Write it on the skyline( Derek Hale)

Chapter 36

A petal fluttered to the ground by the season, as I sat on the bench facing the park. I slowly sipped my coffee as I inhaled the scent of rain. It was a perfect day, the wind howled but the sky refused to cry. The playground sat still, as the droplets of the past rain decorated the swings, it was very lonely. I settled my hand on my stomach and looked up "It's a beautiful day outside off my stomach" I let out a soft chuckle to myself. It was awkward thinking about someone living inside me, as magical as it was...I was scared. I was scared because I would never see what type of a person it would turn out to be nor would it live to get a kiss from the sun.

When I stood up to walk a child crashed into me just hard enough to make me stumble. "I am sorry," the child said as he looked up at me with a smile.

I returned the smile "Are you okay?"

He nodded before he grabbed the soccer ball and took off to his mother. I stood and watched them at a distance as she kissed him on the forehead and hugged him. I think she must have been worried about where he disappeared to.

My smile slowly faded when I remembered...

The child seemed about six years old. The minute the child saw me she immediately yelled "Mum, save me" since I instinctively stuck my hand out to grab onto her as I began pulling her up. The tears were streaming down her face as if it was a waterfall, I pulled her close to me and began rocking her back and forth attempting to stop her tears. "Mum I don't want to die," she said in a soft tone as she looked me in the eye.

"I promise, I will never let you die," I said "Never"

I made a promise.

I want to keep that promise. I tugged my coat closer to me and began walking a new journey. A journey with a grieving heart. I would not survive long even if I gave up this child and if I am going, I want to leave something for Derek something that will keep him as happy as he is now, I want that something to be our child. Maybe the dream was a message that she would be born with a purpose. My life was short and beautiful it was like a flower that blossomed only to fall...

"Hi, can I meet doctor Drake Greyson?" I asked the receptionist politely. She returned my smile before she replied "Please wait a few minutes and for him to finish with a patient before you go in." I nodded and sat down on one of the chairs as I waited for him to finish. This is going to be one major milestone.

After some time, the receptionist told me to go in. I walked towards the door but just before I could open it, I took a couple of deep breathes in and plastered a fake smile on and gathered my positive energy then entered. "Good morning," I said.

"Good morning" he replied as chirpy as me.

"How can I help you Miss sparks"

Back out. Back out. Say you wanna abort it. Come on I can do it. I mean just think about it if you abort it you get to stay alive and grow old with Derek.

"I want to keep the baby"

"Are you sure?"

I drew in a deep breath as I placed my hand on my stomach in the hope to get some sort of energy from it before I finally said in a determined tone "Yes"

"Okay I can get you some mild medication that will help your body carry your child"

"okay"

"Freya, I would suggest you do all that you wish to do within these seven months"

"Isn't it normally nine months for a baby to get born"

"In your case, it is seven months" Even my months are short. I guess God must be in a hurry to pluck me after all he does only likes the most beautiful flower in the garden. So, my dear little one I hope you would be the ugliest flower in his garden.

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