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August 28, 1992; that's my day.
My story can now be found at the following username:
TheBeatOfMyHeartStory
Relationships are
inconvenient,
they don't happen
when you have time for one,
they just happen.
You make time for that
person even if it's only once or twice a week.
It's ok to be scared,
relationships are scary.
But don't leave the
person you know you want to be with because of how scared you
are.
Here is the prologue for my story entitled "Simplicity"
Prologue
My
parents died when I was 13, some freak animal accident while they
were camping. The police never found their bodies. They just
assumed that whatever animal it was that attacked them ended up
eating them too. I never understood how they knew it was an
animal attack if they never found my parent's bodies. For the
past four years I've been living with my Aunt Emily, my
father's sister. We weren't very close when I was forced
to movie in with her. I tried to stay as far away from her as I
could. After all, I was grieving. My aunt and I are closer now,
less like an aunt, more like a sister. Emily married her husband
when I was 6, and he died not too long after they were married.
Emily and her husband were in love. They didn't get married
because she wanted a big house and his money. When he died, Emily
moved from their little brick house, to a large four bedroom five
bathroom house. I guess she hoped to accommodate my friends when
they stayed the night. I'm glad my aunt and I are close now,
life has thrown a lot of twists at me, and I can only hope that
things stay how they are... at least until I graduate.
**I am looking for someone,
good at writing, who can help to edit my story maybe a chapter at
a time. If you're interested let me know, and I'll ask
for your email.**
The Beat of My
Heart <3
Chapter Two; Part Fourteen
Later on,
the nurse brought in a plate with a hamburger and steak fries for
me to eat. The burger was so bland I felt like I was eating meat
infused with sand, so I just ate the fries. Within two hours,
about 3PM, Dr. Saldagosa came in to tell me that I could be
discharged. The nurse came back in and took out my IV and gave me
a bag that my parents had dropped off with an outfit in it. Jax
walked in right as I finished putting on my hoodie.
"Ready to go Babe?" He asked
"Yea, but what house are we going
to?"
"Your parents, we don't exactly have
much in our house."
"Right, well I wasn't sure if you and
my parents went and moved stuff in or not when I was
out."
"Babe, I can't really do much,"
he said lifting his broken arm.
"Well, we mine-as-well go and look at
some baby stuff," I said rubbing my stomach.
We walked down the hospital hallways and eventually made our way
outside to the parking garage. I kept looking for Jax's car,
but couldn't find his midnight blue Camaro anywhere.
That's when I remembered the accident. When we finally found
the rental car Jax had, it's was a red Chevy Cobalt.
Definitely not a car Jax would pick out on his own.
The drive seemed pretty long to get to Meijer from the hospital.
I had so much on my mind. Every time I've ever been pregnant,
I can only get to four months before I miscarry, I hope that this
time it's different. I've never told Jax about the two
previous pregnancies, and now that he knows about this one, he
would be devastated if something happened. My mom had five
miscarriages before she had me. She's always wanted three
kids, but after my sister she was told if she had another it
would leave us all motherless. Secretly, I've always hoped my
mom and dad would decide to try again. I mean I'm sure
there's a way they can monitor the baby and my mom at the
doctor appointments, and plus, I've always wanted a little
brother.
When I finally got away from my thoughts, I realized that we were
sitting in Meijer's parking lot.
"How long have we been sitting
here?" I turned to Jax.
"About five minutes," he
replied.
"Oh. Sorry."
"What were you thinking about
Illy?"
I brought my hand to my stomach. I hope this works out, I thought
to myself.
"Baby shopping," I replied with a
smile.
Jax opened his door and was around to my side and opening the
door before I even had my seatbelt off.
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Chapter Two Part Thirteen
Opening
my eyes I saw Jax leaning his head against a wall. His arm was in
a sling, and he looked like his world had just been shattered.
Across from Jax were my parents holding hands and sitting
uncomfortable looking plastic chairs.
"Where am I? What happened? Jax," I
said.
"Illiana! You're up!" My mom
said jumping to her feet.
"Nurse!! She's up!" Jax
yelled.
"Oh my word, how do you feel Illy dear?"
My dad asked.
"Okay, first, you all need to stop
yelling; I have a headache. Second, what am I doing in here? And
third, other than this headache I feel fine," I said
answering everything in order.
"Illy, you're in Newport Bay
Hospital. On the way back from signing the papers at the realtors
office, we were side-swiped by a truck. The driver blew the stop
sign. The police said he had to be going about 90 miles per hour.
You've been asleep for six days," Jax finished saying as
the nurse walked in.
"Illiana can you tell me what day it is?
You're been out for six days," she said shining a light
in my eyes.
"Uhh... Monday. I think."
"How old are you and when is your
birthday?" She asked.
"18, and my birthday is July second. Can
I have something for this headache?"
"Your headache is from the concussion
you're recouperating from, and I'll see if you can have
anything."
"Eiryn, can you get the ultrasound
machine for me?" She asked to another nurse.
"Ultrasound machine? For like, a
baby?" I asked giving Jax a questioning look. Jax
smiled.
"Um, well, yes," she said while
squirting gel onto my stomach.
"Wait a second. I'm not
pregnant!"
"Actually Dear, you are. Six months to be
exact," she said.
"Can't be. I took a pregnancy test
six days ago, and it--" I started to say just as I heard a
heartbeat.
"Do you want to know what it is?"
She asked.
"Sure. Hit me with it." Jax grabbed
my hand.
"Lets see here--" she said as she
moved the wand around a little "-- Looks like you have a....
Boy. Congratulations."
"That's our son Illy; Abel Wyaat
Blackburn," he said with a smile.
"Is he alright?" I asked the
nurse.
