Promise of Love (Ch.12)

In three months later, I went often to the beach to rest in peace to have a spirit for Jake. That’s what I still do. That’s where we raised. I knew his parents let me go on their private beach. I didn’t want to go to my former, private beach because I didn’t want to see my parents at all. I walked to the storage and I saw his blue boat I used to remember. Suddenly I saw the name on the boat. It was named after me, 'Lynn Rose' I didn’t understand. My heart beat softly. I breathed hardly and got nowhere to be found in the lone, shattered planet. My mind still misunderstood by any means.

I crumpled my knees against the sands and I looked down at my big belly in my three-months pregnancy. "Oh, it might be named for my daughter." I whispered.

A bright, pale angel walked toward me as heck as I was confused. I couldn’t see his face so far but when he was closer to me. I saw his face. Jake. I still could hear the ocean roaring against the sands.

I was scared but excited at the same times.

Looking up at his face, he whispered, "It is my wish to name her after your middle name, Rose. Her second name is your choice. It’s all I want because I believe it’s beautiful." In next second, he vanished to fade. I was letting myself to cry. It was almost to be real.

When I went back to the beach once again, sitting and watching the sunset to fall into a night with filling of the stars. To the beat of my heart, I was listening as long as I watched the stars to smile at us, I mean me and my child. The stars were probably happy because they were with Jake, I guess.

It’s all the matter I could give my child a best life. I went back to school alone with Stephie in last year. Senior was the best thing of our lives but I knew it wasn’t easy for me because I couldn’t go back to college for my daughter at all. I preferred to raise her first and then I could go back to college to get a better job for me and her. I always prayed to give me one thing.

It was hardest time for me to keep a baby inside. Every month, it was getting heavier and heavier but I kept myself straighten up and walk everywhere. I wasn’t like other teen or adult mothers. I was strong. It wasn’t my thought but I knew I was strong because I could do anything for her. Not just for me. I kept going on to cry a little every night to shout his name. I wished I wasn’t that strong, upcoming mother but I had to do.

I studied hard at school well and I did my homework done every time, my teachers gave me during school period. I had to do well but I could see everyone saw me in disgust because I was pregnant. It was fine with me because I didn’t care at all. It was just a mistake I made but for me, it was just a beautiful miracle. I didn’t care at all but Stephie did care like always. She stood up on the stage and spoke loudly, so everyone could pay attention to her.

"People, be quiet please!" She shouted at the full volume as loud as it turned up. "Listen, I know you are disguised to see my best friend, Lynn, in a pregnancy but I don’t care! You all have to respect her."

I was shocked but everyone was looking at me and then looked at Steph once again.

"I know she is four-months pregnant with her beautiful daughter on the inside but sometimes you have to respect her. It doesn’t matter what she is but her boyfriend is dead now! She’s my best friend no matter what or who she is. Look, some people made mistakes that they didn’t meant to but something miracle happens. Someday, you will understand when you get older and have baby in your marriage. You will understand…and please don’t do anything against her."

I was shocked once again but I was happy that she stood up for me. I was crying but it didn’t meant to be sad. It meant joy of the tears.

Everyone nodded and walked to me, "I am sorry." ‘I am sorry’ words repeated many times to me but I whispered after they were gone, "It’s okay."