Shit, my bones ache again like hell from the way back from college to the bed and breakfast. Even if I hate to admit to it, Jake carrying me up and down those stairs definitely was a relief. And feeling his arms around me......The moment he put me back on my feet, the lack of his arms around me hit me again so damn hard. Nothing I want him to know, though. So, instead, I let out my anger and frustration about being carried in the first place. Perhaps a little psycho, I know."Jake texted me," Evans says while I am stretching out on the couch, cuddling my new favourite hoodie in my arms."Did he tell you, I nearly crippled him for carrying me down and then back up the stairs?"Evans chokes on his coke. "He did what? All he texted me was that he brought you a hoodie, and for the first time in weeks, you said a few words to him.""Yes, because you fucking traitor, told him about the hoodie. How much more did you tell him?" I roll my eyes emphasizing on that I'm not too pleased about hi
As usual, I fell asleep with Jake's hoodie while crying. He sent me a short message last night, and for a change, I even read it.Jake: Thanks for letting me hear your voiceSomething so simple had my heart racing again, and the hurt of his loss felt worse again. Why is it that I just can't seem to get over Jake? No matter what has happened between us, I still love him, like crazy, and now I am pregnant with his child.Evans is right, I shouldn't keep this secret, and sooner or later, it will be impossible to hide it anyway. I just don't want Jake to make a decision he'll regret later, just because he feels like he has to. Mum brought me up by herself, and I know I could do the same if I have to. Even if I wish for this baby to have a dad. But this way, Jake can perhaps decide to be a dad without feeling pressured to do something he isn't ready for yet.God, I miss him so incredibly much. It's the last day before winter break. Perhaps I could just give a friendly attempt today by not
I'm captured between fear and euphoria. The look on Michael's face was hilarious. No one here would ever dare to touch him because of his parents. I mean, they fucking love him here anyway, he's good looking and very popular. But even if there has been trouble no one would ever dare to touch him. Well, Evans has no idea about it."He might press charges against you," I say, worried on our way back to the house."I don't fucking care. If Jake had heard his words, he probably would have killed him. That bastard can be glad I only threw one punch. He deserved far more. By the way, I am fucking proud of how you dealt with him in the first place.""He fucking creeped me out. Who the hell does he think he is, to dare to touch me again? And then make it sound like we were a great love couple who simply had fun together. It disgusts me." I feel like puking in disgust and scrubbing and trashing anything he touched."I don't fucking trust that guy, and I'm glad when we leave this place on Sunda
This weekend has been a torture, knowing Sam is being away with Evans, spending time back home for a whole weekend, and to top it off where Michael is. Even if Evans is trying hard to fix things between Sam and me, I can tell he still feels an awful lot for her. What if she falls for him too after everything that has been revealed? Would he still resist? I couldn't blame him if he doesn't, this girl is a one in a life time girl.At least I knew she would be safe with him. Last night, he texted me something that happened with Michael, and he felt like killing him and the others, but that Sam had kicked his ass in.Worried, I tried getting more details out of him, but he told me to be patient he would tell me the whole story personally in peace. On the one hand, I'm worried sick about Sam. Worried about how this might have affected her again. Then again, I would have loved to see Michael's face. If it really was Sam, who kicked his ass in, it would have been hilarious.Evans texted that
"So was this is what you thought I'd hate you for?"Jake's voice sounds pissed."I don't want to put pressure on you or whatever. You don't have to deal with the consequences. I'll cope with it. Damn, I know we are far too young for this, and it's not what we planned for. But I can't give this baby up. It's a miracle that it survived the crash and all the medication. Of course I know it's your life too and please Jake live it to the full. Live it as you had planned. There doesn't need to be any consequences for you. I'm not demanding anything from you." I think I've never spoken this fast in my whole life, rambling down the words as fast as I can."Sam are you fucking serious?" He's fuming, his hands running through his hair and ruffling it, while walking back and forth. I knew this wasn't going to end well. "Is this what you think about me?" He yells, and I fight back the tears. This is my fault. I have no right to cry."Calm down, mate," Evans interferes."Calm down? The love of my l
4 months laterEmi wraps her arms around me while I take a last look around in my room and take the last thing standing on my night table in the hand. A photo from Jake and me as youths. Emi had taken it secretly during one of our first kisses. My heart skips a beat looking at the happy couple. Little did we know what we would have to go through. I press it hard against my chest, cherishing it."So much for boys, booze and party," she sighs."We can still stick to party. I may be pregnant but not sick. I'll just skip the other parts. I'm sure some distractions won't harm me."Emi came back during the night of the gun shoot after Evans had given her a call. I know how sorry she is about not telling me the truth about how my mum got killed and what really happened with Michael and his family. She stuck day and night with me, taking terms with Evans while I was crying my balls out. I don't think me or our little baby would have survived the shock of all what happened if it hadn't been fo
