I'm coming home. I send to my mother.
Baby, why? She sends back within a few moments. Her
questioning me feels weird, but then I did leave and say I was never coming
back.
There is someone I want
you to meet I send back. I
turn off my phone, so I don't get bombarded with text and calls that I don't
know how to answer yet.
"Jessie," I
giggle, poking him on the nose, he giggles back wrapping his little hand around
my finger. I look and see Jake, looking at me with pure hate raged. I sigh.
"Look, Jake, I had done everything you wanted to do when it came to Jessie,
but it's time he meets my family. He is my son." I hear him sigh.
"You don't have to come, we aren't together. Actually, you not coming
would make this easier on me." I say, playing with Jessie some more.
"Look, Katie, I
know that me going is hard on you but, I need to be there if anything happens
to Jessie," It's my turn to sigh. "I'll stay away from your family,
but he is my son."
"Yeah, I couldn't
even forget that even if I tried. Jessie looks so much like you." I say,
looking at him with pleading eyes. Then I see Sarah, His girlfriend, walk up. I
look away from them.
"Jake, you can't
leave," she says, most likely glaring at me. They were together when I got
pregnant with Jessie. I didn’t know at the time. I found out when I showed up
at his house and told him I was pregnant. She walked to the door and asked who I
was at the same time he asked if it was his. Looking back, I can’t help but
laugh at it. He looked so scared.
“Why not, Sarah? It’s my
kid leaving. I should be going with him.” He says, touching her face. She looks
scared to say something, but he doesn’t seem to notice.
“Sarah, is everything
okay?” I ask, hoping she says no. I really don’t want him to come along. She
looks at me, holding Jessie, and she pales when her eyes land on Jessie. She
might be pregnant, but that’s far fetched even for me.
“No,” She says, lifting
a shaky hand to her stomach, “Jessie is the only kid you have.” She sobs. Jake
takes a step back.
“How, I thought you
couldn’t get pregnant.” He says.
“I said it was hard for
me to get pregnant, not that I couldn’t. I’m pregnant, it wasn’t the flu making me sick. I saw the
doctor today, and he told me.” I see Jake pale.
“I’ll go to the bathroom.”
I walk away as he asks.
“Why, now?” He asks. As I
walk into the bathroom, I sigh. He wants to take Jessie away from me..
(I needed to stop this one. I lost interest in this story.)
