“You look upset,” she said, putting her hand on his shoulder.
He hugged her tight and was trembling. “I got fired this morning,” he confessed.
“Fired! Oh no!” She was suddenly sick with worry for him.
“My dad’s friend got me this job. If he finds out I got fired he’s gonna kill me. I can hear him complaining about how I embarrassed him.”
Alexandria didn’t have the words to make him feel better. All she could do was give him a kiss on his cheek and tell him it would all work out, somehow. Cash didn’t tell his dad the news and decided to stay in San Antonio. He said he would just find another job and pretend like everything was cool. Luckily, his friends didn’t kick him out and let him stay at their place. Alexandria continued going to school, so their plan was to spend time together whenever they could. For about a month everything started looking up, Cash was able to find work and Alexandria’s parents didn’t suspect anything.
But in the end, Abraham’s friend told him that Cash got fired a month ago for missing too much work. He demanded that Cash come home immediately. When Cash refused, Abraham put a guilt trip on him by saying he was getting too old to take care of himself and that he needed his help. Cash hated his father, but he was all the family he’d ever known so he eventually agreed to go. The next morning, Alexandria met up with him, ready to spend the day together, when he told her that his father needed him and that he had to leave. She begged him not to go but knew he had to. They both cried and kissed each other goodbye. Alexandria was devastated. How was she supposed to live without him? She didn’t want to hold him back from anything, so she opted not to tell him that she’d just found out she was pregnant.
Once Cash left for Oklahoma that morning, she went to her first class, only for her professor to tell her she had to go see the counselor. She immediately got a sick feeling in her stomach because she knew she was in trouble. She arrived at the counselor’s office and sat down, where they proceeded to tell her she was failing most of her classes.
“What do you mean I’m failing?” she said with irritation.
“Ms. Wright, you have missed vital information in most of your classes, and you have exceeded the number of absences allowed per semester. You’re on academic probation until further notice.”
The counselor looked at Alexandria like she was an idiot, like she should have known she was failing. In retrospect, Alexandria knew the counselor was right.
“Isn’t there anything I can do? Do you understand that my parents are going to kill me?” she cried.