3 months laterExcited, I watch Jake from the porch while he is setting up the new fence to make things safe for our little one. I could have told him to wait until the autumn as our baby isn't even born yet and sure won't be escaping our garden that fast. But hell, in autumn, this wouldn't look nowhere near as good as it is now. It's the middle of July, and the summer heat is fully there. "You think we should give them a beer or something?" Emily asks, and Tracey nods while her mouth hangs open.The three of us are enjoying our view to the full. Jake and Evans only in low waist shorts, no shirts, just toned muscles. Their tanned skin glistening with sweat. Fuck, I never knew how hot sweat can look until I met Jake. This is mouth-watering. Hard working men right in front of us. I watch every muscle move on that hot body of my Skater boy.The way they flex with every move lets my temperature rise rapidly."Well Tracey, what do you think about tatts now?" I ask her as she said before t
2:43am Feeling restless, I wake up looking at the alarm clock. That's when I notice dampness between my legs.Oh my god, this is it. A sharp pain takes hold of me, and I squeeze Jake's arm. It was only a short contraction, but obviously, my water broke. So this must be it, right? And that was a contraction, right? I mean, how the hell am I supposed to know how contractions feel like? All I know about it is what I read on the internet as there is no one around me who could tell me. About five minutes later, there's another one of those pains."Jake?" I squeeze his arm again."Hmmm?" He hardly replies, keeping his eyes shut."Jake, my water broke, and I think I have contractions."In an instant, Jake is wide awake, sits up, and switches the light on his night table on."You sure?" I hear the panic in his voice."The beds wet, and I sure didn't pee in it. And aahhh damn," I squeeze his hand. "Yep, I'm quite sure."Jake is about to freak out and jumps out of bed. "Then let's get going,"
9 months later"Babe, could you please step down a bit with your work?" I hear Jakes concerned voice as soon as he enters the room."Jake, you know exactly exams are due in three months.""Yes, I know. But baby number two is due anytime now. So why do you have to do this book right now on top? Can't you push it a little longer?""No, I have a deadline. Gosh Jake, this is the first book I am getting published. Not many have that kind of luck. Can you push your deadlines while doing your screenwriting?"Jake has been driving me crazy with this for weeks now. Guess he's simply freaking out because of baby number two being on its way. He's even suggested for a midwife to live with us for a couple of weeks, just to make sure someone is there during birth. The doc has warned us that this birth will probably be just as fast. If I feel the slightest difference or contraction to call the ambulance immediately. Well, at least we know what we are in for this time. But I am not going to hire a mid
Jake's POVAll this waiting is killing me. Sam is up there in some room with Emi and Tracey. What if they tell her to think twice? I mean, she still could realize she can't deal with our past, right? What if she does a runner? My heart is breaking just by the thought of it. Damn, I couldn't even be with her last night, because fucking Emi said, if we want to have it traditional we need to stick to this rule. I would have loved to tell her to fuck the rules, but I know how much she has helped Sam in the last few weeks. Not having any family here, is damn hard for her. Another reason I am worried about her right now.At least I had Cara partially with me today, keeping me a little sane. She says mummy is going to look like a princess, and she is too. Cara is nearly as excited about this wedding as Sam and I are, only out of a different reason. For her, it's more like the fairy tales we read out to her each night. And she wants to be a princess so badly. That nearly made me chuckle if I
10 months laterSam:One week to go, and I am a nervous wreck. Today is the day to pick up my wedding dress. Yes, me Samantha Jones, who hates wearing dresses, is going to wear a dress on my own free will, even all in white and all traditional. Jake and I tried to figure out the perfect wedding for us. We did have some crazy shit in store. But then we both realized, for once, we wanted it to be traditional. Even my crazy soul, who hates all this fancy stuff, has realized that when it comes down to the actual wedding, I want to have at least a part of it traditional. Today is my final fitting, Emi and Tracey are in tears when I step out of the changing room. Much to their pleasure, we are being served Champagne. Seriously, we should drink plenty of that stuff by the price of this dress. "You think he's going to like it?" As this dress is so way out of line for me, I feel very insecure all of a sudden."You kidding me, Sam? Shit look at you, you are going to look amazing. Of course, he
