Jax was now six months old. He had grown so much. He had rolls everywhere. Fat babies are the cutest. We are at my (b) dad's house and I have him laying on his back on the couch.
"Ma..Mas goonnnaaa gitchu gitchu gitchu." I said grabbing the fat roll on his leg and would laugh. I did this a couple times then I just moved my fingers over his body and he would start laughing again. I got to laughing so hard I couldn't stop. Jax laid there looking at me then he started giggling. The more I laughed the more her laughed it was a horrible cycle. We laughed so hard we both had years run down our face. Babies are so perfect. Our laugh was cut of when someone knocked on the door. I handed Jax to my dad and opened the door. Would you believe there stood Jack. Sure you would. No surprise now huh.
" Why are you here?" I asked walking out on the porch closing the door behind me. " I'm pretty sure I made myself clear."
" I don't want to be without you and my son." He said
" Well looks like you don't have a choice anymore Jack. You had a chance and you blew it." I replied
" You can't keep my son from me,Jayla." He said getting angry once again but this time I felt no fear of him at all.
" You don't have a son. Look at it like this. I did what you wanted me to do. So your son doesn't exist. This one is mine." I said turning to walk back in side.
" Jayla." Jack said grabbing my wrist. I spun around expecting the worse but confusion filled me when my eyes landed on him kneeling in front of me with a ring in his hand.
" Please. I want to marry you and be a family. "
I looked at him. How was I going to say this. There was no way in hell would I marry him. I hated hurting people no matter how bad they are it hurt me to hurt others.
" I'm sorry Jack there has been to much there is no way I can marry you. I'm happy in my life. I've been seeing someone for awhile and when I turn eighteen in three months he wants me to move in with him." I said turning to walk back inside.
" Well keep this." He said laying the ring on the porch rail and walked back to his car
I picked up the ring and took it inside.
" What did he want?" Dad asked me
" Asked me to marry him." I said shrugging
" And you said go to hell?" Dad asked
" No but I did turn him down." I replied.
" Well you shoulda said got to hell you psycho mother fucker." Dad said I just smiles and shook my head.
Jax was almost two years old. I had been staying with Jeff. Things were good at first but aren't they always. His drinking got worse and we started to argue alot. I didn't want to live that kind of life. To drink a beer after work is one thing but to get drunk everyday after work was not a life I wanted.
Every weekend was spent at Lauren's house partying. I would have a rum n coke. And listen to the music. Jax loved to dance when the music started he would rock from one foot to the other. He was still my life.
This weekend our friend Mikey had came to Lauren's house for the weekend party. Mikey was awesome he was an older county guy. I can give you an exact picture of him with one name. Even down to the voice... Sam Elliott. He could be mistaken for him.
I had gone inside to check on the kids. They were all sitting inside watch TV with Mrs Lauren.
" I've got them Jayla they're fine. They'll be asleep in a few anyways." She told me shooing me back out of the house
" Are you sure?" Unsure about just leaveing Jax inside while I was outside
" Yes your young go have some fun." She said fanning her hands at me.
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Jayla (My Story)
Non-FictionThis is a story of the tests of life and faith. Even before she was born life had it in for Jayla. Death, cancer and divorce are just some of the battles she would face as a small child. Then as a teen her life turned into a nightmare. As Jayla live...
