Adopted by beyonce

Chapter 14: The Phone Call (Updated)

⚠️Trigger warning ⚠️
This chapter talks about suicide which may be triggering to some readers. READER DISCRETION ADVISED!!!

### Jake's POV:

It's been three months since Neveah left me. My parents want nothing to do with me, my daughter doesn't know who I am anymore, and the world is shutting me down. I feel completely lost and hopeless. The guilt and regret consume me every day, leaving me with a constant ache in my chest. I go out on my balcony, the weight of my mistakes pressing down on me. I look out at the city, feeling utterly alone and desolate.

**Jake:** God, I'm sorry.

With a final, deep breath, I step off the edge. Suicide feels like my only option.

### Neveah's POV:

While I am playing with my princess, Faith, I get a phone call from the hospital. The doctor tells me to come immediately; someone close to me has died. My heart races as I quickly change into black leggings, a grey "Dope" sweater, my silver Michael Kors watch, silver bangles, a black flight hat, and black-and-white Jordans. I drop Faith off at my mom's house, trying to stay calm despite the panic rising inside me.

When I arrive at the hospital, I see Jake lying in the bed, the heart monitor showing a flat line.

**Neveah:** NOOOO! SOMEBODY HELP! HE'S DEAD! NOOO! PLEASE! (I scream, tears streaming down my face.)

**Doctor:** I'm sorry, honey. He committed suicide.

**Neveah:** PLEASE, DOCTOR! I CAN'T! HE'S THE FATHER OF MY CHILD!

### Flashback to the Beginning:

I remember when Jake and I first met. He was charming and full of life. We fell in love quickly, and soon after, I was pregnant with Faith. The first few months were blissful. We were a family, and everything seemed perfect. But then, things started to change. Jake became distant, and I felt him slipping away. Our once perfect relationship was crumbling, and I didn't know how to stop it.

### Jake's POV Before the Fall:

The weight of my decisions started to crush me. Leaving Neveah and Faith was my biggest mistake. I sought comfort in Leanna, thinking it would fill the void, but it only made things worse. I thought about Neveah and Faith every day, regretting every moment I spent away from them. I lost my family, and now I had nothing left.

**Jake:** I've ruined everything. There's no way back.

I looked at the city below me, thinking about the life I had destroyed. The guilt was unbearable. My heart ached for the family I abandoned, and the pain was too much to bear.

### Neveah's POV After the Call:

As I drive to the hospital, memories flood my mind. I think about the early days with Jake, how happy we were, and how much we dreamed about our future together. Tears blur my vision, but I push through, desperate to get to the hospital.

When I walk into Jake's room, the sight of his lifeless body shatters me. I collapse next to his bed, sobbing uncontrollably. The reality of his death hits me like a tidal wave. I think about Faith, how I will have to explain this to her, and my heart breaks even more.

### Two Weeks Later:

The funeral is a somber affair. Family and friends gather to say their goodbyes, but I feel disconnected from it all. Faith clings to me, not fully understanding what has happened. I hold her close, trying to find strength in her innocent presence.

**Faith:** Mwommy, where is dwaddy?

**Neveah:** (Choking back tears) Daddy is in heaven, sweetheart. He's watching over us now.

**Faith:** Okway.

### Moving Forward:

In the weeks that follow, I try to find a new normal for Faith and me. It's hard, and the pain of losing Jake is still raw, but I know I have to keep going for Faith's sake. I focus on being the best mother I can be, hoping that time will heal some of the wounds.

I visit Jake's grave often, talking to him about our daughter and how we are doing. It brings me some comfort, though the pain never fully goes away. I remember the good times we had and try to forgive him for leaving us.

### One Year Later:

It's been a year since Jake's death. Faith and I have moved into our own apartment. I've found a job that I enjoy, and I've started to rebuild my life. The pain of losing Jake is still there, but it's less overwhelming now. I've learned to live with it.

**Faith:** Mwommy, is dwaddy still watching over us?

**Neveah:** Yes, sweetheart. Daddy is always watching over us.

We sit together, looking at a photo album filled with pictures of Jake.