Okay, this is bad. Real bad. How was I to know I'd end up here? In this god damn situation! Where's Sophie? I don't see her around anymore. Come to think of it, I didn't see her around for quite a while now. Nate and I had been dancing and there was just so much chemistry. Okay, that's no excuse to do what I did. I wasn't drinking. I have no excuse at all. Why did I do it? Damn it, WHY?! I was supposed to be with Billy. I haven't talked to Billy all night. Wait, he hasn't called! I just left and he didn't even stop me or call me to check up on me. Billy...

Nate and I did it.

I walked back home, not bothering where Sophie was anymore.

Maybe it's time to face the fact that I can't handle this. I can't be a mom, I'm 16! I can't take care of this child! I can't keep breaking Billy's heart everytime I mess up. I freaked out. So I did it. I can't bare to say this. It hurts my heart but it's for the best. I hope. I did twice the unthinkable tonight.

When I reached back home - home for now, at least - I found Billy pacing around the apartment.

"Casey! Where the hell have you been?! It's 3 am! I've been trying to call you but you never answered."

I checked my phone. Oh. 20 missed calls. All from him. So he did try to find me.

"Damn it, babe. You got me worried," he continued.

"Sorry." That was all I could come up with for the moment.

"I know I didn't tell you. About Brett. I didn't know until recently. I mean who'd ever thought Brett was my brother! He came to me."

"So what happened between you guys? How did you guys separate?"

"Long story. Apparently some mix up or something. I don't know."

"You don't know? Well what did Brett tell you?"

"He didn't tell me. He just said he'd tell me when he gets out of jail and when he gets the chance."

I frowned. "You and Brett look nothing alike. Why would Brett come to you?"

And then it hit me. Brett lied. I didn't want to help him so he went to the next person he knew would help. Brett and Billy AREN'T brothers. He just needed bail money and he faked it. How did he get Billy to believe his stupid lie?

"I don't know but whatever. Where have you been?," Billy replied.

I am going to kill Brett.

"I.. Oh, I've been out."

"Well that's kinda obvious babe."

"I mean..Billy, I need to tell you something."

"What?"

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and cleared everything else out of my mind. I'll deal with Brett later.

"Listen. I can't stop loving you, Billy but I can't do this anymore. Half of my heart wants you..but the other half knows that it's not possible to be with you. We won't be happy if we keep this up. You won't be happy. I did something that I thought was best for us both. I'm sorry, I really am." Tears streamed down my face. Who knew telling the truth would be that hard?

"Casey, what are you talking about?"

"I killed our baby."


He didn't make a single move after calling out my name. Neither did I. This is getting a little.. awkward.

"Do I know you?"

He cleared his throat and replied in a professional manner, "I'm your mother's friend. May I come in? It's getting cold outside."

**

"Coffee?" I asked while he was busy taking his coat off.

"Yeah. Thanks. That would be great."

I walked to the kitchen and made us coffee. I couldn't help myself but to observe that man from a distance. He was half a head taller than I was and there's something about him that made me feel insecure inside.

"So where are you from?"

"Oh. Me? I'm from California. Just thought I should visit your mother before I head back home."

I took a sip of my coffee and nodded. "That's very thoughtful of you."

Wait a second.

"You called out my name, didn't you? How did you know my name?"

He looked up at me and smiled. "What do you know about your father?"

I almost choked on my saliva. "My father? I know nothing about him." I took another sip of my coffee.

"Do you miss him?"

"Some times. There's a story behind all these lies my mother have been telling me. I know there is."

"Do you even know how he looks like?"

"No."

"Do you know anything about him?"

"Not at all. It's like he never existed in my life."

"So you were raised by your mother and you've never question her about him?"

"I do. But it's not like she would tell me the truth."

He looked at me in the eye and said, "Minnie." He held my hand.

I looked down and felt the warmth in his hands. What? What's going on?

"Dad?" I turned around to see Lance standing at the door.

I swear I stopped breathing for like 5 seconds.

It was what I've been looking for. That feeling. That very feeling when my lips touched Trace lips. I've never had those butterflies in my stomach when I used to kiss Martin. Trace's lips was soft and the way he held my head up was gentle. All I could ever ask for, was that particular feeling.

" Sophie, what are you thinking of?" My thoughts got interrupted by Trace.

" Oh, no, nothing. Nothing specific. " I smiled at him.

We got out of the club an hour ago, because Trace couldn't stand the club any longer. It was really smoky and noisy. Well, I would have to agree on that. Thank god, Trace suggested to bring me to this place where he calls magical. And here we are, lying on the grass, in this huge field, which I don't even know where it is. When we were in the car, he was blabbing about how magical this place was, and how it is always filled with stories. Stories of his life. I guess it is true. This place is beautiful, and magical. The stars are shining so bright, and It's totally a perfect night to enjoy the stars. Maybe that's why he called it magical.

" Doesn't the sky looks great tonight? I think the sky's great just for us tonight. It must be God's way of telling us that we're totally perfect for each other, huh?" He winked.

" Well, it must be. Cause I've never seen such a beautiful sky before." I laughed.

Both of us kept really quiet, and just enjoyed the view.

Sometimes I just don't get Trace's humour. It can be really funny, but on the other hand, it sounds really nonsensical. But still, I usually laugh. Maybe that's what I like about him.

" Do you think we'll look perfectly fine? Together?" He spoke, out of a sudden.

" What do you mean?" I couldn't get him this time. Not knowing if i should laugh or what.

He got up, and sat up straight. Then he looked at me. I could see from his eyes that he has something on his mind which bothers him.

" Us? Do you think we can be... like.. Jennifer and Phil from Physics class?"

" Jennifer and Phil? What about them?" I still don't know what he's trying to say.

" You don't know what i'm saying huh? Never mind then. "

" Trace? Is something bothering you? Just be straight to the point okay. You're making me worried."

" Okay, I'm going really straight to the point now. You ready?"

" Yes i am. Hit me." I was feeling so prepared on what he's going to say next.

" Do you think we can get together? Like a couple?"

I stoned. A couple? Trace is asking me to get together with him? Like a couple? No joke?

" I know i know. You just broke up with Martin, and I'm sure you won't be ready for a new relationship. But I really want you, Sophie. I really do. " He continued.

He knelt on one knee and took my hand, and held it real tight. He looked down, and mumbled, " I do, really."

So what am i suppose to say now? I'm really stoked. I mean, of course I will get together with him.

" Oh my, Trace, you silly boy. Obviously I'll get together with you. "

" Really?" He looked at me and smiled.

" Yes, in every language. "

" Like a couple?"

" Yeap, like a couple. Just like Jennifer and Phil from Physics class."

He totally pulled me up and carried me like how a guy carry a girl, when they're getting married. Then he swung me around, and hugged me real tight.

" Now another chapter has been added to the story of my life, right here, at this place." He smiled.

And we kissed, again.