Chapter 2: Birth

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Nine Months After High School

"Baby, we need to talk" I said hands trembling as I held the phone.
"Can you meet me at our usual spot in town" my mind racing I could barely think straight
"Next half and hour babe, OK" he said,
"Y...yes" I replied, how in the world could this have happened, how? Well the how was scientifically explainable but damn.
I started getting ready to go meet my boyfriend of four years, we've been dating since high school and have been sexually intimate since last year.

This was going to be a long convo  I thought sighs.

"What do you wanna talk about babe" Mike asked as I stepped up to his seat in the park, I handed him the brown paper bag I carried.

"What's this for?" He asked skeptically

"Open it" I whispered my voice low even to me "Open it" I repeated more firmly.
He open the bag and removed the plastic tube and looked across at me

"Is this what I think?" He asked.

"Yes, Am.....am pregnant" I said tears running down my cheek "What are we going to do" I asked.

He sat there stunned for a minute "We're having a baby?" He said

" Yes Mike we are but what are we going to do, your job is not stable enough to take care of a child.... "

" You better not be thinking of doing a fucking abortion, I swear Jade.. "

"What do you want me to do Mike, am just 18 years old, what the fuck are we going to do"

"I want this baby Jade I promise to take care of you and the baby, please Jade please do not kill our child.
I cried how in the world were we going to make this work

*********** seven months later**********

" Mike!" I called, there was no reply

where the fuck was he.

"Mike! " I cried as the contraction started again they were coming more frequent now, every 20 minutes if my pain muddled mind was checking it correctly .

I am so going to kill that fucker where was he.

I checked the time on the clock above the table it was after 11, I got up and walked to living room I needed to call a cab. I walked to the side table but all that was there was the cradle I scanned the room looking for my cell I spotted it lounging in the arm chair in front of the TV. I waddled over as my large protruding belly hindered the lifting of my legs to an extent so as I penguin walked  as Mike had named it to the chair the pain started again, this sharp pain like someone squeezing a rope around the bottom of my belly and drawing it tighter and tighter I stopped unable to move and bend trying my best to breathe after two minutes the pain subsided.
I called a cab and he said five minutes waiting time I just hope I had the five minutes, phone in hand with the cab on the way and the pain gone for the moment I rang Mike

Ring,

Ring,

Ring,

Ring

"Hello" the feminine voice greeted.

"Who is this and where is Mike" I asked stunned it was eleven thirty where could Mike be at this time for a woman to be answering his phone.

"Ummm Mike's in the shower" Who's this?" The lady asked

"Could u tell Mike am in labour am his girlfriend"

"Oh its you" her tone turned bored "I'll let him know once he's out the shower"

"Listen I don't know who you are..."

"No you don't"

"...Can u please just get Mike?"

"And I said when he's done" her tone becoming harsher now

"Bitch... "  the pain was back and I could no longer focus on this woman who was telling me that I had to wait to speak to my man.

"Oh god Mike" I said as the pain increased in intensity.

"Well, I'll give him your message" she said as the dial tone was heard in my ears. As the pain subsided I heard the car horn I had no time to think this was it my baby was coming and I had to keep my head in the game and be strong

How could he.

I walked to the door and saw the driver looking up at me as I tried to maneuver the stairs down to the drive

He was with another woman "I'll give him your messagewhat the fuck was I a client
"Oh its you" I guess am a topic of discussion

I needed to  keep focussed I could not think of this right now

"its you....I'll give him your message"

The tears flowed unbidden down my cheeks filling my eyes so it hindered my sight, the pain started and the tears flowed the last thing I remembered is the cab driver shouting as I fell down the stairs and the blackness followed drawing me in the last thing I thought was 

He's in the shower when he's done 

and my mind went blank.

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This is the edited chapter two so should u even see two chapters read this one if you don't oh well pay this no mind

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