Dear Readers,
Welcome to the thrid installment of Too Young. I am really really excited about this chapter called Forever and Always. I hope you enjoy it, and don't forget to check out my blog. If you haven't read part one of Regan's story, Too Young: The Confessions of Regan Kippings, and part two, Too Young: Hearts Entertwind, I suggest you do so before continueing. Please note that none of the content on the following pages is ment to anger or upset anyone. Also, please exscuse any spelling errors I may have made. I would also like to thank all the creators for the CC that is seen on the following pages. Please note that this is a work of fiction from the writer's mind, and any similarities to any soul, living or dead, is completely coincidental. Well I hope you enjoy and are surprised at the endings turn out. I know I was!
Sincerly Yours,
Dunkle15444

It's been three years. Three years since the worst time in my whole entire life. So we moved. To the little town of Abordale. The place my mom and I had spent so many wonderful summers. It only brought happy memories, and that was just what I needed. I vowed never to let the past haunt me, even if it meant leaving behind everything I treasured.

"Come on, Lexi. Just scoot a teeny, tiny bit. Just for me, the guy who shares your DNA?" Craige begged Lexi.
It was Thursday night, and we were watching Supernatural, just like every Thursday. "Sshh! I'm trying to hear what Dean is saying. He is sooo cute. Don't you think Livvie?" Lexi had a way of ignoring her twin brother, Craige. She knew it got on his nerve. He would do anything for her, and she couldn't even scoot over so he could sit next to his girlfriend, me, to watch our favorite show.
"Come on Lexi! I'll be your bestest friend," I pleaded. Why did she have to be so stubborn, just because her boyfriend, Derek, only watched Star Trek and Bonanza re-runs, didnt give her the right to not let me watch my favorite show with my uber-hot boyfriend!

"Hey, I thought I was your bestest friend?" Craige prenteded to look distraught over the comment.
"Oh, you are, but you can't tell me who I can and cannot be bestest friends with Craige Cecial Preston!" I said playing along, "You don't own me."

Finaly Lexi got tired of trying to concentrate with Craige singing a song that gets on everybody's nerves over and over again, while sitting on the love-seat's arm. She decided Dean was less important than her sanity. I don't blame her, luckily, I have no brothers or sisters. "You know I love you more than anything in the world, right? And that I'll always be there for you? Forever and always?"
"Yeah... Craige what are you getting at? Is this about Tyler flirting with me in Bio yesterday? 'Cuz I told him I wasn't interested, and that I'd have you beat him up if he didn't stop. I only have eyes for you," I said, looking longingly into Craige's gorgeous blue eyes. A smile spread across his face. The kind of smile that started around the eyes and radiateing warmth all over my body, and sending shivers up and down my spine.
"No, it's not about Tyler or his roaming hands. I just wanted to let you know," he said leaning in to kiss me passionitly. Oh my Sim, I loved him!

I came into this world... unconventionaly to say the least. My mom was only 15 when she had me. Her parents got mad, and sent her to an un-wed mothers home. She hasn't seen them since. She is now a famous artist and novelist. She also has a fashion line she designed. She is really cool. I mean who else has a mom who is like your best friend. I can tell her anything. The one thing she can't tell me is who my father is. She isn't keeping it form me or anything, she just doesn't know either. I know our family isn't perfect, but I wouldn't trade it for the world.

"...And he said he loved me, and that he thinks we should do it. What do you think, Livvie? I mean I think I really love him," Lexi rambbled. Lexi and I had spent our Saturday afternoons sunning ourselves like this since they moved next door, last year. Her, Craige, and I all immedently became friends. It wasn't till over the summer, that Craige and I became something more. Okay, a lot more.
"I don't know Lexi, I mean you've only been going out with him for the last two weeks. Don't you think that's a little fast. You barely know him." Lexi has this thing for totally geeky guys. Her latest boyfriend, Derek, is a Trekkie. Opps, I mean Trekker. Lexi isn't your aveage stero-type 15 year old, blonde though either, she is in all advanced courses, and actualy enjoys her advanced trig homework. I on the other hand, can barely pass my average math class.
"I mean have you done IT, yet?" Gosh could she be nosey. OH, and for the record, Craige and I haven't done IT yet.
"That is for Craige and I to know."