Jake's POV:Ok, I am officially more excited than ever before in my life. Today, I am taking my two girls to the fairground. Sam thinks it's ridiculous and way too early for Cara to be going to a fairground. This time, I was the one to stay stubborn.So Cara would be exhausted enough to stay in the buggy, we spent an hour on the playground with her, after her lunch nap. She did want to go to the beach again, but it would have meant showering her repeatedly before going to the fairground. Once she found the swing and the slide, she was happy too. Cara's so funny with her habits. She always wants me to push her on the swing, and it has to be mummy going down the slide with her. I mean, I'm lucky. I'm nearly sure my tall broad build would never fit into that slide. My ass would get stuck and never move again, yet it's a funny habit. Watching Sam slide down with her puts a smile on my face every single time.Sometimes, I chuckle about Sam. Today is such a day. Sam and I are skater and bik
Jake's POV:2 years laterMy eyes scan every inch of Sam's body as she comes walking down the beach up to Cara and me. Fuck, she knows how much I love this red bikini on her. Red bikinis and lingerie are definitely my favourite on Sam, and she knows this weakness of mine too well.My eyes roam up and down that mouth-watering sight.Cara is well occupied, mushing with the wet sand between her hands. Which we've already been playing with the last two hours. So I get up and walk over to my beautiful girl."Cara's awake, and you are killing me, my Sexy. You badass know exactly how much I love that bikini on you.""Well, that's the point in wearing it, Skater boy," she says, smirking. Knowing she's got the upper hand on this at the moment.Putting on that seductive sly smile, she has me in overdrive as always.My arms wrap tight around her, pulling her flush against me, while I give her a long, passionate kiss. I've been so looking forward to this holiday and especially to today. "Daddy w
2:43am Feeling restless, I wake up looking at the alarm clock. That's when I notice dampness between my legs.Oh my god, this is it. A sharp pain takes hold of me, and I squeeze Jake's arm. It was only a short contraction, but obviously, my water broke. So this must be it, right? And that was a contraction, right? I mean, how the hell am I supposed to know how contractions feel like? All I know about it is what I read on the internet as there is no one around me who could tell me. About five minutes later, there's another one of those pains."Jake?" I squeeze his arm again."Hmmm?" He hardly replies, keeping his eyes shut."Jake, my water broke, and I think I have contractions."In an instant, Jake is wide awake, sits up, and switches the light on his night table on."You sure?" I hear the panic in his voice."The beds wet, and I sure didn't pee in it. And aahhh damn," I squeeze his hand. "Yep, I'm quite sure."Jake is about to freak out and jumps out of bed. "Then let's get going,"
3 months laterExcited, I watch Jake from the porch while he is setting up the new fence to make things safe for our little one. I could have told him to wait until the autumn as our baby isn't even born yet and sure won't be escaping our garden that fast. But hell, in autumn, this wouldn't look nowhere near as good as it is now. It's the middle of July, and the summer heat is fully there. "You think we should give them a beer or something?" Emily asks, and Tracey nods while her mouth hangs open.The three of us are enjoying our view to the full. Jake and Evans only in low waist shorts, no shirts, just toned muscles. Their tanned skin glistening with sweat. Fuck, I never knew how hot sweat can look until I met Jake. This is mouth-watering. Hard working men right in front of us. I watch every muscle move on that hot body of my Skater boy.The way they flex with every move lets my temperature rise rapidly."Well Tracey, what do you think about tatts now?" I ask her as she said before t
4 months laterEmi wraps her arms around me while I take a last look around in my room and take the last thing standing on my night table in the hand. A photo from Jake and me as youths. Emi had taken it secretly during one of our first kisses. My heart skips a beat looking at the happy couple. Little did we know what we would have to go through. I press it hard against my chest, cherishing it."So much for boys, booze and party," she sighs."We can still stick to party. I may be pregnant but not sick. I'll just skip the other parts. I'm sure some distractions won't harm me."Emi came back during the night of the gun shoot after Evans had given her a call. I know how sorry she is about not telling me the truth about how my mum got killed and what really happened with Michael and his family. She stuck day and night with me, taking terms with Evans while I was crying my balls out. I don't think me or our little baby would have survived the shock of all what happened if it hadn't been fo
"So was this is what you thought I'd hate you for?"Jake's voice sounds pissed."I don't want to put pressure on you or whatever. You don't have to deal with the consequences. I'll cope with it. Damn, I know we are far too young for this, and it's not what we planned for. But I can't give this baby up. It's a miracle that it survived the crash and all the medication. Of course I know it's your life too and please Jake live it to the full. Live it as you had planned. There doesn't need to be any consequences for you. I'm not demanding anything from you." I think I've never spoken this fast in my whole life, rambling down the words as fast as I can."Sam are you fucking serious?" He's fuming, his hands running through his hair and ruffling it, while walking back and forth. I knew this wasn't going to end well. "Is this what you think about me?" He yells, and I fight back the tears. This is my fault. I have no right to cry."Calm down, mate," Evans interferes."Calm down? The love of my l