It only goes to show how long a happy relationship will last before something so crucial happens that it puts the very minds on the verge of implosion. She couldn't help but stare hopelessly into the blurred corner of her living room. A dire urge to feel a pain other than the one replaying over inside her mind. A thin peice of metal to create a rush with a crimson result had been the first and formost thing to releive such stress, as it had always been. Her hesitation would be for the best, too many things to risk and after all, she had to grow up now. Growing up was the most complicated part of this task on becoming a parent. Different types of responsibilities, not the basic ones like having a job and saving money but putting down the sour candy and soda to make way of the life of how she'd put it, well a hippie. Of course it was a lot harder then it seemed, within the first three months she was experiencing severe depression for one small reason or another, increased amounts of stress and a lack of will to keep all responsibilities top priority. So inspite of the drama that had occured tonight she set aside her vengeful notions to watch movies and eat vegetables. She spoke to him breifly, though her words were few. She wanted right out to tell him how her day was, amusing events that had happened, how she missed him and wished to see him. However the result of that would be him knowing he could get away with what he had done. She had delt with too many who had pulled the same thing and the last thing she would do is put herself through another miserable relationship again. A strange idea had been forming in her mind within the few passing days; An Idea about how the male species was a lot like the developing minds of babies. Testing their limits, seeing what they can and can't get away with. The gift she had been blessed with, thanks to her mother was her ability to seek out a lie within the way someone talks or just simply finding conformation from a reliable source. Something guys had often sneered at within her personality. This whole thing was all over smoking. To this day she dug her nails into the palms of her hands everytime the often cigarette craving would come about. She closed her eyes and drew the physical pain in to cancle out the stress. There were sacrafices she needed to make in order to make this pregnancy work. Rules to abide by; but she put her own rules down. "I will go through this with you". He said when they had first found out the news and she held him to his word. Her quitting smoking cigarettes would be his pain as well as hers but he had only recently offered to comply to this. His promise, his word, and she warned him that this better not have been what she wanted to hear, his response was reassuring. And not even within the first week, a broken promise, a broken trust and leading to her downfall. He seemed to be calm about the whole issue, she however was quite distressed. "The worst thing you could ever do in this relationship is lie to me". There was nothing more to say because the truth that lye in that statement was not to blunt, not too outlandish, only a percise request. After their breif conversation she could no longer watch her movies, only think about the foods that she craved and feel the wound barring deep inside the flesh. Contemplation, forgiveness, anxiety, stress, anger. Either one could apply to the many words being driven through her thoughts. Her eyes sunk low to the ground, she had missed him so much and to come home to the realization of a disaster. What else was there to say? Work would go, hour after hour, in a futile attempt to save for the future. For a life she would hope to privde for her child that she would never remember in her youth. But with a partner stuck in the base of teenage years, and an understanding that transitioning from boy to man overnight was impossible. She figured maybe distance would help this but ultimately she knew it would lead to his unmotivated ways once more. You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink. Something she would have to realize, even though she was being harsh and demanding for a reason, it will only click when he sees it. It doesn't matter if she already realized and accepted her fate, it would be far longer when he woudl realize his. Agony. The only thing that would cheer her up at this point would be a plate of brownies and fig newtons aside a tall glass of whole milk. The chances of that were slim to none so just the glass of milk would do..