Chapter 4~
Patricia's POV-
"Patricia, I was wondering if you would like to go to lunch later." Jerome caught up behind me. His pace was slightly off, his eyes shifting. "Umm, sure." I said. I hadn't wanted to try and formulate a plot this quickly, though. It's lucky I'm good at them.
~ Later ~
"I have a surprise for you!" Jerome laughed, taking my hand and pulling me to the park we used to play in when we were little, until people started to talk...that talk was about to start all over again. He sat down on a red blanket, spread perfectly onto the ground. PB&J sandwhiches, biscuts, and crisps flowed forth from a small picnic basket. Everything was perfect.
"Patricia, I have something I've been meaning to ask you." He glanced around the park. What was he doing? Did he figure me out? He pulled a ring out of his pocket. "I didn't have a chance to box it. It was my mother's, until she left. This was all she gave me."
A perfect diamond glistened on the ring, alongside two emeralds, "for my eyes." He had changed the sapphires to Emeralds for me. "Patricia Anne Williamson, will you please give me the honor of marrying me?" Was this happening? It was all to fast!
I was turning into one of those girls that gets married and has a child young. I'd always promised myself I would never be that girl. Sadly, I was. "Of course I will." I whispered. I was lost in his kiss for a second, then he asked another question I'd been hoping to avoid. "So, why have you been acting so weird lately?"
"We found a positive pregnancy test in the house." He whispered. I only knodded. His arm went around me instantly, which is more than I can say for most teen girls in my situation. "Why didn't you tell me?" Jerome whispered. "I was afraid of how you would react. I thought you would leave me." I told him.
"Why would you think that?" He asked. "Why wouldn't I? My dad left my mum, your parents abandoned you-" "Which is why I promised myself when I was thirteen that I would never leave my kids.
To Be Continued...