The clock struck midnight, by this time she knew that Hamlet's car would be parked down the street waiting for her arrival. The two have been meeting every weekend for the past year to continue their secret relationship, but, their mixed feelings blocked the couple from making the relationship known.
Ophelia approached his silver mercedes with caution as she knew she had troubled news to tell Hamlet. As she sat down he gazed deeply within her eyes.
"The love of my life, I have missed you. It kills to see you at school and around town jogging, shopping, and ignore your existence." said Hamlet.
Ophelia was silent and clutched her stomach tightly. Suddenly, her black eyeliner began to rush down her face. "The secret kid we were supposed to have, well that is no longer happening Hamlet. There is no baby that you can potentially ignore. Ignoring our love will be at the top of your worries now." she said with nothing but anger.
Hamlet's face transformed into something once so pleasant to anger and sadness. "What? So, what do we do from here Ophelia? Our love being held a secret is something that I hate doing also. But, losing a baby that we both created is my first priority. Who care about what my father has to say, he is too bust celebrating his victory!" he said. Tears then ran down his face.
"Our emotions are both so scattered and we are both so young." said Ophelia. "You will forever be the love of my life, but who knows if our families would agree or if this is really meant to be. We need our time to think. My brother continuously watns me of something like this occuring."
"Wait!" Hamlet interrupted. "My love for you will forever be there Ophelia."
Opehlia looked out the car windoew and then took a deep breath. She looked his way and gentley gave him a romantic kiss goodbye. She had no words to add to his unconditional love confession to her. But, she knew that their romance could never be one that others can understand. As she walked back to her house, all that came to mind was the thought of what could have been their child. What was going to be the next step? How would others react?
"This isn't the end of me and Hamlet.." mumbled Ophelia. "This is just the beginning."
