Chapter 21

Surprises

I stared at Jake's figure on the bed in the room. The monitors were off and the room was dimly lit.

"Jake?" I softly spoke as I slowly walked up to the lifeless figure.

My eyes started watering as I grew closer to Jake. He hadn't made a single move, signaling that he was alright.

My hands started shaking as I grew closer and closer to his figure. I extended my hand out, getting ready to touch him, but hesitated. I was too afraid to touch his fragile body.

"Jake…" I whispered.

His blanket was just above his chest with an arm extended up above the blanket. His skin color looked completely pale with his eyes closed and his mouth forming a straight line. He looked peaceful and yet…

I shook my head, he can't be dead.

I lifted my hand once again, touching his hard and cold hand. My breathing hitch up and I covered my mouth with my hand.

My hand trailed up his arm and touched his cold cheek.

"Jake…" My muffled voice filled the room and soon I collapsed on the ground, with tears streaming down my face. I gasped for air, not able to take anything in.

"Jake, you can't leave me!" I nearly shouted. "You promised!" I cried out and shook my head, furiously wiping my tears away.

My heart was pounding rapidly against my chest as my stomach churned. My breathing coming in as gasps, getting caught in my throat, with tears just not wanting to stop.

This can't be happening to me.

I took locks of my hair, pulling at it, shaking my head. "I love you Jake, please…" I sobbed.

I heard the door open and I looked straight at the door, covering my mouth as I continued to cry. Two blurry figures entered the room and I felt myself being wrapped up in someone's arms.

"Let go of me." I cried out, but was too weak to push the figure away.

My nose stuffy and I struggled to breathe through my mouth. My body felt weak and couldn't I couldn't push myself up. My arms and legs went limp and soon everything in the room faded away.

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When I woke up, I was in a hospital room with an IV stuck in my arm once again. Did what happen, really happen? Was it just a dream? Did Jake really die? Did all that crap really happen?

I sat up and looked around the room. It looked like the same room I once was in, in my dream or if that was a dream. I pushed the blanket off me and sat up.

The door opened and Ms. Cahill walked in, holding a cup of coffee.

"Oh you're awake." She softly said and closed the door behind her. She walked up to my seat and sat down next to me.

"Ms. Cahill, what happened?" I asked and she shook her head.

"Shh, honey, you'll be alright." She took my hand in hers as she set her cup on the side table.

"What happened? I mean, Jake and everything, was it real?" I suddenly asked.

Her head dropped as she pursed her lips. She squeezed my hand and then I realized that it wasn't a dream at all.

"I'm sorry… I-" She started, but I shook my head.

"No, it's not your fault." I said as tears once again well up. "It's mine. He tried to save me, he tried to stop Matt… and I did nothing. I should be the one sorry; I took Jake away from you."

"No, you didn't, he loves you and I love you too. He just wanted to save you… but… that…" She sighed as she lifted her hand, wiping a few tears that managed to escape.

She got up and pulled me in a hug, holding me tight as we cried in each others arms.

"Miley…" She softly spoke and let go of me.

"Yes?" I looked up at her, raising the back of my hand to my face, wiping my tears.

"The doctors… gave me something… which I'm assuming belongs to you." She said.

"What is it?" I asked and she got up, going to her seat and took her purse.

Inside, she reached for something and then pulled out a small velvet looking box.

I gasped as she walked over to me. She eyed the box and sighed.

"I think he wanted to give it to you the other night." She softly said and gave me the box.

I fingered the small box and wondered if I should open it or not. I took a deep breath and stared hard at the box as I opened it. In the box, a beautiful silver ring with a single diamond was in it.

I gasped.

An engagement ring

I started to cry remembering what Jake was saying before we went down to the Senior Ball.

….MileyxJake….

"Miley." He smiled widely at me as he wrapped his arms around me and kissing me on my cheek.

He wore a tuxedo with a pink vest and tie to match my dress and with his hair; he trimmed it and gelled it back. I found it amusing, but cute at the same time with his tux, and his hair just made him seem even more adorable. At least he wanted to match his tie and vest color with my dress.

"You guys ready yet?" Timmy asked as he held Luann's hand in his. He looked a little uncomfortable, but it didn't matter. He probably just felt left out.

"Almost." I smiled sweetly at him and his head dropped to the ground as he pulled Luann away from the group.

"Miley, I wanted…" Jake started and I looked up at him. His cheeks turned a slight rosy color and he looked away from me for a second, shaking his head. "Never mind." He said and smiled. "I want to make this night perfect for us." He said and lightly kissed me.

I smiled. "I want it to be perfect too." I said and pulled at his hand, walking in the direction Timmy and Luan

….MileyxJake….

He wanted to make that night perfect because of this. He wanted to ask me to marry him… oh my god…

There was a knock on the door and Ms. Cahill let go of me as she looked at the door. The same doctor came in and I sighed. I guess I'll always have the same doctor.

"Hello Ms. Stewart, Ms. Cahill." He smiled and walked up to us.

