Promise of Love (Ch.11, P.2)

Finally at last, Stephie arrived in my room with her smile far and wide on her face. I told her that I was ready to speak with my parents about having a baby with her. She nodded to let me go to them. It was my fear to let my heart having an attack but it didn’t. I walked to their room. Tap, tap, knocking the door facing my face, I was nervous to speak the truth. Maybe, they will able to kick me out. I was very scared because I knew they will able to hate me for getting a pregnant with my Jake. I waited and waited until I heard soft footsteps toward the door. My pulse kept going on throughout my veins, frightening my heart and waiting. I hated the feelings of fear that I supposed not to for my unborn child inner my tummy. I will love to feel the child on the inside but I will have to wait for the next nine months. The door finally opened behind my mother. She was only my fear that will able to slap across my face, maybe. Even though I was not afraid in the next minute, thinking of my child and Jake. I was not going to give up at all. She hugged me around my shoulders as I went to threw my arms around her waist.

I whispered in her ear, "I am pregnant, Mom. I am not going to let you abort my child." She rushed to back me off gently. The sound of a terror. I didn’t like it at all when she gasped. I was walking little away behind to the wall. "Don’t slap my face, Mom." I warned her as she looked down on the floor. She probably knew that I had enough pain deep on the inside since the tragedy.

"I-I am…shocked all about this. How could you?" She mumbled softly. "How could you, Lynn?" She shook her head as she leaned her back against the wall. "Why did you get a pregnant? Is this his child too?" I nodded my head. My fear was gone for awhile but my veins still vibrated until I spoke the truth. "I am pregnant with Jake, yes, and I loved him. It was all the matter I could do with him." I whispered loudly as much as she could hear me. I let myself cry in one drop of tears out of my eyes. "Lynn, I am not mad at you anymore. I used to be because you were always hanging out with Jake more than us. Although, I am feeling deep remorse for you to lose your dear Jake, darling."

I was surprised what the words said.

"I hope your dad will accept your pregnancy, Lynn. I am not sure anymore but if he doesn’t accept it. Take a baby with you, I’ll always be on your side as right now as I am supporting you, baby." I was astonished once again to make my voice gasp. I was not sure if I was excited or miserable. I was probably wounding up and miserable at the same times. Maybe. I thanked my mom. "Thanks, Mom. I know it was my mistake but it’s another miracle." I was calmed as I went back to my room where Stephie was waiting for me.

"How did you do?"

"Very surprise."

"Really, how come?"

I went back to the bed as I got up to move on top of it with my smile leaving on my face. I was happy that my mother really cared about my happiness. At the same time, I was still miserable that Jake couldn’t be there for me to see his daughter after my labor.

"Mom accepts my pregnancy. It was very…surprised, Stephie." I saw her face to be lost in the world once again but after that moment, she finally smiled. She threw her arms open in an air to wait for me to hug her. I hugged her. She knew I loved hugs so much.

I waited for my dad to finish his argument with my mom as much as I could hear them in far distance in a huge three-stories house. My heart flatted once more. I guessed he didn’t accept me at all. I sighed.

All of the sudden, Dad pushed the door open in an air with his irritation. I was frightening. Stephie was suddenly walking to hide me behind her back. She was strong friend I ever had that I always could depend on her. I was glad to be lucky to have her as my best friend but she was more like a sister than being best friend.

I was glad.

Once I saw my father’s crimson, infuriated face to stare at me. I was watching my mom to keep him away from me. I was confused. I didn’t understand. She mouthed, ‘Run, run, honey.’ I was waiting for my mom to push him against the floor. I escaped my room with Stephie. She pointed her index finger and screamed, "Go, go! I will catch you up!"

I ran.