Clueless

Chapter One.

21 Years Ago

*Jollie POV*

"Mrs. Springs, I'm going to need you to push one more time for me okay!?" The nurse yelled at me.  I felt so horrible, I wanted to stop. I know that I'm losing a lot of blood already,  but I feel like I'm bleeding on the inside.  "Push again,  I need more towels and a doctor please,  the baby is crowning!!" The nurse cried urgently. I'm trying hard to push. I didn't want my mom or my husband to see me,  not like this. "Okay the baby is coming, I need you to cut the cord" she said,  referring to her assistant that looked scared out of his mind.

Within 3 minutes I pushed out my baby girl with the last amount of energy that I had. I was scared, but I knew that no matter what I needed to leave a piece of myself here on earth.
My baby girl was now cleaned and I got to hold her. Surprisingly, my mom came in and snapped a photo of me and my baby for the first time again,  and held on to it.  "Man,  my first grandaughter" she smiled and my baby smiled with her. She looked so much like me, with her crazy curly hair and beautiful big Brown eyes.
"Momma...." I said as she put her camera away and taken my baby girl from me.  "I need you to take care of them okay.... make sure that they are always happy and that they know that I love them so much..."
"Child, what the hell are you talking about" my mother asked as she looked at me so crazy. But I ignored the question and kept talking. "Make sure my husband knows that I love him,  and all the family does too..." the heart monitor started beeping and my mom started getting frantic and by then the nurses and doctor came in, one trying to get my mother out. "Mom I love you... remember me" and she was fighting those nurses escorting her out. "But Jollie, your first borns" and I smiled, saddened by our departure.  "Make sure you take care of them mom.... take care of them" and with that I blanked out.

I remember hearing the operation being done.  They got out my placenta,and tried to stop my bleeding. I remember my mother telling my husband about my condition and him yelling at everyone so crazy. I wanted to hug my mom so bad. I walked over and touched her,  telling her that everything would be okay. I looked at my daughter. "Be happy always. Be a good girl. You'll grow up and be a beautiful woman. Don't let anyone tell you nothing baby girl". And she smiled in my direction. I walked over to him. "You're a protector. Whatever happens you'll always be right there. Protect her. Please. Be a strong person,  smart and respectable." I go down to my husband now pacing back and forth. Somehow my presence stopped him. I smiled. And touched his cheek. "Don't hold this against yourself. I knew what I was getting myself into. I love you." And I kissed his cheek. I went back to the operating room and watched as they failed to repair my body I felt at peace,  knowing that I will be happier where I'm going.
The sound of singing and trumpets greeted my ears as I heard the booming voice.
"Come Home."
I'm ready when you are. I was always ready.
I'm ready to come home....

Two Days Later

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Valerie POV*
"Troy, we need to give her a name" I sighed as he laid still.  Motionless.  He hasn't spoken since Lee died. I'm mourning her death just as bad but we have to name their daughter.
"Troy if yo ass don't snap out of-"
"My wife. Just. Died. I don't care what it's named, I just lost someone that I care for so much, to a child" and looked at me with such... blankness. Like I wouldn't punch him 5 times and back until he got his since back.
"Listen here you punk,  IT is your DAUGHTER,  a creation out of love and sorry to inform you but it has HALF of YOUR DNA!! And you're saying YOUR wife, like you gave birth to her,  watch her grow up, go to school,  get married, and been there for her entire life.  You may have lost your wife,but I just lost my daughter. My flesh and blood. And instead of grieving and bitching like you I'm trying to continue on what she wanted me to do,  and that's taking care of at least ONE of her children,  and dammit so will you! So shut up,  hold ya dog-gone daughter and admire one of the beautiful things that came out this situation, you ass".  I gave him the child to hold. He looked at her smile and she wiggled her little fingers and I smiled too; she brought me such joy.
Joy.
"Joy", I said it loud,  breaking his focus on his daughter. "We'll name her Joy" I said and she started showing her gums. "Yes you like yo name chiiiild" I said clapping my hands. I then started to watched as Troy's face started to be filled with pure hatred and saddness put in one. "Boy!! I outa knock yo ass out stop staring at YOUR baby like that. Give me my grand baby-"
"No no,  I want her.  my daughter.  I want it- err her. I do" and I saw he was trying to be realistic but I knew he was lying.
He was lying.
He better not hurt my grandbaby.