Chapter 13

After prom time flew past. There are finals and then graduation. Graduation. I ended up sending Vicky an invite not because I wanted her to come but because I thought it was the right thing to do. I hoped I wouldn't end up regretting my choice.

I should do well on all my finals except Spanish, I think I may get a high C at best. Which I'm sure I was going to get shit for. From everyone, from my parents to my girlfriend to my teacher. Everyone! I should be doing a lot better in this class considering I hear Spanish at least a third of my days now.

I don't really have an excuse. I did better in the class before Angela and I started dating. I studied more in general before we started dating.

Luckily, we started dating at the end of the school year were all I really had to do was go to class and pass the finals. I can honestly say that though I passed all my finals I didn't get high A's I knew I could if I wasn't distracted by my Latina lover. Ha!

Angela had a high capacity for physical interactions. Yeah, that's what I am going to call it.

After prom the we partied with our friends until about 12:30 when the bus dropped her off first since she had the earliest curfew. I waited in my truck around the corner for about an hour as requested for her to show up.

She snuck out, I was unsure how she did it with scary dad on watch but we had sex that night. She was not a virgin, I kind of already knew that but she really didn't like talking about her life in Florida so I didn't know.

It was amazing.

We haven't not had sex since, it's been about two and a half weeks. We've had sex every day, sometimes twice a day. I can admit I was sometimes overwhelmed but I was also head over heels and I told her so.

The weekend after prom and before finals, we should've been studying but we were laying naked in the bed of my truck, I was still in her as she lay on top of me. "Angie?"

"Hmm?"

I wrapped my arms around her tightly and she moaned again "I fucking love you!" she abruptly pulled back and wide eyed looked at me. "You heard me Goldilocks."

"Ahh, don't play like that Masen. I don't think that's funny." She said as she rolled off of me and covered herself with the blanket.

"I'm not playing; why would you think I'd joke about a thing like this." She was hurting my feelings a little but Her eyes were pleading.

"Masen, I… I've been hurt. Like a lot. I don't like talking about it."

"That's fine Ang, but you know you can tell me anything, or not tell me. I don't care but I still feel how I feel about you."

"Ok, My ex, umm he, we." She sighed heavily as she tried to get her story out "He was a bit controlling."

"Really? I find that so hard to believe. How could anyone control YOU! You are always in control." I laughed. "I mean you barely let me control which street I drive down".

She didn't laugh. "That's because you have a horrible sense of direction. But this is how I am now, not then, and I will never be like that again. He told me he loved me but he didn't Masen, he just told me that so he could control me."

"Control you how?" I was scared to ask but I wanted to know what that fucker had done to her.

"'If I loved him I wouldn't want to go out with my friends without him' or 'If I loved him I would have sex without any protection' or 'If I loved him I wouldn't keep our baby, and ruin his life' and I was weak Mase. I was so weak, I believed his love and me loving him was the most important thing in the world. Of course I know now it's not but I made some bad choices because of 'love'"

"You had a baby?" I whispered, sure it was the wrong question to ask but was the only part of her statement that resounded on my brain. I tried to find traces of a pregnancy in my mental pictures of her body and there wasn't any. This was heavy for me, we were 17 and getting pregnant was the worst case scenario but as a man we have to tread lightly…

"Nope" she stated matter as a fact, then it hit me right in my chest that she 'wouldn't keep their baby and ruin his life'. I pulled her close to me.

"I'm so sorry you went through that. I'm not that fucker you know that right?" She shrugged and it broke my heart. "How long ago was this?" It really didn't matter she'd been here since December and it was June now.

We'd been dating now since April. Not to say she should be "over it" by now but I am saying that if she wasn't that she shouldn't haven't been dating me. Not to sound like a dick but I'm going anywhere.

"I found out I was pregnant on Halloween, around Thanksgiving Royce and our parents decided I should get the abortion, and by the week before Christmas I moved here." I just shook my head. There was nothing more I could do. I was speechless.

We'd been careful, I kept condoms everywhere even when it wasn't a chance for me to get laid. My dad was adamant about that since I turned 13. It was basically the only part of the sex talk that mattered to him.

"Well, Goldi, I love you and won't do that to you. I promise. I would never make you feel like you don't have any choices, especially about YOUR body. I would never make you feel like you HAVE to do anything IF you love me or not."

She nodded but didn't say much more that night.

When I got home every day this week one parent or the other would ask me what my grade was on the final. The damn school had sent out a notice that they would grade the exams as they were handed in so we would know before we left. It was BS.

Today was the day I took the Spanish Exam, Wednesday. This week I'd already token 3 other exams, In AP English I got a 90%, In AP Government I got an 88%, and in EPIS I got an 83% (which I got shit for). So, now I was avoiding going home because I knew my Dad would be home as he was all week.

I dropped off Angela after school, who got an 98.2%, like an asshole. She shouldn't've been able to take the class. It was her native fucking tongue! The asshole had the nerve to be bragging about it like she achieved something other than being a damn temptress with a 3.8 grade point average.

When we got to her house she offered a blowjob for being mean which I ruefully accepted. Blessed that her mom had to stay after and input all the exam scores. We were in her bedroom having a great time when my phone started going off.