Did I mention Craige is in a band? So I guess that makes me a groupie, right? He's also the captin of the school soccer team. I mean he is like perfect, and I'm like not. I mean I still haven't told him about what happened or why I'm in therapy. I mean he knows I'm in therapy, just not why. I told him that I wasn't ready to talk about it, and he said that was okay. I've been trying to work up the courage to tell him, so I casually mention, "Craige, can you meet me at the gazbo tonight? It's kind of important."
"Sure, then we could go to the movies. I want to see that new movie that just came out with Don Lathario. It looked good, don't you think?"
"Ummm... yeah. It looks like it's gonna be funny. How about we meet at 7', okay?"
"Fine with me. It should take at least that long to get me looking gorgeous, anyways," He joked.
I jumped up off the couch to go kiss him, and tripped over the wires on the floor. I fell flat on my face. "Aghhhh!"

I slinked home, embarrased by the scene, to get ready. "Mom, I'm going out with Craige tonight," I screamed, shutting the front door behind me.
"Fine, be home by 12'," She screamed throught the open glass-slidding door on the patio. She was painting.
**At the Gazbo**
Craige was late. He was never late. He was always somewhere before me. I'd been sitting here for a half hour, waiting. I reached into my purse for my phone, "Great! I left it on my dresser."
"You can use mine. I really don't mind."
I just then realized there was a guy sitting on the othe bench. He looked like he was in his late twenties-early thirties. "Uhhh, I guess. Thanks." I punched in Craige's cell number.
"Hey, It's Craige. It better be important 'cuz I'm making out with my girlfriend, and you dared to call me! Unless your dying, don't call back till tomorrow!" Beep
I snaped the phone shut, and handed it back to the man. "I'm Ben, and you're..."
"Livvie" I decided to wait a little longer, and countinued talking to Ben.

"Should I wear my Goopy Culture outfit, or my Buttons and Ruffles outfit? Which one makes my butt look smaller?"
"Oh, come on Lexi. Your butt couldn't get any smaller if you tried. You're like blessed with a proparly paportioned body," I said froom my spot on Lexi's bed. She was getting ready for her date with Derek. I always was here to help her decide on her outfit, but she could never be relied on to do the same for me. She doesn't even let me talk about Craige in anyway around her. Like the one time, she was coming in to tell Craige that they were going out for supper, and she caught us with his hand up my shirt. Opps!
"Or should I wear my one Maxis Cleavage tank that shows off my tattoo with my pleated jean skirt?" She said rummaging through her closet for the outfit. For her 16th birthday, she got her self a butterfly tattoo on her stomach. She is alwasy looking for a chance to show it off.
"Doesn't matter," I said half listening- half day-dreaming of Craige. "You look good in anything,"

When I got home from Lexi's, I checked my messages. "Hopefully, this is from Craige," I hadn't seen him since his band practice yesterday. I was still kind of mad at him for standing me up.
"Hey, It's Ben, I was kind of hoping you would join me for dinner. I'm making Italian food all the way. My address is 150 Main street. Hope you decide to join me. Oh, and wear something dressy."
"Oh. My. Sim!" I just got asked out by an older guy, to his apartment. He's going to make me dinner!! I called him back and told him I could come and hurried to get dressed.
"Ah, you came. You look ravishing!" Craige would never say 'ravishing'.
"Thank you. You look great your self. Thanks for inviting me."
"My pleasure. It's not everyday I meet an irrisitable woman like your self. You're the only thing I thought about you since we met." He was laying on the charm. We listened to some music and talked. He even served me some wine! Before I knew it, I was lightheaded, and leaning into the couch as he kissed me.

(Countinued from last page) He picked me up, "Where are we going?"
"Just close your eyes and don't open them till I say so, okay?"
I giggled, "Okay!" I closed my eyes and allowed him to carry me up the stairs. He pushed open a door with his hip and layed me on what felt like a bed. I heard him walk across the room and fumble with something. Then some Billy Holiday came on. Her throaty voice was cool and sexy at the same time. Before I knew it he was taking off my white silk babydoll dress. I was scarred, but my head was spinning and I felt I would throw-up if I opened my mouth to talk. I closed off my mind from thinking of what he was going to do, and I must have blacked out because when I opened my eyes, it was quite. I heard the shower running. I sat up and looked at the clock on the nightstand. It read 2:34 a.m. I shot up, "Oh my Sim!" I grabed my dress, and shoes. I couldn't find my undies, and slipped them on and ran outside. I dug into my purse and called a cab to take me home.

I still couldn't belive it. What had I let him do to me. I couldn't even remember. Though I had a pretty good idea of what did happen. I knew that how I was feeling had nothing to do with the virus going round school. I layed my hand on my stomach. I was sure. How would Craige react? I had been avoiding him at all costs, but that didn't discourage him. 'Ping!' I got up to check my IM. Speak of the devil, it was Craige. What was I going to tell him? I was horrible to him. I had cheated on him, and gotten myself knocked up by some older guy that I barely knew. I hadn't heard from Ben since our "date." I was pretty sure he had found some other young girl to mess around with. Oh Sim...

