When a teen decides to let loose and break the rules, her life is forever changed.
It was just a regular night out, he never expected things to change so drastically.
2020 All Rights Reserved by Kay Dias
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Christmas has passed, New years has passed, everyone has gone back to school yet...Kylie still hasn't woken up.
With each day that passes, I hate myself more and more thinking of how this all could've been prevented. Thinking that if I just held her, told her I'd be here for her, told her I'd be by her side, she wouldn't have run.
She wouldn't have wanted to get away, she wouldn't be hurt, she wouldn't be fighting for her life and the life of our baby. I still haven't told my parents or Kayla yet. In fact, I haven't even moved. Everyone has tried to get me to leave.
'Go on a mission' but I can't. 'Go do a drop' but I can't. 'Eat' but I can't. I can't risk that she'll wake up and think I've really left.
Mhm-mn nope, I can't let that happen, I need her to know that I'll be here no matter what.
I glance down at her twelve week bump and kiss it gently
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"Baby" I whisper "You're three months pregnant today isn't that crazy?"
As usual I get no response
"You gotta wake up Ky or your gonna miss everything, I've been here, I been watching your belly grow and listening to everything the doctors have been saying and Aunt Cassie says the baby is growing perfectly and that your body isn't stressing to care for him or her."
She doesn't respond. I just sigh
"Baby please wake up, I don't wanna have to watch this miracle alone. I know I didn't want this at first but now I realize how great this can be, I know it'll be hard at first with you tryna balance school and me tryna balance the gang and take care of a newborn baby but if anyone can do it we can right?"
All that rings in my ears is the suffocating sound of her heart monitors, the doctors have finally been able to take her off the breathing machines which is plus but she's still getting oxygen.
"I think we're gonna have to get our own place soon you know?" I chuckle
"And why would you do that?" Mom's voice scares me