I huffed and looked at it because it went off back to back.

"-Where are you? - Papa Smurf"

"-It must be bad because it's after 3:45pm and you're not here and you're not answering. - Papa Smurf"

"-I would advise just coming home or calling me before you get grounded the week before graduation. -Papa Smurf"

"Shit!"

"Wha?" I love her, I was distracted by her concern even with my dick in her mouth. I pulled back so I could call my Dad.

"He's pissed. Shit!"

I called him and on the third ring he answered but didn't say anything, which is what he does when he was mad. Like a child…

"Dad, I wasn't ignoring you! I brought Angela home and we ate a quick lunch. I was coming home right after that." He didn't say anything. "Ok, I, ahh, got ahh, 73% but I passed. It shouldn't bring my GPA down too much."

"Ha! 'Down too much' huh. This is your future son. I don't understand how you can let every girl you date change your priorities. Don't let the choices you make now fuck up your life son. Are these girls fucking you that good! Damn boy! This will bring down your GPA. Dartmouth doesn't give a fuck about…" I tuned him out the 'fucking you that good'part.

I felt bad for Angie who could hear everything he was saying and mouthed a sorrowful "I'm sorry" to her. She shrugged her shoulders and smirked at me as she took my phone and placed it on speaker. She gave it back to me as she went back to giving me head. I could only respond with a mouthed "I love you".

"You are listening Masen?"

I responded with "Yes." as composed as I could.

"Because we won't always be there to save your ass. You'll be out on your own very soon. Do you really want to…" I went back to not listening. I pressed mute as I came and pulled Angela into a passionate kiss. She was perfect.

I took him off mute and told him I was leaving her house now. I wasn't looking forward to it but I had to. He hung up on me before I could finish. Whatever.

I pulled her close as she walked me to the door. "Thank you so much. I wish I could tell you how perfect you are. You're my perfect little asshole." I smirked. She laughed and we made out a little more before I left.

When I pulled up his car was gone, praise the Lord, but my Mom's was here which could be a whole another set of problems.

I parked in the garage and went in through the kitchen.

"Ahh, Hey?" I waved as I saw her sitting at the island in her chief's jacket drinking out of a coffee mug.

She laughed at my hesitance. "I'm not going to bite your head off Mase." I sighed. "Don't be too happy though. 73%? That's ridiculous, especially when your girlfriend speaks the damn language." I nodded because it's true. "and your Dad is damn Fluent, why didn't you ask him if you were having problems?"

"I don't know… I wasn't having problems at first. Then you know after midterms I just kind of got behind."

"I know why you fell behind and I know you know why as well. This part of your life is over Mase. You made it! Yay!" she waved her hands in a little asshole celebration. "but what comes next is the real hard part. You have to be able to stand on your own two feet. Do think you can do it?"

"Do what?" I didn't understand her question.

"Do you think you can go to Boston on your own, go to class every day, practice, pass your classes with better than a damn C, stay on the team, keep your scholarship? No one will be there to make sure you're doing what you have to do. All the while you may meet a girl or continue to date Angela. You will have to be an adult and be responsible. It used to be a word I would use to describe you before…" she looked off and it fucked me up for a second. I knew when I stopped being responsible.

Zafrina and the bullshit that ensued because of it. Thinking back although I want to be mad at Makenna she was good for me. She always made sure I didn't forget about the things I had to do.

When Anthony had to be picked up or Renee needed help with something. She was the one who made sure I remembered to take care of them. Family was very important to her since hers wasn't near she made sure I was good to mine.

We also studied together and she knew my practice and game schedule. Shit!

"So do you think you can do it?"

"I hope so. I just realized I had a lot of help in the past. You know, keeping it all together." I didn't notice I was pulling my hair until she stopped me.

"I like this new haircut. Its real mature. Anyway, your Dad isn't mad he's just concern and a little mad but he'll get over it. He loves you."

I nodded. I knew he loved me. I never questioned it. I was really just thinking about Makenna and feeling guilty about thinking about Makenna.

Then I was feeling guilty about thinking about girls when I needed to be thinking about school and my future. I spent the rest of the evening in my room sulking.

I ignored Angela while I battled the temptation to text Makenna.

Around 9:00 there was a knock on my door. "Come in"

"Hey." I was my Dad. He was leaning on my door jamb looking down at something on the floor.

I sat up at his presents "Ahh hey."

"So, I want to apologize for going off earlier. A C isn't that bad considering you have had an amazing high school, well grade school, career. I am just, I just want you to make better decisions."

"I know Dad. All I can think about is the stupid decisions I've made over the last couple months."

"Well, you can't dwell on the past. It's gone man, you can only look forward and try your best not to repeat those mistakes."

"I should've tried harder to keep Makenna…" I said sadly.

"If I recall correctly she dumped you, then she moved on and is currently dating an old friend of yours. I understand that sometimes she has some jealousy. You guys were together for a long time and were each other's first loves but I think that's a loss you have to take man. What's wrong with Angela?"

I was surprised he asked I thought he didn't like her.

