Johnnie needs Kyle (Kohnnie)

Chapter 11

I am so, so sorry...

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Number of words-1018

johnnies POV

"Kyle! That car-" I had started to say until we got t-boned by a car: my side.

I blacked out. I then woke up in the ambulance, and passed out again. Then woke up in a large room, alone with an ache in my- well everything. But, I had a nagging pain in my stomache and my heart.

It's like I automatically knew that I had lost my babies.

"U-Um miss nurse. I'm awake. Can I talk to someone?" I say, pressing the button besides my bed before breaking into a sob, realizing my heart and stomache were empty and sad.

A nice lady with a sad smile, pink hair, green eyes, and a name plate that read 'Calista' walked in with water and a meal.

"Hey sweetie. My name is Calista, but you can call me Cali. I don't want to say this to you, but in the impact, your placenta detached and your twins passed away. I'm so, so sorry. I know how it feels." I nodded, shedding a few tears before realizing:
"My boyfriend! Where is he!?" I start panicking

"Shhh shhh he's sleeping in the room over." She said quietly

"H-how about our b-baby?" I ask nervously with a few tears sliding down my face in fear of loosing our last child.

To my relief, her face lit up a little and she says happily,"your baby is fine, a little shooken, but fine. We were able to find out the gender if you'd like to know." She half asked me

"Um, why not." I say nearly emotionlessly

"A girl. It's a girl." She says, and I let a small smile play at my lips.

"Can I go see him?" I ask

"Yes. We have not told him about your twins yet, but again, I am so sorry. Please, let me know if I can help you at any time. I'll be right back" She says, patting my leg and running to grab a wheel chair to help me.

Once I was up and in the chair, she wheeled my down a few doors to a room and knocked. We hear a light 'come in' before entering.

As soon as I got in the room, he smiled, but that fell. I then realized I was slightly crying. "What's wrong? What happened?" He asks quickly

I let a small smile pull at my lips and wipe away tears. Words were no where, so my only way to answer was to slowly look down at my empty tummy and cry lightly. After a minute, I look up to see tears streaming down his face and his hand over his mouth. "This is my fault."

"No it's not. It's the other drivers fault."

We sat there and talked for a while. Then, a subject came up. Open adoption.

"Are you sure, baby?" I ask him

"Yeah. I think we're really young. Besides, it's open, we will still be able to see her." He says

"Yeah. Ok. We should call Brooklynn and Sophie. They were saying how they wanted two, right?" I suggest

"Yeah. I guess..." He says looking at his lap

We're really good friends with Sophie and Brooklynn. Sophie gave birth to baby Rosalie Machelle a few weeks ago.

"We don't have to if you really don't want to, Kyle, I need to know." I say, leaning forward and lifting his chin

"I do. Sorta. I know Brook and Soph would be good for her but I may never have someone to call me daddy. What if we can have any more?" He pleads

"Princess, we can always adopt." I say, looking him dead in the eyes and asking once more," are you sure?"

"Yes."

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So came the months. Moments ago, my baby born. Well, one of three. We had learned that I was supposed to have twin boys, so where the car crash took place, we put up signs saying "RIP Jaxon Victor and Karson Rylie".

Sad, huh?

I broke it off with Kyle about 2 months ago, but we decided to stay friends incase baby Violet Cazey needs us someday. That's our baby. She has blonde/brown hair and blue eyes. Kyle lets go of my hand and looks at me sadly.

"I'm sorry." He says sadly

"Why, Kyle?" I ask, watching them wrap the crying baby up.

"I killed our boys. It's my fault. We could've still been a happy family if I would've payed attention." He says sleepily

"It's not your fault...princess." I say as he doses off

I take the pink bundle of baby in my arms and watch as she too falls asleep. I sit there for hours and hours until I've had enough love from her that I'll have the courage to come back one day.

Yep, it's time for me to leave.

I set her down in a cradle thing besides a sleeping Kyle and write a letter:

"Dear princess. I'm sorry I'm leaving. I can't stay with the two people I love and not get to have them because they think it's their fault. Today is the 5th. I will be back in 5 years. Please, keep Violet. Show her how much love she can get from one daddy. I left a few thousand dollars, and all the baby stuff in your room. I'm sorry. I love you. I've loved you since that day on the playground when you carried me home in the rain. I've loved you since you saved my life. I love you. Take care of my baby, please? Raise her on Pierce the Veil and Sleeping with Sirens. Give her sweets, but only with a please first. Show her how to braid, but only after having her tell you the alphabet. When I get back, I hope you don't hurt me too badly haha, but I want to see where you are. Much love my princesses, JG.
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I might make a drama filled sequel. Not sure. But here's because I left the end open.