Promise of Love (Ch.9)

I was enduring to be freaking out. I leaned myself to Jake’s chest to listen his heart as I still shed my tears to fall out of my eyes. I could heart his heart beating alive. "He’s alive," I was excited at the same time as I was upset. I was pulling his head to lay on my lap, brushing his hair backward. As I was ready to call an ambulance. I was sitting back to relax my back against the tree with Jake and then I pulled my mobile phone out of my pocket of my summer dress. I pressed 9-1-1 to call an emergency ambulance, but something knocked me out behind. I deadened from someone or something kicking me. My world went to the black from the paint globe. I saw nothing but just a blackness.

Groaning, I unhurriedly woke up in a strange room. Someone sat beside me on something I was laying down on. ‘Where the heck am I?’ As I was filling a consideration in bewilderment. My head. It hurt so much! I screamed in a pain out loud, but someone covered my mouth all of a sudden. I was looking at him and asked him, "Why do you do that to my Jake? Why?" I was keeping my eyes on him. I knew. He was my ex-boyfriend that I used to be with for three years. I studied him as well as he was wearing a black, baggy jeans. Also he was still in a black shirt with a picture of us and words, ‘Mike and Lynn Forever.’ That shirt reminded me in the past I got through hanging out with him in an amusement park. He bought them in the store that could made for us. I threw all of my ex-boyfriends’ gifts away in the trash because I knew I was with Jake. I hated Mike for cheating on me with someone else for two years while I was with him in three years! How horny, bastrad! The memories soared around on my mind once more to bring the pain back. I couldn’t see his feet. Only the face. I looked at him. Same face like always. He was pressing his lips against himself and then smiled at me. He brushed his fingers through his dirty, blonde, straight razor hair. Same person. I hated him deep inside in my heart. What did he have done to my love, Jake? What did he? The anger came back with the pain that caused me cry.

"Why, why?" I asked in a breaking voice. What did he want from me? Did he want me back in his life? Mike replied her back, "’Cause I want you back in my life." I shook my head in irritation with my face to let itself cry for more. "No, no, I will never want you back in my life! You hurt me! You cheated on me with someone else for two years while I was with you in three years! How could you?! How could you?" I barked as I was still laying down on the soft bed. Wait a minute, I was thinking. Was his room? I remembered all the thing I used to spend with him for few years in here but my head hurt so bad! Why did he hit me for? I hated him! Mike was staring at his floor while he was sitting on the bed beside me. I rushed to get up from the bed and I pointed an index finger on the road to him. I shuddered my head as I chucked, "You are such a stupid boy I ever met. You could kill my Jake! I can’t believe it! He’s only and the one I loved. He was there for me every time I shed my tears after our huge breakup! He knew it was you!" I screamed loudly as much as I could. "Where is Jake? Where is he!" I still rose my voice in a roar, as I stood behind the window in between nightstand and bed. Mike still gazed on the bed. He suddenly grabbed me and dropped me on the bed. I was afraid if he could hurt me worse than before. I hate the feelings. I didn’t want to be scared at all because I wanted to be strong for only and the one true love, Jake.

Someone kicked the door thunderously and it fell down on the floor. I was excited if he could save my life from having being beat up by Mike. I screamed in a loud-mouthed, "Save me, Jake! Save me!" I was glad it was my Jake. Mike got up and walked toward him. I stood up from the bed once again, grabbed something, ran, and jumped on him. Hitting his head behind his back, I was forced to hit a bottle. Crack! The glass bottle broke on his head, as he collapsed himself falling down on the floor. Jake gasped as he could surprised in his face and chuckled. Jake reached his hand in an air to grab my hand. The nervous system with such butterflies rose around in my abdomen. I touched his hand and checked if I had a phone with me. It was still with me in the pocket. Whew, I thought.

We ran outside of the house to reach the road to escape from Mike. I would never forgive his mistake. Never. Never is never that I believed in. "Are you okay, Lynn?" Jake asked me in anxious as he reached a kiss toward my face. The spotlight was running toward us. It was my last kiss. My sweet, last kiss. The drunk truck hit us as hard as he could. We flew to fall down on the ground with such a pain again. I was groaning as then I fainted for a second time. Where is my love, I dreamed all over again in the same word while I was dying on the inside and outside.

MMy, my torture eyes with the tears woke me up little by little on the inside with the pain. My body ached too bad from getting a hit from the drunk truck. The drunk truck. It was all his fault. It was my fault too. My mind was filling of the imagination of the spotlight toward Jake and me. I let the tears to drop out of my closed eyes, laying on the soft bed. What, I thoughts. Where was I? Where was I? I steadily unlocked my right eye but I couldn’t open my other eye with such a bruise. I couldn’t see. I only saw the bright. Where was I? Why am I here? I finally opened my eye completely. I saw a woman and man crying while they were hugging together. Who were they? Wait, it were my parents! I whispered in a breaking voice, "Mom, Dad?" They swiftly walked toward me. I studied this room. The white, naked walls with the television on the little table right across my bed was worrying me. I felt the oxygen in my nose, as I looked at the IV inside my skin. It hurt so much, but then I looked at the blood serum right next to me. I freaked out because I knew I hated the blood so much. I turned my head straight to my parents slowly. As I was going to ask them, "Where is Jake?" My mother looked away to the window as she putted her hand on her waist and her other hand placed itself to hold her other arm. My father was looking at me with the tears and replied, "You don’t want to know." I shook my head. No, it couldn’t be. He couldn’t be dead, my thought said. I was filling my tears with my heart breaking into million of pieces. I was looking at my mom and she nodded with her miserable expression leaving on her face. I whispered, "Farewell, my love." The words were something I never wanted to say. It ended my love life. My world would be never same once again with Jake. It was all my fault. I would never want someone to be my next lover again. Never again. I would want to stay alone for my rest of my life. I never told him that I had his baby. I rather kept a secret with myself without letting my parents know. I told my doctor to keep a secret. Not even a word.