"Yes, he's perfectly fine," she
said. Then, who I'm guessing is my doctor, walked in.
"Illiana Dawson. I'm DR. Micheal
Saldagosa, I'm just going to check you real fast, then lets
see if we can get you home soon," he said.
He
checked my vitals, made sure my pulse was fine and then said:
"Illiana, you're fine. We'll get
you something to eat and once you finish that we'll get you
checked out," DR. Saldagosa said.
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Chapter Two Part Twelve
A sigh of
relief. Negative. Not pregnant. I must just be catching a cold
from something, maybe it's allergies. After that experience I
decided I should actually try and sleep, so I turned off the TV
and bundled up under my covers and dozed off.
I felt the bed move, like someone had just sat down. I opened my
eyes to see Jax leaning in to kiss me.
"Jax, I'm up," I said before he
could kiss me.
"Oh, well that was easy," he said
with a little confusion.
"I felt you sit down," I said with a
little laugh.
"Oh, okay. So get ready, it's 2 and
we should leave in about 10-15 minutes."
"Okay. Is Dad here, or is he meeting us
there?"
"Meeting us. Now go get ready!"
I stood in front of my closet blankly for a minutes before I saw
exactly what I wanted to wear. A flowy floral tank, light colored
jeans, and gladiator gold sandals. Since it was supposed to be a
little bit breezier than normal, I also grabbed a grey half
sweater incase I get cold. After I got dressed I went to the
bathroom to quickly brush my hair and my teeth.
"Babe, come on! We have to leave like 5
minutes ago," Jax yelled into the bathroom.
"Alright, let's go."
We didn't race to Jax's car like we normally do, I still
wasn't feeling well. Somehow we got the the appointment five
minutes before we needed to be there. Dad wasn't here yet.
Someone else was in Lalane's office when we got to her door,
so we sat outside of her door on a bench. We could hear Lalane
and whoever's conversation from inside her office.
"--Bills and everything go to me,
correct?" the man was saying.
"That's right. They can pay just the house, or
the utilities. Whatever you're most comfortable
with," that was Lalane.
"Let's have them paying the
utilities, and if they become backed up with paying, you can just
take it from my card," the man said.
"That can be arranged," Lalane told
the man.
I had to stop listening, I was starting to get a headache so I
rested my head on Jax's shoulder. I was out for about five
minutes before Jax had to wake me up so we could talk to
Lalane.
"Illy, wake up," Jax said moving
slightly.
"Who was she in there with? It wasn't
Dad was it?" I said looking around. My dad still wasn't
here yet.
"Uhh... It was just-- an older
gentleman."
I stood up and Jax followed me into Lalane's office.
"Heyy Jaxson and Illiana. All I need you
two to do is sign at the bottom of these two papers where the
'X's are, then you can start moving in," Lalane told
us.
I quickly sprawled my name out on the papers eager to go shopping
for new things. Jax read over the papers before signing.
"Shouldn't there be more
papers?" I asked.
"Nope, everything has already been taken
care of," Lalane responded.
"Oh. Alright," I said giving Jax a
puzzled look. He just smiled.
"Well, everything is situated, so you two
can start moving in. Here are two sets of keys, and if you need
anything don't hesitate to give me a call," Lalane said
while holding out her hand.
We took the keys and then headed to Wal*Mart, but Wal*Mart
wasn't where Jax and I ended up.
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Chapter Two Part Eleven
There
wasn't really much for any of us to do after that intense
conversation with dad. Well, at least the part having to do with
Blayne. Her and Aeidan didn't come down for dinner, so we all
just left her alone. She's a lot like me when I get mad;
it's best to just leave me alone so I can chill out on my
own. Maybe it is best for Blayne to be put on house arrest or
something, that way at least we'll always know where she is.
Don't get me wrong, I love my sister because she is my
sister, but I hate her because of all the trouble that she's
caused here at home. Not only that, but maybe she should be home.
She hasn't had family 'love' in a while.
Jax and I went to bed after dinner. Jax told Dad when the
appointment to sign everything was, and Dad said that he'd
make sure he had nothing going on. We woke up around 11:30 this
morning, we both showered and then went downstairs to get
something to eat. I decided to make french toast; four pieces for
Jax and two for me. Jax had a banana and some OJ with his
breakfast, and I had strawberries and grapes along with a water.
Something felt weird about today, not in the sense that we were
finally getting a house, but in the sense that I felt weird.
"Illy, what's wrong, you're not
eating as much french toast as you normally do?" Jax sounded
concerned.
"I don't know Jax. I just-- don't
feel good today."
"K. Babe it's only 12:35, go get some
more sleep, and I'll wake you up before we have to go see
Lalane."
"Alright. Are you sure you'll be okay
here with Blayne and what's-his-name running around the
house?"
"Yea Babe, plus, I think I'm gunna go
and talk to my dad about everything. I haven't seen him in a
few days."
"Oh, okay. Well, I'll see you when
you're back then. I love you," I said leaning in for a
kiss.
"I love you too. I'll see you
soon," he said after kissing me back.
We hugged and then Jax left and I went upstairs to sleep. Maybe I
wasn't feeling good because I was on my period. I walked over
to the tv on top of my dresser that's by the window, and
turned it on. 'I didn't know I was pregnant'
is on and I decide to watch that. I watched about 15 minutes
before I remember I had a left over pregnancy test from when
Blayne, yes Blayne, thought she was pregnant. Walking into the
bathroom I tried to remember where I hid it. "Taped behind
the toilet," I said out-loud to myself. I grabbed it, opened
it and then took the test. Those two minutes could possibly have
been the slowest two minutes of my life. Ever. Hands down. I
picked up the test and looked at it and then let out a
sigh.