'm happy you're over the Craig thing," Emma says. I look over at her.
"I'm not exactly over him, Emma. I still have something there for him and I know he has something there for me," I say. We stop. She looks at me in a serious way. I bite the inside of my lip.
"You're not serious, are you?" she asks. "Even after he blew up on you?" Emma asks. Yeah, he did yell at me for the decision I made. But he was upset. "Why aren't you seeing this the way I am," Emma says. I become confused.
"What way are you seeing this?" I ask a little scared of the answer.
"Nothing," she says starting to walk away. I grab her arm.
"What way? You said it yourself, Em, he was upset," I say. She looks around and then back at me.
"Well of course he was upset, but you're thinking about everything the wrong way!" Emma persists. I shake my head.
"Em, I don't know what I'm thinking! I'm so confused right now!" I say. "So please tell me what's the right way, Emma? Because I'm dying to know," I argue.
"Look what he's done to you, Manny," Emma brings up. I shake my head. "After this you're going to go crawling back?" Emma says.
"I thought you were going to be here to support me, Emma. Not tell me how stupid I am," I say angrily.
"I'm here to tell you the truth and the truth is you both messed up and you're better off by yourself, Manny," Emma says mildly yelling. I try not to cry.
"Yeah, I messed up, Okay? You don't have to make me feel worse," with that I walk away. I see a few people look in my direction. I wipe my eyes quickly before starting up the stairs. Entering the door, I find Paige, Spinner, and Ashley. Paige stops talking and everyone looks over at me. Ashley's smile has turned into pursed lips and Paige seems worried. Ashley stares at me as she starts to talk.
"Keep Spinner close, Paige," Ashley says walking through the glass doors. Spinner and Paige look at me. My eyes shift. I hurry past the two and into the doors. The two don't say anything. I see Ashley walking alone down the halls. I push through everyone and hurry after her.
"Ashley!" I call. She turns around and looks at me. I stop in front of her and she folds her arms. "Why are you doing this?" I ask in a mere whisper. Ashley stares at me evilly.
"Doing what?" she asks.
"You know what. Ruining my life for me," I say. Her eyebrows rise. "Okay, I'm sorry about Craig. I really am. Just don't make this harder than it already is," I say.
"Look, it isn't my fault that you got pregnant by the idiot but if you believed for a second that Craig would actually be a responsible person, and choose someone, you deserved what you got," Ashley snaps. I don't know what to say. People are staring and whispering. I shift my wet eyes around the halls before Ashley stomps off. The bell stirs me and I jump from my skin. I close my eyes and try to release the stress. People start scurrying to their homeroom classes as I stand in the center of the halls. After a minute I open my eyes. The halls have started to become quieter and more people have gone. I swallow hard and begin walking to Mr. Simpson's.
+ - + - +
"Manny," Mr. Simpson says as I enter the classroom. I look up at him. He smiles. "Happy to have you back," he happily greets. I manage to smile. I turn from him and start to walk to the back of the classroom. I pass Emma who is sitting in the front row. I know everyone's eyes are stuck on me and for once it's not because of what I'm wearing. I look up and find myself about to sit next to J.T. who smiles dorkishly. I smile back and take my seat. The second bell rings but I'm not as nervous. Somehow I don't feel so scared. Half way through the lesson I pull out my notebook. The hot pink one with glitter and stars thrown everywhere. I silently open it up and find myself a blank page. I take out my plain yellow pencil and begin.
Dear Craig,
I know what has happened, has happened so fast. We both thought this would never happen and then we were happy that it did. Yes, I was happy. But look at me Craig, I'm 14, you're 15, we shouldn't be in this situation. I know you're still upset and I am too but it's over. I did what I had to do. It was my choice and I may regret it but I did it. So you can hate me if you want, but I can't hate you, because I still have feelings for you, Craig. I'm not sure how you feel but I do still want to be with you and I know we can make it work. Please answer to this, talk to me Craig. I miss you.
I look over at J.T. who seems to reading my note. He brings his eyes back to mine. We look at each other for a moment. "Is it good?" I ask. I see something in his eyes, like he's scared. I wait for an answer but he just looks at me. Then finally he nods and looks at his hands. He looks back up at me still nodding.
"Yeah, yeah, it's-it's good, it's, uh, it's fine," He says staring back at his hands. I smile at him then turn back to my note. I turn to my left. Mr. Simpson kneels down at my side. I put my pencil down and listen.
"How are you doing?" he asks. I look down at my paper. I know what has happened, has happened so fast. I look back at Mr. Simpson.
"I'm okay," I say honestly. He nods.
"Because I heard, ya know, from Emma and Spike," Mr. Simpson's voice trails off as his head tilts from side to side. I look back at my paper and wrinkle my forehead.
"Yeah," I clear my throat, "yeah, I'm doing fine," I say. He nods.
"But, you know, it's nothing to be ashamed of and ya know, accidents happen," he continues.
"Yeah, I know, Mr. S. I just," I take a breath, "I just don't need this right now, o-okay?" I tell him. He looks at me for a second and then nods.
"Okay," he says. He stands up and looks down at me. "But if you need anything, just ask, all right?" he says still whispering. I nod as we walks away. I look back down, at the gray words. I peak over at J.T. who doodles something on a spare paper next to his 'so-called' notes. I look back over at mine. I sigh and read it over. I pick up my pencil and finish it.
Love,
Manny
A/N: Yeah, it isn't a Craig + Manny deal, sorry if you're into that. But I think it's good for people who r into the whole JT + Manny thing. My brother begged me to write a story about JT so here it is. I dedicate it to him!
