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18
Two
Sitting in my old bedroom,telling Wyatt all the details, I find myself in a familiar mindset.
Those first two months alone in Denver, I cried. A lot. I’d wake up in a fit of tears having dreamt of him. I’d see someone on campus that I thought resembled him and I’d break down.
The doctor visits were the hardest.
His child was growing inside me, and he wasn’t there to be a part of it.
After trying to reach him with no success, I gave up. Not easily. I begged my parents to let me come home a few times with plans of finding him and talking to him. They denied my requests every time and made sure I stayed put. Carmen was on watch all hours of the day, sleeping outside my door one night.
The night I planned to escape.
Addy was my saving grace, and I made sure to include her in my story. She’s the one person who kept me sane. The one person who didn’t take sides. She was there for me, to listen to me and help me in any way she could.
When I first started to show, my parents came to visit. My father brought me my grandmother’s wedding ring and told me to wear it. They came up with the elaborate story about my fiancé.
If anyone asked, he was in the military and serving our country overseas.
That story changed when the baby was born.
He was killed in a car accident before we could get married.
That’s the story I was told to tell Lola. And I did, but I’ve also told her more than that. I told her that her grandparents wanted people to think that because they didn’t like her daddy. I’m not sure how much she understands, but she knows enough that her daddy isn’t dead.
About the time I’m getting ready to tell him about her birth, Addy bursts through my door and slams it behind her.
“Let’s go,” Addy says frantically.
“Where are we going?” I ask, moving quickly to stand.
“It doesn’t matter. You mom is on her way up here and she’s pissed.”
“What did you say?”
“Nothing, I swear. It was Lola.”
My heart starts beating frantically in my chest. My little girl is in trouble. She could be hurt. “Is she okay? Where is she?”
“She’s in the car with Jones. She’s fine.”
“What did she say?” I ask, moving to the window and popping it open.
I hope Wyatt isn’t still afraid of heights because if my mother is on her way up here, this is our only escape.
“She knows who Wyatt is.”
“What?” Wyatt and I ask in unison.
“I’ll tell you on the way,” Addy says, slipping one leg out the window and onto the porch roof.
I follow her out and turn to see Wyatt standing inside looking unsure of our escape plan. Ducking my head back inside I say, “If you want the rest of the story, you need to come with us.”
“We’re not children anymore, Chloe. We can walk out the front door. She can’t stop us.”
“If you want to take your chances…”
