আপনি two spent the rest of the দিন together. "I have to go home" টাট্টু ব্যক্ত standing up. "Okay" আপনি ব্যক্ত and stood up with him. আপনি walked him to the door and opened it. He hugged আপনি tight not wanting to let go. আপনি hugged him back the same way. "Bye babe" he ব্যক্ত and walked away. "Bye" আপনি ব্যক্ত shutting the door. আপনি walked back up stairs. আপনি sat down on the পালঙ্ক and thought about the clothes আপনি had on. Your P.o.V Why did I have these clothes? Would my parents tell me if I was a true Soc.? আপনি thought about if they would. I don't think they would. Is it even possible to do that? Back to normal All these thoughts ran threw your head. The door opened as আপনি still thought about the questions. It was your mom walked to the kitchen. "Hi honey" she ব্যক্ত and smiled at you. "Hi" আপনি mumbled. She came back into the living room and looked at you. "What's the matter?" "Nothing" আপনি said. "Where'd আপনি get the clothes" she ব্যক্ত and smiled. "In my closet. Which is weird cause I don't dress in these clothes. Cause I'm a greaser. Don't ya think that's weird" আপনি said. "No not at all" your mom said. আপনি rolled your eyes. The পরবর্তি morning আপনি woke up to your mom sining. আপনি walked into the রান্নাঘর as she was dressed in a dress and some highheels.
Darry’s Perspective
I never got to hold her.
We had tried so hard, and when (Y/N) finally got pregnant, it was like a miracle almost.
I should have known it was too good to be true.
I felt her kick; three times. And that was it.
I talked to her all the time.
And those five precious months was all I got with her.
And so here I sit, against the দেওয়াল of the kitchen, বিয়ার in hand.
Five months.