Please Stay With Me(pafp boy needed) I am Broken

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    Amara Smith

    So warning this roleplay will hit the feels and is very depressing at the start...please do not judge and don't say I didn't warn you.


    "What do you mean we are moving over seas?Mom we can't" I heard my voice yell out causing voice cracks. "We have lived here for years and now you want to leave because of dad's disappearance...this is the only thing I have left of him...please don't take it away from me" I pleaded even though I known it was hopeless. "Darling, I understand...but it is time to move on...you graduate in a few years...which means you need a new start before you run off to college...I think it is time for you to focus on your future and not your past"Carnation, Amara's mom, snapped back. I found myself rolling my emerald eyes before I turned to run up to my room. Tears threatened to break the fam I had created, and soon enough it had.

    6 years Later

    I turned as my phone rang remember that memory from 6 years ago. I picked up the phone recognizing the number and my nerves went into high gear. "Hello Miss Smith....This is Corena from the doctor's office in town and I would like to give you your test results back. I am proud to say that you are going to be a mother. We look forward to seeing you more in as your trimesters begin. Have a nice day" the lady spoke before hanging up the phone. Tears fell from my eyes as I placed a hand on my stomach. I wondered if that was gonna be the case, it was only a month or so in my junior year of college and I found out that I am pregnant from my rape. Yes, I was raped before school started and I known that something was off when I started getting really sick. I opened my phone up and scrolled through the number

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    Chuck "Chucky" Matthews

    Chuck was wandering through the grocery store like a lost puppy, scanning the shelves of goods. The boy had come here with a purpose, but had somehow managed to forget what he'd come for. Having been too confident in his memory to write a shopping list, he had no way of remembering that single forgotten item. "Maybe I wanted canned corn? Corn is always a good choice." He muttered under his breath, plucking a can of corn from a shelf to examine it. Returning the can to the shelf, he noticed a passerby staring at him. Realizing he'd been talking to himself, he offered a weak smile at the stranger. Once they'd passed, he grimaced at his awkwardness, and was glad to feel his phone vibrating in his pocket. Reading Amira's name as the caller ID, he tapped the answer button and put the phone to his ear. "Hello?" He greeted.

    "Chuck...I...I need someone ..can you please come over?" I said in between sobs. I normally always call Chuck Chucky when we talk, but when I don't it always is important. I paced around the room holding my small stomach in fear of what is brewing inside. I continue to cry as I changed into actually comfy clothes, cause being dressed nicely at home is over rated. I cried even more after I did the math in my head. I had been pregnant for little over a month. I felt myself choke on more cries as I continue to hold my phone to my wet and puffy cheeks.


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    Chuck "Chucky" Matthews

    The boy's heart immedietely clenched with fear at Amara's reply. She was obviously crying, and the pain in her voice was enough to make any man crumble. Also, she hadn't called him Chucky, which was always a sign that something was wrong. "I'll be over in 10 minutes." He answered, keeping his voice even to try and soothe her. It wasn't like he even knew what he was doing in this marketplace anyway. He rushed out of the store and sprang into his car, a little red Nissan Versa. Chuck's brain racked up a number of reasons why his friend would be so distressed. It could've been the rape, or her dad... Those were the most common things that caused her grief. As promised, he pulled onto Amara's street in just under 10 minutes. He searched anxiously for a place to park, rapping his fingers against the steering wheel.

    I sat on the couch with a blanket around myself and water next to me. I had on some random chick flick and I still had tears running down my face. My head was pounding like I had a hungover but it was the child who I was so blessed to have in my life. I sighed and looked at my watch. It was coming close to the 10 minute mark, but I didn't care as long as my best friend shown up

    Chuck was in too much of a hurry as he pulled into the only available parking space, scraping his mirror on the car next to him. He cursed under his breath, yanking his keys out of the ignition and getting out of the car. He would deal with the minor automobile accident later, but right now, he had bigger things to take care of. The boy practically ran to Amara's housing, his heart pounding. He knocked anxiously on her front door. He tapped his Converse-covered foot impatiently as he waited for her.

    Amara opened the door and jumped into his arms crying. "T..they called...back" she muttered between sobs as she didn't know what to say. She was scared at this new problem in her life. She was only in college, but she didn't want to raise the child by herself.

    Chuck wrapped his arms around his friend, holding her tightly on the doorstep. He felt her body shake as she sobbed into him. At her words, Chuck's throat tightened. "What did they say?" He asked quietly. Of course, he already knew what she was going to say, but he needed to hear it for himself. He hadn't even dared say the P-word - pregnancy - around her for the past month. The young man bit his lip, dreading her reply, praying it wasn't true. Although he personally loved little kids, he knew how difficult it would be for any college student to try and raise one on their own.

    "I..I am pregnant"She sobbed out hiding her face in his neck. Her eyes thst were once a beautiful sea green were now red and puffy. She reluclently pulled away and walked back into her house. She went and sat back on the couch and curled up.

