Just A Kiss (Part 2), zzmbrashear [i have read the book TXT] 📗

By: zzmbrashear
This is book two. Hope you like:) All comments are useful:D


As we all sat across from each other at the dinner table my Mom says grace.
“Dear Lord, I want to thank you for this wonderful life. I want to thank you for my lovely husband John and my amazing children. Thank you. Amen.” She said. I looked down.
“Uh. Ma?” I asked.
“Just a second honey.” She said. “John, where did you put the forks?” She asked Dad.
“Ma!” I screamed.
“Hold on a second.” She said and continued the conversation with my father.
“MA!” I screamed once and for all.
“What is it!” She screamed back.
“I think my water just broke.” I said in a very calm voice.
“Your what just broke!” My Dad screamed.
“Ah!” Caleb screamed. My Mom got up and grabbed the pregnancy bag by the door. We’ve been preparing for this for a while. We all rushed to the car. My Dad helped me down the steps. I took deep breaths. Two doctors rushed out a wheel chair for me.
“I can walk.” I told them but they lightly pushed me into the chair and raced me down the hallway to a room. I laid in the bed. I did the breathing exercises that I practiced. Doctors were in shortly after that. They had me push and push. The pain was excruciating. Luckily it didn’t take many pushes before it came out. She was so beautiful. The doctors handed me her.
“Your name is Isabella.” I said. My Mom looked at me and smiled.
“She’s beautiful.” She said.
“I know.” I said. As her beautiful green eyes stared back at mine I wouldn’t have had this any other way. She was beautiful and mine and no one can change that. I kissed her forehead and whispered in her ear,
“That was for Michelle.” I missed Michelle so dearly. Not having her be here at this moment was heart breaking but I know somewhere, out there, she is living her dream. I’m happy for her. Maybe its not how we planned it but I wouldn’t want it any other way.
“Isabella Mae Smith.” I mumbled to myself.
“Not Marks?” My Mother asked. I was shocked. How did she know? She couldn’t have known? There’s no way. She was never Sober let alone at home long enough to see him.
“Marks?” I asked trying to play dumb.
“Miley Anne Smith. Don’t you lie to me. I’m not stupid. I saw who walked you home. I know what happens at parties. I wasn’t all there but I saw. You were in love.” She said and touched my cheek. I turned away.
“Key word, was.” I told her.
“Miley, everyone has someone out there. You felt like you were on water when he was around, right? You never wanted him to let go? Honey, don’t let him go. Love only comes once. Don’t give up.” She said.
“He hurt me and,” I paused for a second and sighed. “I can’t let him hurt her.”
“I don’t understand but its your life.” She said and started to walk out of the room.
“Don’t tell Dad.” I told her. She nodded and walked out. I couldn’t stop staring at Isabella. She was so pure and beautiful. I was so thankful. Nothing could go wrong. Caleb walked through the door. He walked over to the bed.
“Can I hold her?” He asked. I scooted over and he hopped on the bed. I gently laid her in his lap.
“Be careful and hold up her head.” I told him. He had a grin ear to ear. My life was finally complete. We took her home that night. She was healthy. She had a little blonde hair at the top of her head. I laid her in her crib but I didn’t want to stop holding her. The next day was a warm and good day. It was beautiful out side. The sun was out and birds were chirping. I lifted Bella out of her crib and got her dressed. I put a yellow sun dress on her. With yellow slippers. She looked so cute. I put what little blonde hair she had in a bow. I poked her little button nose and she laughed. I then put her in the stroller my Dad bought for her. I took a walk into town.
“Can you pick me up some Baking Soda?” My Mom asks as I walked out the door.
“Sure.” I screamed from the other side of the door. As I walked down the street I saw a few of my neighbors stare. I wanted to say,
“Yeah! So what! She’s mine!” But I just held my head up and kept walking. I got to the school and practices just let out. Jacob came jogging from the football. I saw Marcy, Katie and Anne. They were some of my other aquantences. We weren’t really friends but we talked in school and did projects together.
“Oh she’s so cute!” Marcy said as she came out of the school. All three were wearing there cheerleading uniforms. I use to be a cheerleader. That was until I met Michelle. Marcy, Katie, Anne and I use to be really close. I guess you could say that we were what everyone else wanted to be but then Michelle moved here. She was so pretty. She didn’t care what anyone thought. I adored that about her. I made friends because I didn’t like not knowing people. I began to hang with her more than the other girls. She convinced me that cheerleading was over rated. I believed her and then dropped out. Instead I started to play Basketball. Which was a good idea because I was the star player. Michelle pushed me to do the things that I didn’t think I was good enough for. She’s what made me into the woman I am today.
