Chapter One: Me and My Baby
The sun shone through the window and crept up the covers, warming her body all over. Ruthie rubbed at her eyes, and lay in her bed still as stone, wishing she could go back to sleep. She dreaded the activities that accompanied her morning routine. Begrudgingly, she eventually pulled herself out of bed and looked around her room. Trying to remember what she was doing two years ago from today.
She felt his warm hands wrap around her eyes. She tried hard to suppress a giggle that was bubbling inside her fourteen year old body. She felt his warm breath against her ear as he whispered Guess who. She turned around, to give him a kiss. Peter Patrowski. The boy she loved. He held out a teddy bear with a heart stitched on the chest with the words I LOVE YOU scribbled in big white script.
"Peter you're so sweet!" Ruthie exclaimed taking the teddy bear and looking at it adoringly. She pulled him in and gave him a soft kiss. He smiled at her pulling her closer.
Ruthie pulled her arms around her trying to go back to that day when everything was simple, at least simpler. She took a deep breath pulling herself out of her memories. She got up and began making her bed, once done she flopped back on it trying not to cry. This day should be happy but it only made the past year feel real. Part of her was happy but another part was in pain. She was angry at herself for wanting to go back and also because she couldn't.
Deep in her thoughts at first, she did not hear the sound of her favorite alarm. She looked over at the face that never left her thoughts. She remembered back a year ago when this face first entered the world.
Silence surrounded her as she lay in bed. Peter lay next to her stroking her damp hair, occasionally kissing the top of her forehead. The two sat in silence staring down at the most beautiful thing in the entire world. Yet, they were both still crying. Ruthie closed her eyes and felt herself drift off to sleep.
Ruthie got up out of bed and walked to the other side of her room she looked down and smiled. This was the reason she was in so much pain but yet so happy. She leaned down and picked her up.
"Good Morning Emma," Ruthie said kissing her beautiful little girl.