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'I wish I could go back to school'
It's funny, a year ago that would've been the last wish on my mind. A lot has happened though, and school is really the only thing that's stayed the same so far. Only it's not exactly the same, Chelsea's not there anymore. As much as I wish she was, my best friend's gone and never coming back.
You see, a year ago, Chelsea came to me and told me that she was pregnant. I was surprised but she was my best friend, you know? I had to be supportive of her. We went through the ridiculing and teasing together and we got through it together.
When we went in to find out if it was a boy or girl, we were thrilled to find out that she was having a baby girl to add to our happy family. I've lived with her family since I was two and her mother adopted me to get me away from my druggie prostitute of a mother. They took care of me and now I'm taking care of them through her pregnancy and her mother's cancer.
Two months before Chelsea gave birth, her mother had a particularly bad relapse and was admitted to the hospital to stay. She promised us that she was gonna get better but I knew she was only holding on for that baby.
The day before Chelsea went into labor, she found out that she'd developed a disease that would, in all likelihood, kill either her or the baby during labor. We decided all we could do was pray that we were in that two percent double survival range. We weren't.
Chelsea died five minutes after the baby was born, but insisted on living to hold the baby first. When she was gone, I had to go visit her mother and tell her the news. She was sad about her daughter but thrilled about her new granddaughter. She also confirmed my suspicions that she was holding out to meet the new baby. I'll never the day they met.
I went into her room with the baby in my arms and saw her lying in the bed looking frail and sickly, a sight that will haunt me until the day I die.
When she saw us, she immediately brightened and sat up straight. I smiled; this was the mother I knew. As soon as we got close enough, she held out her arms for the baby. I handed her over and watched as she bonded for the first and last time with her granddaughter.
She looked up at me. "What did you name her?"
I smiled. "Brandi. Brandi Chels."
She smiled back. "Brandi Chels Scott. It fits her."
I was shocked. "'Scott'? But she's a Murphy."
She shook her head. "No. Chelsea's gone, and, let's be honest, I was only holding out for this baby. There are no Murphy's left to take care of her. There's only you."
"But she can still keep her mother's name."
She smiled again. "That is her mother's name. You're her mother now. This is your daughter. Just like you are mine."
Tears started leaking out of my eyes. "Please don't leave me. You can get better and we can all live together and be happy. Please."
She shook her head and smiled sadly. "No, mija. It's my time; I'm going to be with my baby and her father at last. You need to keep going for your baby now. Take care of her and remember us. Will you do that for me?"
I nodded as I cried. "I'll take care of her as though she was my own."
"I love you."
"I love you too. Now go, go live your life. Be happy and remember me."
I hugged her and took the baby. As we were walking out the door, I heard the heart monitor flat line and I fought back tears as my only real mother passed away.
Since that day, Brandi and I have been living in our own little apartment and I've been working part-time to keep us fed. Chelsea and her mother left all of their money to me so I don't have to work as hard, but I'm not naïve enough to think that it'll last forever so I'm still working to keep it up. We're beginning to run low now and I have to work a little harder without not being able to see my daughter. I'm just happy all of this death happened too early for her to remember. She's safe and happy, and I must be too.
Now I feel like school is the only stable thing in my life at this point. I never thought that one desperate bedside wish would cause any trouble at all. I continued believing that until the mail came the next morning.
Okay, this is just the prologue and the first chapter should be up either tonight or tomorrow.
Whenever I finish writing it. I know exactly where I'm going with this one so it should have more regular updates.
Please review, lemme know how you like the idea.