I was 16 when i first met Derek, he was my cousins friend and what seemed to be the man of my dreams because the day before i met him, i had a dream about him, saw him clear as day... it was perfect, life was great i was in love for the first time a year later i found out i was pregnant. We were happy our lives were falling into place, he would go to ever doctors appointment, every parenting class he'd be at my beck and call... he'd lay on my tummy for hours talking to her, telling her he couldn't wait to meet her, telling her he loved her...
... Then he snapped, 8 months had came, he wouldn't pay any attention to me, he told me he hated me for wrecking his life, he told me he hated Jaimie... he told me he wanted us to die...
i should have took that as a warning sign but i just kept my distance thinking that maybe it was nerves he had to love me and our baby... or so i thought...
One night i was walking upstairs to go to bed when i herd the front door slam, Derek yelling at the top of his lungs i turned around to him telling me to get the fuck out of his house or he'd kill me... so i turned around to go get some things but i was 8.5 months pregnant at the time i was slower than a rock, he came up behind me, grabbed me by the hair and threw me down the stairs. As i lay on the floor all i could think of was OMG, HE IS GOING TO KILL US!!trying to protect Jaimie and myself i tried to get up but my this time he was at the bottom of the stairs and he kicked me, right in the tummy multiple times he punched me a few times to stop my screaming when i woke up he was no where around the neighbour was calling the police and his wife was holding me and crying...
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... i looked down and saw blood everywhere, i knew he had did the unthinkable, he had killed our daughter...
i got rushed to the hospital and hooked up to millions of things, i had doctors probing me, and i was relieved to find that Jaimie wasn't dead, but she wasn't doing to well... i cried through the night, with very bad pains... i remember the doctor telling me we had to get her out, and i refused thinking that my body could keep her alive still, he told me it was what i had to do, unfortunately, she didn't make it... she died as i was about to give birth to her.
Oh she was a perfect little baby, fine blonde hair, chubby little baby cheeks... the cutest fingers and toes i have ever seen... other than the fact that she was dead, she was the perfect baby... she IS the perfect baby.
-- Forever in my heart Jaimie!! --
-- Mommy loves you so much --
-- <3<3<3<3<3 --