Story of My Life

3. Jessica

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Ruth's P.O.V

It's been two months since Jessica has been born.I still don't know if I should tell Henry.Maybe I should tell him... I mean he is the father of my child.

Jessica is growing awfully fast. I guess I have to tell him tomorrow night. Jessica won't be home she'll be at my sisters house, and we can have a picnic on the beach.Perfect.

I got up from bed and went to the living room.I seen Henry and Jessica watching a movie. Jessica slowly drifting off to sleep.

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Immediately after my sister picked up Jessica I got everything ready.Henry didn't know a thing what was happening.

We drove up to Pismo Beach in California (transportation is well fast these days). I unpacked the stuff with a little help from Henry.

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After we ate I told him everything. I wasn't sure if he understood or something because he just looked at me if I was a ghost.

On the ride home both of us were quiet.

As we got home all hell broke lose. Henry started to yell at me. He started to throw things and slammed the T.V against the floor.

I wasn't sure what to do. I just stood completely shocked yet I did expect this was going to happen.I was afraid that he might hurt Jessica.

I went to my room and got my cell phone. I dialed my sister's number. "Hello?"

"Hey Abigail umm can u keep Jessica at your house for one more night?", I was about to cry,but I managed to hold it in.

"Of course she's an angel we love having her here."' she seemed happy to have her there.

"Ok I'll see you tomorrow night Bye I love you.", tears came pouring out.

"I love you too.", I hanged up the phone and opened the window.I grabbed one of my favorite books, The Giver, and started to read. The yelling stopped and there was just the sound of the wind and rustling of the trees.

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Jessica's P.O.V

My mother died during December a few days after my birthday. She had caught a cold and didn't get any better. I was left with my abussive dad. I hated him so much. I'm a junior in high school. I was already in the last quarter of school and only Three more months left of it.

I would always walk along the bank of the river. Sometimes I would sit down by the water for hours. Wishing to just get away. I mean I can teleport and fly, but something was holding me back.

My features were basic. Long wavy brown hair, hazel eyes, in shape, soft pink lips, and 5'4.

I never really had a boyfriend. I think some boys thought that I was cute. I could read minds too.I never read any further than that, but I didn't care if boys liked me or not.

I'm only 14 years old. I started school late. I made it all the way through elementary-11th with my best friend Leanne. Even though we were well known I didn't like the attention. Leanne did, but she didn't take it to far.

Leanne. A very pretty girl. Wavy black hair with blonde tips, Freckles,short, and pink lips. She knew everything about me, and I knew everything about her. We were practically sisters. Other people will try to be her close friend or mine but after two days they'll be a person we talk to, a friend, nothing else.

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