CapSoccerMan671: Hey babe!
ReCkLeSsLyBeAuTiFul498: Wats ^?
CapSoccerMan671: Not much. U?
ReCkLeSsLyBeAuTiFul498: just trying 2 finish my math & thinkin bout U ;*
CapSoccerMan671: U 'most done? cuz the rents r out & L is with her BF we could be alone
ReCkLeSsLyBeAuTiFul498: yeah jus let me finish this then im all ur's!!
ReCkLeSsLyBeAuTiFul498: K?
CapSoccerMan671: KK! I'll be waiting the front door is unlocked, jus let urself in, K
CapSoccerMan671: Liv, is sompin rong? u can tell me, I wont be mad or nething. its o.k.
ReCkLeSsLyBeAuTiFul498: y didnt u show @ the gazbo?
CapSoccerMan671: when? is that wat ur mad 'bout?
ReCkLeSsLyBeAuTiFul498: like 6 weeks ago & sorta. I was there & i waited for like an hour u never showed wat happened?
CapSoccerMan671: i srry, my dad was in a bad mood, grounded me 4 skipin class, & took my phone
ReCkLeSsLyBeAuTiFul498: oh, well i gotta finish this, c u in a bit! luv ya!
CapSoccerMan671: Dido Xxx
-ReCkLeSsLyBeAuTiFul498 has just signed off-

What have I got my self into? I stood up and went to get my cell. I glanced at myself in the mirror as I went past. Oh, Sim! Would Craige be able to tell what I had gotten myself into? I decided to change into a loose fitting top. Would I be able to tell him? Or would I end up hiding it from him? Did I even want this baby? I had no one to talk to, I couldn't tell my mom, I couldn't tell Craige I had slept with some older guy and got pregnant, but could I talk to Lexi? Would she understand. Maybe I should get a pregnancy test first. I did tell Craige I had to finish my homework first. I'll just go buy one, hide it, and go see Craige. It would have to wait till mom went to her "office" tomorrow. I couldn't let her catch me. That would have to do until I could think of a better plan. I grabbed my cell, and ran to catch the bus.

It was positive. I was going to be a mom. Just like that my world had changed. I needed to think of my options. I didn't know if I wanted to keep it. I didn't want to lose Craige because I made a mistake. I leaned back, and let my head rest against the cool tile wall. I closed my eyes, trying to think of how Craige would react to the news that I had cheated on him with an older man I barely knew, slept with him, and got pregnant. I mean how was I supposed to tell him this when I couldn't even tell him what had happened to me just three short years ago. Oh Sim, I could just not tell him, and rid myself of the baby and all traces of Ben. Or I could tell him, and deal with this on my own, and never talk to him or Lexi again. I surely couldn't talk to her after I cheated on her brother. My life was a mess.

"Craige, I really need to tell you somethings," I said trying not to let my voice crack.
"Yeah. Sure, what is it? What did you cheat on me and get pregnant?" He joked. Atleast I think he was joking.
"Uhh..., ummm... Well, like kinda...,"
"What!! You didn't! Did you?"
"Ummm...," words seemed to be failing me.
"Oh my Sim! You did! Who's is it? Brandon's? Jeremy's? WHOS'S? Tell me!"
"Uhhh... he doesn't go to our school. Actualy, he isn't even in school. He's 31. I only slept with him once, and I didn't even want to. I swear. I understand if you don't want to see me anymore."
"No, didn't I tell you I would love you no matter what? Well, I ment it, and I'm going to stick to my promise. It is no longer HIS baby. It's mine, okay.?" He looked like he was on the verge of tears, "When did you do it? I need to know. Atleast give me that."
"The night after you had stood me up at the gazbo. That's where I met him. I'm not even sure if I want to keep the baby."
"It's mine, you can't do that."

I couldn't belive what Craige had decided. Or should I say demanded. It wasn't Ben's baby no more, it was Craige's, and he was playing the part. I hated to let him do this to himself. I still wasn't sure what I wanted to do. "Hello my sweet, adorable baby. Are you being a good girl?"
"Girl? How do you know it's going to be a girl, Craige? I mean I'm hardly showing, there is no way to know for sure."
"Oh, I know. I can feel it. She's going to be as beautiful as her mother," Craige said confidently. He was so sure of it.
"Craige..."
"Yeah, Liv? Is something wrong?"
"I have an appointment today, after school. At the clinic," How could I tell him I was thinking of having an abortion?
"It's just a checkup, right?" he said eyeing me suspiciously. "We talked about this. It's my baby, and you can't hurt it. I went this baby. It's a symbol of our love." He was basicly in tears by now.
"Yeah, it's just a check-up," I lied through my teeth, "Did you want to come?" Oh, Sim, I'm horrible.
"Ok."

