Mistake

Chapter 10

8 months pregnant.

Oh. My. Gosh. This baby won't stop kicking me. I can't sleep at all. She is tearing my bellybutton up! I get up to get something to drink when, Ugh she did something, I don't know what but I have to run to throw up. I sit up and roll my eyes. Goodness, Kayla. I go back to bed with the kicking baby. When I wake up my mom is standing over me. "Have you been skipping school again?" She asks, calm. "Yeah," I say. "I have." She raises her hand to smack me but then lowers it. "Fine. If you want to be dumb than go ahead. I am no longer forcing you to go to school."  I sigh and look down. "Can I feel?" She asks randomly pointing to my belly. I nod awkwardly. She puts her hand on my belly and smiles. "She's kicking." She says. I nod. This is weird. She's putting her hands on me, but not in the bad way. I lay down, because honestly, I'm tired. My mom gets the idea and leaves. I can't sleep though, so I decide to head to the lake. Then, someone I don't expect to see there. Joseph. "Hi." he says, smiling. "Where's Ginger?" I ask. "I broke up with her." I look down. "Oh. Did you get her pregnant and then leave her alone to?" I ask coldly. "Violet, no." "Why are you here anyway?!"  He sighs. "I see you come down here a lot, and I wanted to feel the baby." I laugh so hard. "You don't deserve to feel or see her, and you're not. Ever." I turn around to leave when he grabs me in an embrace from the back, that used to make me weak back then, and still does. "I'm sorry, Violet." He whispers in my ear. "I'm so sorry, for everything."  I stand there. "I forgive you." I say. I might as well, I don't want to die being mad at anyone but myself. I pull out of his enbrace and walk home. It feels better to forgive, than to be mad at people, all the time. I feel the baby move. and smile. One more month, and Violet, will be gone, like the wind, forever. It's almost over. Almost over. I smile at the thought. Pulling me out of my suicidal thoughts, I get a call from Sarah. "Hello?" I say. "Hi, Vile. I was wondering if you'd like to come to church with me this Sunday?" I imediately answered. "No. Thanks."  "Oh, well um, call me back if you change your mind! The girls would love to see you again!" I frown. "I will if I change my mind." We both know that won't happen. I hang up when I get home and decide to write a letter to Kayla, when she is old enough to read. I began to write. "Dear Kayla, I hope you like your life! I pray for you everyday! I'm 8 months now soon to be 9. That will be our last month together! I love you so much and I hope you understand that I did this to protect you. You don't need to be around someone as horrible as me. I made mistakes. Don't make the same ones I made. Be strong and patient. Keep your promises to God. Never give up on life, okay? If people are bullying you at school, let Sarah know! I really hope this helps you. When you have your first boyfriend, save your cookies for marriage. Understand me? I am only 16 years old, I don't want you to be having a baby that early. So save it! I love you!. I hope you have an amazing life.! -Love Violet, Your mom."