Ms. Cahill got up from the bed and went over stand on the side.

"What's wrong with me?" I asked and he smiled.

"Well, you're perfectly healthy, although, I've been doing some tests and I took some blood samples from you." He said and started to write something down on a piece of paper.

"What?" I asked him and he sighed.

"Well, I would like to ask you about your sexual history." He then said and I blushed.

"I don't…" I said while looking down.

Why did he want to know about my sexual history? I mean yeah sure I've had sex with Jake a few times… or more, but he didn't exactly need to know anything. Oh God, and Jake's mom is in here as well. I know I have to tell him, but can't she leave?

"I'm just wondering how many boys ha-"

"Only Jake, there was only Jake." I blushed deeper and crossed my arms. "Matt never did anything except touch and kiss me…" I added quickly. Maybe it was for the case.

"Well… when was the last time you had sexual activity?" He then asked and dropped my head, pulling the sheets higher over my body.

"Umm… Friday, but we were safe…" I told him.

"Uh-huh… and before that?"

Oh God, wasn't that enough? I mean seriously, this is just embarrassing. Does he want me to spill to Jakes mother how often Jake and I get along?

"About a week before that."

"And were you two using any sort of protection?"

I blushed. "I think…" I closed my eyes and remembered that night out on the hood of his car… and… he just… and I think… "No, I don't think he did." I told him.

"Well," He scratched his head. This may come as a shock to you, but from the blood tests, it says that you're pregnant."

"What?" I gasped, covering my mouth. I can't be pregnant; I mean that was only one time… and I… I don't understand. How can I be pregnant?

I hear Jake's mom gasp as well.

"Though, it could be too early for me to really determine if you're only a week pregnant, but there could be the chance that you're more than just a week pregnant. Have you had sexual intercourse before that?"

"A few, but…" I shook my head; I couldn't think straight, the only thing I could think is that I'm pregnant.

"The only way we can truly tell how long you've been pregnant is once you have a pelvic exam."

"Okay." I said under my breath.

"I'll let you two alone." He said and stepped out of the room.

"I'm pregnant." I whispered and stared down at my hands, which held the box with the engagement ring.

Shock took over my body.

I'm pregnant and with Jake's baby when not even a full day ago, he died.

I dropped the box and hugged myself. I'm alone and pregnant. My baby won't have a father…

I'm pregnant…

… with Jake's baby…

…and he's gone…

…forever.

"Oh my God." I hear Jake's mom say.

I looked at Jake's mom and noticed covering her mouth with both hands and leaning against the wall.

"What am I going to do? I can't have a baby?" I said loudly as my eyes clouded.

I heard the door open and I looked seeing Dad, Luann, Lilly, and Oliver walking into the room.

"Daddy." I frowned and sniffled.

What am I supposed to say to him? He's going to be so disappointed in me and now that I have no one to help me support it, it would be better off if I lost the baby.

"What's wrong?" Dad asked and I felt his arms go around my back.

"Let's give them some time." I hear Ms. Cahill say and with the door closing.

"Dad…" I pressed my face into his chest and started to bawl.

I can't do this, why did Jake have to die now? Why did it have to happen now? Why?

I put a hand on my stomach and felt dad rubbing on my back.

"What's wrong bud?"

It's now or never… but cant it wait? If I tell him now… then… I don't know what I'm going to do. If I don't tell him, Jake's mom would definitely tell him. Damn it, why didn't I find out sooner? How can he know now when it was just last week when we… Damn it!

"Dad…" I pulled myself together and let go of my dad. I put my hands on my lap and stared down at the box which the engagement ring was.

"I'm sorry about Jake; Miley… it's a loss for all of us." Dad said and put a supporting hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah and-"

"I know it will be harder for you with all the things you've been through with Jake but you have to-"

"Dad I'm pregnant." I cut him off, closing my eyes, and picked up the box. I clutched it in my hand, holding for my life and sighed. "I'm sorry and I know I should've been careful, and I know I disappointed you, and I'm sorry. Jake and I, we… I don't know… and now that Jake's not… I don't know what to do… it's almost like this is the only thing that will keep me from forgetting Jake, but I'll do whatever you want to. I'll have an a-" I started, trying hard to not crack my voice.

"What? But… no Miley, no…. you can't-"

"But I am dad. I am because Jake and I were careless. Now that Jake's not here, I don't have anyone to help and support me if I do have this child. I fully understand if you want me to have an-"

"No Miley, I mean… wow…" He said and let go of my shoulder.

"I'm sorry dad." I could feel tears burning again. "I'm pregnant and alone and I'm graduating this week and I don't know what to do anymore." My voice now high and squeaky. "I'm screwed up, I'm a screwed up child and I'm sorry daddy." I cried and held the box close to my body.

"Don't say that… we'll figure this out." Dad said with his voice low and quiet. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to his chest.

A/N There are two more chapters left and I'm sorry... maybe the next will make up for this?