Trapped

Present day

I'm almost done explaining this. I just can't let it go.

"Layla your mom is on the way,"Zander informed me.

"Mom,"I said under my breath.

"Do you want to wait until she's here to finish?"Zander asked me.

"No I want to go on,"I answered.

"Okay wait a second I got to do something real quick,"Zander stood up.

I nodded and folded my arms. I then put my hand over my stomach.

"We're gonna be okay,"I murmured."You're gonna be okay."

I felt hungry again. I turned to Leroy.

"Can I get something else to eat?"I asked nicely.

"Hungry again?"he chuckled.

"Yes,"I forced a smile.

"Sure I'll be back,"he nodded.

......

As I waited for Leroy to come back with my food I thought about my baby. That's all I want to focus on after this. When I go home I'm going to get my life together. I'm going to move out, go to college, buy baby clothes and baby food and all the stuff babies need. Then in eight months I'm going to be the best mother I can ever be. Wether we find out if Kyle is alive or not after this I will still not give up on this baby. I can't allow myself to forget my first love. The guy I got pregnant by. The guy I planned to spend the rest of my life with. You see the worst part about this experience is that I found out Kyle was going to propose to me during this trip. He had everything planned out. I found the letter. And the ring. It sucks to know that honestly. It sucks that my classmates died at a young age. Didn't even get to go off on their own. Or live the life they dreamt of living. Maybe I should of died along with them. It would of been fair. Then maybe I wouldn't have to live the rest of my life feeling this guilt. This pain. This sorrow. But life isn't fair. No it isn't. And it never will be. As I mentioned before, everything happens for a reason...maybe I know why.