"Cry"-Rihanna

I'm not the type to get my heart broken
I'm not the type to get upset and cry
'cause I never leave my heart open
Never hurts me to say goodbye
Relationships don't get deep to me
Never got the whole in love thing
And someone can say they love me truly
But at the time it didn't mean a thing

My mind is gone, I'm spinning round
And deep inside, my tears I'll drown
I'm losing grip, what's happening
I stray from love, this is how I feel
This time was different
Felt like, I was just a victim
And it cut me like a knife
When you walked out of my life
Now I'm, in this condition
And I've, got all the symptoms
Of a girl with a broken heart
But no matter what you'll never see me cry

Did it happen when we first kissed?
'cause it's hurting me to let it go
Maybe 'cause we spent so much time
And I know that it's no more
I should've never let you hold me baby
Maybe why I'm sad to see us apart
I didn't give to you on purpose
Can't figure out how you stole my heart

How did I get here with you, I'll never know?
I never meant to let it get so, personal
And after all I tried to do, to stay away from loving you
I'm broken heart and I can't let you know
And I won't let it show
You won't see me cry

This time was different
Felt like, I was just a victim
And it cut me like a knife
When you walked out of my life
Now I'm, in this condition
And I've, got all the symptoms
Of a girl with a broken heart
But no matter what you'll never see me cry

All my life...

3 Days later

Oh man.

So, maybe running away wasn't the smartest thing to do, especially this far along in my pregnancy. I bit my nail and looked around. I was seriously in the middle of no where...

What was I doing?

I reached for my phone ready to call anyone, even Dimitri to come pick me up... problem is I don't know where I'm at.

Fuck.

"Are you lost?"

I jumped at the sound of a girl's voice. I hadn't even noticed a car had parked off to the side of the road. I looked at the girl. She was blonde, her hair in ringlets, and she drove a corvette. She seemed safe. Part of it was because she reminded me of Lissa, but Lissa was an angel, while this girl was more of a porcelain doll.

"Name's Mia, hop in baby girl," she said. I hesitated, but sighed and opened the door.

The first thing I noticed was that she was pregnant. And about ready to burst at any minute. She started the car, and drove away, while I saw her roll her eyes.

"Don't worry, there's a town not so far from here."

I nodded, and leaned on the seat.

"So.. what are you doing out here?" she asked, turning the radio down.

"I ran away," I muttered. She laughed, amused, by this.

"How old are you?"

"19."

There was a moment of silence in the car, that I enjoyed.

"Do you know what you're going to do once you get into town."

Trying hard not to cry, I shook my head. She reached out, her hand resting on mine. "Don't worry. My pops gonna welcome you."

"Thank you," was all I could say. I wiped away the tear that had escaped and checked my phone. One hundred missed calls, 20 voice mails, and fifty text mssgs. I sighed and put my phone back in my bag.

"Since you don't wanna talk, we'll listen to music. Rest, you look tired."

"Mia! Sweetie! You're back!" Awkwardly, I smiled, and stood in the front porch. Mia jumped in her dad's arms, who hugged her tightly. He was in his late 30's, his blonde hair was turning silver, very slowly. And he had Mia's eyes.

"Daddy, this is Rose, a friend," she said, a hue grin on her face. For the first time in a while someone looked at me and not my bulging stomach. He smiled, warmly up at me, before extending his hand toward me.

"Rose," I said.

"Jake," he said in return. He motioned us to go inside.

"I bet you girl's are hungry and tired, Mia, go upstairs and show her you girls' room, while I finish up dinner."

We went up the stairs into a very pink room, with two beds in the middle. I frowned at the pinkish stuff. I set my stuff down, looking around, my eyes resting on her, finally.

"I don't know why you did this, but thank you Mia."

Her smiled was soft, and her hand rubbed her swelling stomach. "Because I can see the pain in your eyes Rose, besides you're pregnant too. We could be preggo buddies," she giggled and winked. I rolled my eyes at her, but laughed too.

She walked to the doorway and stopped. "Tonight we'll share stories."

It was after dinner, it was dark outside, but warm, and we were outside in the porch, rocking in the big swing. We were eating ice cream, a reward Jake had given us because we'd eaten our veggies. The Nevada air was very weird to say the least.

"I went to live with my aunt after my mother's death a year ago. I made bad decisions, one of them was doing drugs, and sleeping around... I slept with my boyfriend Aaron, who once he found out I was pregnant, left me."

"So why did you decide to come back now?" I asked.

She sighed and licked off her ice cream. "I finally realized how much I missed and need my dad."

I felt jealousy course through me. She had a parent, I didn't. I didn't have anyone. I bit my lip and didn't say anything.

"What about you?" she asked.

I took in one deep breath. I didn't know how to start.

I was used to breaking hearts, I was used to guys saying they loved me all the time, but it never meant anything. Not until he showed up. I didn't know how I'd end up here, when it was that I'd been hooked. But when he walked out of my life...

"Hello ladies."

Mia and I looked up.

It was a man, mid-twenties, and very handsome. He had golden eyes, with bronze hair, muscular, tanned, and tall. He gave us a warm smile, his eyes drifting to my eyes to my stomach. I shifted uncomfortably, while he looked away, to Mia.

"Your dad here?"

"I'll go call him," she aid, standing up, and walking back inside.

Feeling the need to introduce myself, I reached out my hand, "Rose."

He smiled, showing a perfect set of white teeth, reaching out for my hand.

"Ambrose Kozlov."

This time was different, felt like I was just a victim, and it cut me like a knife when you walked out of my life.

Credits for Ambrose's surname goes to deliciouse (: lol.

Do you think Rose will recognize him? Or will she think it's just another Ambrose...?

And sorry for not updating yesterday, I got lazy xD also sorry if it's crappy, I'm really tired :/

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