“Thanks.” I told Marcy.
“Can I hold her?” Asked Anne.
“Sure.” I said and handed her to her. I made sure she propped up her head. They all stood looking at her. The sun reflected off her bright green eyes. I closed my eyes trying to hold on to this feeling. Anne passed her to Katie and then Katie passed her to Marcy. Marcy laid her back into the stroller.
“When are you coming back?” Asked Anne.
“Well, there’s only a few weeks left. I missed a lot of last year and I’m not sure if I’m coming back.” I looked at Isabella. “I can’t leave her.”
“If she was mine I wouldn’t leave her either.” Marcy said. Jacob stood at the door watching me.
“I have to go.” I said and raced off. I saw Jake walking towards me. I walked faster but he caught up.
“Miley.” He yelled from behind.
“Go away, Jake.” I told him in a serious voice. He saw Isabella. I tried to hide her but it was too late.
“Whats her name?” He asked.
“Whats it to you!” I yelled. He looked at me with his puppy dog eyes. “Isabella. Isabella Anne Smith.” I told him.
“She’s beautiful.” He said.
“I know that." I told him. He knew I was ticked.
“Can I hold her?” He asked. I didn’t want to say yes. I wont say yes.
“Jacob, this isn’t good.” I paused. “For either of us.” I told him. He doesn’t deserve her. All the words I wanted to say wouldn’t come out. A voice screamed inside of me. It wanted to come out but I wouldn’t let it. It screamed, ‘You hurt me and now your asking to hold the one thing thats true to me? The one thing that means the world. One touch and you can take her away and you want to touch her? You hurt me more than anything and your in front of me now. Just you standing there is pathetic.’
I wanted to say that so much that it hurt but I couldn’t. That look he gave me. He looked like he was in more pain than I was. His eyes were piercing. Its like I could look into his soul. I couldn’t tell him no. After not saying something for so long he got agitated.
“Miles, listen.” He started to say.
“Don’t call me that.” I told him. Only a small bunch of people call me that and I didn’t want him in that bunch.
“Fine. Just listen, okay?” He asked. I nodded but that wasn’t enough. “Okay?” He asked louder.
“Okay.” I said irritated. The wind was blowing leaves everywhere. There were no one on the streets. Just empty benches.
“Michelle was right. I miss you like crazy. I didn’t notice how much I loved you. I’m sorry. Please take me back. Don’t say its too late.” He said. I felt a tear but he wasn’t worth crying over. Once a cheater and a lier, always a cheater and a lier. I looked away long enough to make sure I didn’t waste a tear. When I looked back he was on one knee.
“Oh God.” I said. I almost laughed.
“Miley. Sweet sweet Miley. Marry me.” He said.
“Jacob get up. You look ridiculous. People are going to start staring.” I told him. He looked around.
“There’s no one out here. Marry me. Take my hand.” He said. In his hand was a beautiful diamond ring. It had a silver hand and a diamond that would take your breath away. I didn’t know what to say. A cold breeze came through. Bella started to wine. I picked her up. Jacob stood on two feet. “What do you say?” He asked me.
“Jacob.” I couldn’t find the words. “Your so young. So immature. You have your whole career ahead of you. I heard Coach talking about a scholarship. He said that scouts were coming and you were what they were looking for.” I walked up and touched his cheek. I almost pulled away but for some reason I didn’t. “This cant hold you back.”
“What about you? You had the highest grade in the class but you were so quiet. You could have gone to any school you wanted. Yale, Harvard, Princeton. Any of them would beg on there knee’s for you.” He said.
“Look at her. She is here and I’m not screwing this up. I cant just ignore her or think she’s not here and go on with everything. It doesn’t work that way. This is where I belong. Thats where you belong.” I said and pointed to the football team coming out of the building.
“Jake!” One of the guys yelled and motioned him over. Jacob turned his head and by that time I was already five feet away.
“But.” Was all he could say. He shook his head and then jogged to his team. I looked back. It was one of the most stupidest things to do but I did. He was looking back at me too.
Mom was waiting on the porch when I got home. I rolled the stroller up the walk way and she followed behind me. I walked to the kitchen and got a drink. Mom picked her up and straightened out her dress. Her cheeks were rosy red. She was a gift from above.
“Did you decide?” My mother asked me.
“About?” I asked. She laid Isabella in the tiny crib in the corner. She clicked the button that activated the mobile above her head. Isabelle chuckled then slowly closed her eyes.
“School? Job?” He asked.
“Mom.” I told her. We already talked about this. I told her that I was 100 percent