    Chuck closed his eyes, sympathy coursing through his body for her. Unable to find an appropriate response, he simply held onto her. When she pulled away, he let her go, his blue orbs watching her as she made her way back inside the building. He followed her, closing the door softly behind him, and sliding onto the couch beside her. Several moments of silence passed as he thought over the situation. "Amara, listen." He finally spoke, turning to look at her, his face reflecting the sorrow he felt. "I'm sorry this happened to you. But you're my best friend, and I'm going to help you through this. Whatever you need. I'll help you take care of the baby. I'll do everything I can. You know that, right?" He extended a hand to lightly touch her arm, showing his sincerity.

    "I ...I know "She stuttered before leaning into him. She closed her eyes and took in his scent. She blushed but mire tears seemed to fall. "W..what am I going to do? I am gonna have to get a better job and start shopping...I am gonna have to find something better then a one bedroom apartment....t..there is so much to do"she scrambled the words which caused her to stress out even more.

    "Shhh," He tried to soothe her, once again wrapping his arms around her as she leaned into him. He gently stroked her bright red hair, allowing his eyes to scan over her tear-stained face. "Don't worry, I'll help you with all that financial stuff as much as I can. It's gonna be okay. Plenty of girls have gone through this before and done fine. And I know you... if anyone can manage going to college and having a kid, it's you." Chuck reassured her, moving the damp hair out of her face with his fingers. The boy thought about his job at La Caille, the fancy French restaurant where he earned $10.75 an hour as a host. It was decent pay, and he could definitely start working more if it meant helping Amara out.

    "You are the best, Chucky..but I can't take your money away from you...you have to support yourself"She mumbled and looked up at him, happy thst the tears finally stopped. Her head was pounding, but she could care less. She thought of her current job at a local cafe were she barely makes ends meet with that.

    He closed his eyes, absorbing her touch. "You're my best friend, Amara. Of course I'm going to help you any way I can." He stated. Truth be told, he'd been crushing on his best friend for a while now. Not that he believed it would ever amount to anything. Her life had been so rough lately, he was sure the last thing on her mind was a relationship. But, he liked her in a way that he'd never liked anyone before. It was deeper somehow. He was okay with her not wanting to be his girlfriend. He just wanted her to be safe and happy.

    "I thank you for that bit I can't take that money from you.....Chucky....The child won't have a father....it is gonna be raised without the father figure....I don't want them to not have a father....not like me"She huffed and closed her eyes again to hide more tears. She didn't have anyone in mind besides her best friend but she was sure that he would never like her the same way she liked him. She sat up and looked at him then back at her stomach that was not yet showing her baby bump.

    Chuck placed his fingers against her reddened face, catching the tears that continued to fall. At her mention of the fatherless child, the young man pursed his lips. He knew about her own past, especially the part about her father. He could only imagine how difficult it must be for her. "I can help with that too, Amara. I love little kids. I'll be like a god-father." He spoke softly, offering her a smile. Of course he would've loved to help raise her baby, but he didn't want to sound too forward. She was fragile at the moment, and he didn't want to push anything. His eyes followed hers to her still-flat stomach. "That baby's lucky to end up with a woman like you as their mom, though." Chuck told her, smiling once again.

    "You were always such a flirt" she muttered and looked up at him hope filling her eyes. She leaned into his hand when he brushed the tears away. She look away again and yawned. Her tiredness washed over her and she was thankful that she didn't have any classed today. She moved to lay down on the couch and closed her green eyes softly.

    The boy's mouth pulled up into a crooked half-smile. "Guilty as charged." He chuckled in response. The boy watched her, noticing the many signals of her fatigue. As she lay down, he stood and searched for a blanket. Once finding one, he draped it carefully over her, feeling like a father tucking in his child. "Get some rest." He whispered, blowing her a kiss although she wasn't awake to see it. Returning to his own place on the couch, Chuck turned his attention to the television. Some sappy chick flick was on, and he could barely hold in a chortle. Gad, how he loved the girl that lay next to him. Still smirking, he curled up to finish watching the dramatic love story unfolding in front of him.

    (is it just me or are these guys cute or what)


    Amara mumbled in her sleep as the blanket was draped over her small frame. She curled back into Chick once he sat down again.


    ~The Morning~


    Amara woken up and looked at her phone to see that it was 6 o'clock in the morning. Moving to get up, she realized that Chuck was still there on the couch. She blushed softly before walking to her room and grabbed a clean pair of clothes. She went into the bathroom and started her shower. Once her shower was complete, the red headed girl walked out and woke Chuck up. "Hey sleeping beauty...don't be late to clasd"She smiled. Walking into her kitchen, she started a pot of coffee and grabbed a pan and a couple of ingredients out of the fridge.

    OOC: They should be nominated for Feral Front's Cutest Couple (is that even a thing)


    The last thing Chuck remembered was the protagonist of the movie crying and kissing her romantic interest in the rain in a very cliche Hollywood ending. The next thing he knew, Amara was gently prodding him to wake up. Blinking in confusion, the male raised a fist to rub his tired eyes. "I didn't even know I fell asleep." He grunted, arcing his spine in a full body stretch. Once finished, the young adult rose from the couch and followed Amara into the kitchen. He was glad to see her like this, looking like her happy self again. He leaned against her counter top, fixing his dark brown hair which was messy from his slumber. "Do you have classes today?" He inquired. He didn't have class for two hours, much to his happiness.