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Best Friends. Until Death Do Us Part.
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 Created on 6-18-07
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"Baby. I love you. I'll be home soon. Ok. Stay awake for me. I have a present for you. I think you'll really like it." said Ryan, my boyfriend.
"Hunny. I'll stay up all night if I have to, but drive safe. I don't want you getting hurt. Plus I know you and your friends are drunk so all y'all better fucking drive ok. And if you need me to pick you up I will. Ok?" I replied.
"Baby. I promise to drive carefully. I don't know about everyone else, but I'll call you if I need your help."answered Ryan. "Oh and baby. I'm sorry, but I have to go. I'll see you in about 15min."
****CLICK****
Summer sweat, schools starting everywhere, my cheerleading season was in the middle of it's season, and Ryan's football season almost over. I never knew he would be my longest and hardest relationship. I found out early the morning after we talked on the phone that he was in the hospital. I cried, hearing those words from my best friends parents. Ryan wa smy best friend. He was boyfriend. And he was the everything I could've ever had dreamed of.
My sister came and picked me up to go to the hospital. She was close to Ryan too. Kaihli, my little sister, had actually introduced us. I never knew she had "older" friends. He was of course a year and a half older than me, but still, even with our age difference I loved him.
We drove up and down the streets. It felt like I was on a rollar coaster ride, never to end. I kept feeling worse and worse about how I was the reason for this incident. I could've prevented it. We pulled up to the hospital ER. Kaihli held my hand as we went in. I was crying as soon as we hit the hospital door. I walked into Ryan's room, saw his parents, introduced myself because we never met, but they knew everything about me, and sat down next to Ryan on his bed.
"Baabby. Is that you??"muttered Ryan.
"Yes. It's me. Are you ok?"I asked.
"Kendra baby. They don't know if I'm gonna make it, but if I do or don't I'm still going to give you your present. Right here. Right now. And baby? I'm sorry I can't get down on one knee for this." smiled Ryan.
"Ryan. You didn't...did you? You went and..." I paused.
"Yes baby I did. Will you be my girlfriend for the rest of our lives together, and marry me when we're of age?" asked Ryan.
"Oh my...Ryan. You didn't have to get me a ring to tell me you wanted to be together. I love you as is. So. Baby. Yes. I would love to be your girlfriend for the rest of our lives together and your wife when we're of age." I replied.
Ryan leaned up to hug me and hold me close to him as we layed together on his bed. I never thought Ryan would be the guy to do that at the newly age of 16. And him asking me, a cheerleader, 14 years of age, and pregnant with his baby.
"Oh. Ryan? Everyone?" I asked.
"Yes baby." answered Ryan.
"I forgot to tell you this last night because you never came home...But anyways. I'm. I'm. I'm carrying your baby. It's a girl. You can't really tell that I'm pregnant, but baby. I'm kinda three and a half months now." I replied.
"Oh Kendra. I'm so glad. You and I have always wanted a girl. I never knew it would be this early..." Ryan said before I cut him off.
"Yeah. Me either." I finished.
"Wow. Kendra, are you sure you want to keep her? I mean, you are 14 and I am 16. By the time the baby's born I'll be 17 and you'll be 15. I don't want you to lose you're teen years because of our baby. I want you to make the right choice, but I'm not sure keeping it would be the best. But nor do I think having it would be the best either. Kendra I want this baby to be ours, but how are we going to raise it?" questioned Ryan, with his eyes glistening.
"I don't know. Ryan. We could have the baby and..." I was cut off.
"You could keep the baby at my house and I could take care of her and you both could come over whenever to see her." said Ryan's mom, since she lived with her "new" hubby. Ehh. We hated him.
"Umm. Thanks, but no thanks." I replied.
"You can raise her in my house." said Ryan's dad. He was the answer we were looking for.
"Thank you. We really thank you for your offer. We'll talk more about it later. Ok dad?" Ryan and I both had said.
By now the doctors came in and asked for everyone to leave. Ryan asked if I could stay, lying next to him, while the doctor did what he had to do. And the doctor said it would be ok.
I layed there for hours. Thinking, "Dear god. If you can hear me, please please please...Do not let Ryan die. We have a child on the way and If he dies, I know I will too. Please. I love him. I miss him already. He's not the same as before and I need him. He's my chocolate to my strawberry. He's my peanut to my butter. He's the everything and more.". But little did I know, my prayer was heard a little too late.
I layed there next to Ryan's body. He said one last thing.
"Baby. I love you. Never leave me. You, Me, and the baby will be a family. I promise."
After those few words, he passed away. In my arms, was his body when it happened. He was holding me and I was holding him. Not a day goes by, when I don't think about him. I miss him to this day. And his baby girl, she died. It was the worse week of my life. It was Sunday when I found out I was pregnant. Monday when we celebrated out two and a half year relationship. Tuesday when we went shopping and everything was perfect. Thursday when we had football/cheerleading practice the day before his game. Friday when we had our game and he went partying while I stayed home with the girlies and had girl time. Saturday when he passed away. And now Sunday again...I found out the day after his death, his baby girl had been a miscarrige.
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Please Login to post comments| On June 18th 2007 KendraDevan Said : | |
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yeah |
| On June 18th 2007 gennae Said : | |
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is that true?????? |
