(A/N: Some of you may think I write too many stories at once, but I have so many stories in my head that want to get out. As I said earlier this week, "Sometimes I just write stories for myself, like I don't even care if others read it or not or if they even like it, sometimes I just write it to have something REAL to hold in my hand. Sometimes I'm just not satisfied with the story being in my head, I have to be able to read it and picture it from the readers' point of view. THAT gives me satisfaction" Yeah, so here it goes, like it or not, this will be my 8th story~ Enjoy *you may be a bit confused at first, but I promise it WILL explain itself in THIS chapter*)
When Carry woke up in her bed that morning, she was alone... She sat up and looked around… but Charles was nowhere in sight.
Carry got up in disbelief and looked around the room… all of his things were gone… Then, she checked the closet, nothing there.
Carry went into their bathroom (HERS now) and looked around, still not believing it… but, just like the other rooms; all of his things were gone.
Carry slowly headed out of the bathroom, out of her room, and into the kitchen where she slowly sank down in one of the chairs… That's when she noticed something out of place. There, on the table, was a picture and a note.
She picked it up… it was one of their wedding pictures, her favorite one, in fact. A tear fell down her cheek at the happy memory. Then, she read the note.
It read:
"My darling, if you are reading this than you must have realized that I am gone. I am sorry by this short notice, but it was necessary if no one was to know about you. I understand you will not believe me, but I ONLY am doing this to protect you. I'm sorry that leaving was the only way to do that, but I love you and I could not bear the thought of you getting hurt.
I'm so sorry, I know apologizing will never be enough, but leaving you hurt me too. I promise to come back if I can… but I don't think I will be able to.
Be safe, I love you.
Charles Xavier"
She couldn't believe it… he'd finally left her like he'd said he would… He'd been saying that for the past few months… but she'd never believed him…
Carry had been married to Charles Xavier for two years, and she'd always known what he was and what could happen through knowing him, but she'd loved him and he her. Recently, though, they'd been arguing a lot and had been growing apart… He'd begun to tell her he was going to leave and THAT is what had started the arguments. He kept saying he had to leave because he loved her… but she wouldn't buy it.
"IF you LOVE me than WHY would you LEAVE?" she'd shouted at him the night of their first argument.
Charles hung his head. "I don't want you to get hurt; people are starting to come after me because of my academy and what I do…"
She'd never bought it… and now he was gone…
He'd left at the worst possible time to; last night she's found out she was pregnant. Carry had planned on tell him this morning… but now he'd never know.
Carry thought about this new event for a bit, her dilemma, to tell him NOW or to not… Would he be better off knowing or being in ignorant bliss?
Finally, she decided that she wasn't going to tell him. HE left HER so he obviously didn't want any part of her… Besides, a child would just put more weight on his shoulders than he already had, and that wasn't necessary…
SHE still cared for him… even though he left her… He SAID it was out of love… but she would never believe that.
And all that day, Carry stayed in her bed and cried, holding on to her stomach, wedding band, and sanity with all of her might.
…. …. …. …. ….
September 7th… 9 months after HE left…
Carry woke up panting and quickly called an ambulance, she was going into labor.
The ambulance made it there in less than 10 minutes, and they were short on time. Carry ended up giving birth in the ambulance… but it nearly killed her, though her baby was perfectly healthy.
"Jayla Lynn –" were her last words before she went unconscious.
The baby was rushed inside to the NICU section of the hospital and Carry was rushed the ER… She was only there for an hour though, for, after that point, she died… and Jayla lived.
Jayla was kept in the hospital for three weeks until they were sure she was healthy, then, at that point, she was sent to an orphanage… With no other family that the doctors knew of, they had no choice.
No one knew, though, that Jayla had powers, crazy powers beyond anyone's imaginings… and all because of her father, of whom she'd never know… and all because he left.
It was the worst mistake he'd ever made… and he'd never know why.
(A/N: This will be the shortest chapter by far, if anyone is reading this, and I hope you enjoyed it~ Review please~ But no matter what I'm going to continue this~
Thanks for your time~
~KKCopper)