Life couldn't have got any worse, right? Wrong! While throwing-up my guts in the bathroom, Prissy Waldorf, the school hall monitor, caught me, and turned me into the principal (she thought I was drunk). Who then called my mom. Craige heard what had happened, and showed up to plead my case (he also wanted to make sure I wasn't 'really' drunk). Which the school secratery over heard, and told my mom and the principal that I was pregnant. Could the day have got any worse. Now I was going to miss my doctor's appointment. The only good thing is that the principal disscussed options, and my mom thinks adoption could be a good idea. Too bad Craige doesn't think so. What to do?

Craige was with me praciticly 24/7. He never wanted to be away from his "babies." He was obbsessed. He carried a baby name book with him everywhere, and highlighted every name he thought was pretty. He only choose girl names.
Lexi, on the other hand, spent more time with her boyfriend or with her nose in a book. I was pretty sure she knew it wasn't Craige's baby, but it wasn't because Craige or I had told her. Craige was convinced that I had never slept with someone else but him. He was really terratorial about the baby and me. Maybe I should be happy that my baby would have a father, but I felt so bad about letting Craige hold up this chirade. He also wanted Lexi to be apart of everything. I'm not sure why though. So she sat glumly on the floor against the wall, while I relaxed on my bed. Craige sat on my pink throw rug, leaning against my dresser. Trying to talk about the coming arrival of "our" baby. Every time he talk about how happy he was, the more I felt I needed to give the baby up.

I felt HUGE! It was horrible going to school knowing everybody was talking about you. I had already decided to give the baby up for adoption, and had tons of applications to look through. I know this was the best thing to do, but I felt sad. Craige was a complete disaster. He ignored me whenever I brought up the subject, so I left him out of the desicsion. Not that he had anything to do with making it. My emotions were all mixed up about the baby. I loved it because it was part of me, and hated it all at the same time. I couldn't keep it feeling like that.

It was early morning when I felt the first pain. I cried out, and my mom was soon in the room with me. "This is it!"
"Calm down. Breath," She added breathlessly. "Do you want me to get Craige?"
"NO! Just go call the agency, and tell them I'm going to the hospital. Ahhhh!"

The hospital room was stark and bland. I sat and thought about what had just happened. I had a baby girl, and was about to give to someone else. Someone who would love her, take care of her, and probaly never mention that she had another mother some where else. Did I really want that to happen? What if I kept her? Could I provide for her? What about Craige? I can't let him take blame for my mistake. He would be here soon when he knew what happened. I couldn't deal with that right now. I was thrust out of my thoughts when there was a faint knocking at the door.

My mother let her in. It was the lady from the agency. She was tall and stood hunched over in the doorway. She had chin legnth brown hair was styled like a 20's flapper's. She pushed up her black, square-framed glasses that kept falling down her nose. "I'm here to collect the baby." She looked at her clip-board,"A baby girl Kippling."
My mother looked at me like to give me a second chance to back out of this. I didn't even accknowledge her. I was already starting to care too much." Yes this is her. Isn't she a beauty?"
"Well, all you have to do is sign here, and I'll be on my way."
"Okay," I mumbled. I felt like I was going to cry. Did I really want to do this?
"Now, are you sure this is what you want to do?" She asked me peering down her nose.
"Yes," I said quickly, even though I was having second thoughts.
"Now, this contract is leagly binding. You are hearby terminating your rights as her parent. She will be the sole resposiblity of the adopted parents. You may not contact them in any way."

-Across the hall in the 4th floor waiting room...
"Mr. and Mrs. Woodsen?"
"Yes?" Serena and Heath Woodsen said in unison.
"May I present, your beautiful daughter. Isn't she adorable? If you could just come with me, we can sign the rest of the papers. Do you have any questions?"
"When can we take her home?"
"When the doctor releases her. Any other questions?" They shook their heads." Okay, well if you'll just follow me. Have you picked out a name, yet?"
"Yes," Serena smiled weakly," Tiara. After Heath's mother." Serena came from 'old money'. She was raised with southern manners, and talked with a slow, sweet, Southern accent. She was very femminin, and stood poised and gracful. Heath, on the other hand, was from the North. A Yankee-Rebel they called him. He worked in Pleasantview as a doctor. Heath was a self made man. He made his money on his own. He had no backround to speak of. It is said that his family linage can be traced back to a band of gypsies from Veronaville. Cool, huh?