Dear Blake

Baylee & Blake

It was exactly 12:47 when I heard my 'I Want it That Way' ringtone go off and alert me that I had a text. I turned over in my bed to face my nightstand to look at my phone. my notifications told me that I had a text from My Bae Boy. I laughed when I read the contact name. I opened up the text from my boyfriend and it read, "hey, I really need to see you ASAP." 

I responded, "OK, I'll keep my window unlocked if you wanna come over."

About 10 minutes later, there was a tap on the window, I let Blake in. He greeted me with a 20 second kiss, pulled back and tried whispering, "I want you to know that I love you. And what is going to happen in exactly 4 days is going to tear up apart. I had absolutely no control over this. I'm sorry, Bay," he said as tears were streaming down his face. I had no idea what was happening.

"Blake, what's going on? Why does 4 days sound so approximate?"

Blake looked at me with his big, brown, puffy eyes, and said, "you know how my mom is in prison, and my dad is a serious alcoholic, and if anything happens to him, I have no choice but to go to Salem to live with my Aunt. My dad says he's planning on robbing a bank, because he can't afford to pay any bills this month. I told him that he's crazy, but he won't listen to me."

I quickly wrapped my arms around him, and told him that he doesn't deserve it. Blake has messed up parents, a family whose fallen apart over the years, but he also has a good heart, and he's incredibly smart.

He put his hands on my face and looked sadly and deeply into my eyes. He sniffled and ran his fingers through my hair. "I wanted everything with you, Baylee. You were supposed to be my date to prom. You were supposed to be my bride. You were supposed to be the mother of our children."

"Don't lose hope now, Blake. Who knows, maybe Gracie will move to Arizona to take care of you, so you won't have to leave your hometown."

"No, Baylee. Gracie would never do that. She's too strict, has a good job, nice house, perfect family. She wouldn't want to be here."

We lied down on my bed, and his arms, still wrapped around me. Tears streaming down both of our faces. I knew how much I didn't want to lose Blake. I fell in love with Blake in 9th grade. we started dating the summer we got out of 9th grade, ready to be 10th graders. But everything was going to change. And for once in my life, I was going to miss Blake. Dearly.