"She is perfect but, Makenna made me better, you know. She kept me focused. Reminded me of my responsibilities and made sure I lived up to them."

"How did Angela do on her finals?"

"She aced all of them."

"Ahh, it seems as through Angela might be the one to actually help you here. She is self-sufficient, I'm sure there is no one making sure she does what she is supposed to. That is type of person you need around someone who if you don't do your part then your shit out of luck."

I listened to what he said and just thought on it. I was unsure what to think really. He left me to it after a while.

I barley slept that night the next morning I went to pick up Angela bu t was meet with a very angry Spanish woman.

Before I could even put my truck in park she rushed my window "Si cree que me puede hacer caso omiso de toda la noche y parece que las cosas van a estar todo bien hoy you got me fucked up!"

"Angela!"

"No se puede seguir ignorándome cuando es conveniente para usted , me dice lo que va demonios . que me haga saber algo! no me dejes en la oscuridad."

"Goldilocks! I have idea what you are saying! I got a C remember." I got out of my truck and held her arms that were at her sides because her hands were on her hips. "Baby I'm sorry! I won't do it again, I promise."

She didn't drop her arms as she responded "I'm serious, Pendejo, Stop fucking doing that shit."

"I will. I'm sorry." I did do it, a lot. Whenever I was upset or distracted I ignored everyone. I was just bad at communication when I was upset and I didn't want to say something I'd regret.

We went to school but not without me being called "estupido" and 'Pendejo" a couple more times. I'm sure I shouldn't like it but I found her spiciness sexy as hell.

The rest of finals week went well. I didn't get anything lower than a B. In the end my overall GPA had only lowered from a 3.78 to a 3.69. I felt blessed that I was already accepted into Dartmouth although, I knew they ask for a copy of my transcripts I should still be ok.

I have Lacrosse, AP and Honors classes, SAT Score was 1520, and my essays were killer. I should still be ok.

Angela's Dad came back into town for graduation which put a damper on our activities. Like the last time he only subtly let me know he didn't like me.

My Mom made plans with Mrs. Marks for all of us to have a dinner after graduation at this fancy restaurant that was close to UW, which was where we would graduate.

I wasn't excited because I didn't want to have to mind my hands around Loco Lucas but I didn't say anything.

We did manage to sneak away a couple time for some along time. Only to get caught by my Dad who just told us to be careful with all the eyes on us. Luckily we were just making out at the time.

So here we are Thursday, June 3rd, My last day as a high schooler. I had on my burgundy Cap and gown, over my black athletic cut suit.

I got my haircut freshened up, as did my Dad. He had his cut shorter all over maybe 3 inches on top with a clean face. The sides of his hair was pepped with grey.

We looked eerily alike.

I'll spare the long drawn out ceremony. It was long, we got diplomas, there was speeches. Parents and families yelled and screamed when they weren't supposed to. The end.

Afterwards I had to fight the crowd to find Angela and before I could I run into Makenna.

"Masen!"

She smiled as yelled over the crowd.

"Hey!" I yelled as well. " Congrats Kenna, I truly hope you get everything you every want in life! You deserve it and so much more."

She nodded but didn't respond just reached up to give me a hug. I gave her one back as we pulled apart. I saw a unhappy hand on hip Angela. Makenna ran off to most likely find Jamie.

"Congrats Baby!"

"Don't congrats baby me Masen!"

"Are you serious? Please don't make that a thing! I just want to be happy today." She rolled her eyes and stormed away. Shit!

We found out family who was standing together with flowers and other congratulatory gifts for us.

"What happened? What's got your girls thong in a bunch?" Uncle Em asked like I damn knew I shrugged. It was nothing I kept I hands in appropriate places and Angela was fucking tripping.

While he and the other old bastards made fun of me saying things about the 'dog house' a woman came in to my view.

It was odd. She was odd. She was staring at my brother in shock. He and JJ weren't standing with us. They were leaning against a wall kind of off to the side.

She wasn't alone, she had a little girl with her looked just like her. I watched her point to Ant and the little girl got excited. Before I could say something my Dad all but shouted "What the fuck!"

Everyone within a damn mile radius give pause and looked at him but me; I watched her.

She saw him and mouthed "Edward" as she sucked in a breath.

My Dad walked over to her and I flanked him as he went

"What are you doing here?" He asked in sincere confusion. I didn't tell them I'd sent her an invite. I didn't think she would come.

"Masen, " she tilted her head toward Anthony, "He sent me an invite and I couldn't stay away anymore."

He laughed unamused and shook his head. " That's not Masen."

"Huh?" she didn't understand.

"Hi" I waved.

She really looked at me "huh?" she wavered a bit on her feet " I need to sit down". She said as her legs gave out from under her.

*si cree que me puede hacer caso omiso de toda la noche y parece que las cosas van a estar todo bien hoy= If you think you can ignore me all night and think things will be all good today

*No se puede seguir ignorándome cuando es conveniente para usted , me dice lo que va demonios . que me haga saber algo! no me dejes en la oscuridad.= You can not keep ignoring me when it's convenient for you , tell me what the hell is going . let me know something! do not leave me in the dark.