AUTHORS NOTE: And...I'm back! This chapter may be a bit distrubing also. This and ch.2 was writen by Marina Ka-fai.
Veronaville at last. After three months on the road, Jacqueline had felt as if her body would break, though she never complained to her lover. They would find some comfy corner of the town, not too cold, to spend the nights to come... And the sleepless ones due to parenting.
Jacqueline was pregnant.
The news had scared her at first. They were sixteen, on the road, escaping their families and now, she was with child, far from what she once called home. She was also scared that Alexander would be angry with her. During their first night together, in their drunkness, they hadn't noticed the condom had broke. And she never had any signs of a pregnancy. It was one simple question from him that made her think and realize:
" Isn't your belly a bit bigger? "
The pregnancy test had been positive and the future father had been the happiest Jacqueline had ever seen him.
The couple stopped at a dinner to have a meal. On the TV screen, fixed on the wall, a familiar voice was heard.
" Jacqueline, wherever you are, know that we love you! We won't be angry, we promise, just come home! "
Her mother.
" That's a trap." She thought " Mom would only ground me and forbid me to see Alexander ever again. "
Her father, her siblings, her uncle, her cousins, they all spoke yet their words felt like lies. It seemed so ungrateful to her, yet she was the happiest she had ever been during those three months, with way less but yet way more at the same time. She had love and freedom, the two things she had craved her entire life. A picture of her was shown, she hid her head, hoping she wouldn't be noticed.
" You're the girl, right?" A voice asked
Jacqueline and Alexander turned their heads to see a woman with red hair, pale skin, with a silver crown decorating her fiery bun. She was wearing a long red dress and she had some paint all over her long and slender face.
" What if I am?" Jacqueline replied
" We're here because they're liars. They won't let us be together." Alexander added
The woman looked at them, noticing the small bump the teenager had.
" My name is Titania, Titania Summerdream. Do you have any place to stay?"
Alexnder told her of their plan to stay in a secluded house ar from the river.
" You're nuts! It's cold and tiny! I know! Come and live with me!"
They had no idea why she was offering this, yet they didn't have the luxury to refuse. They took the hand she was offering.
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Alexander and Jacqueline had learnt that the Summerdreams were used to impossible loves, trying to end the feud between the Capps and the Montys. They had been nothing but kind to them while they had no reason too, and the couple felt bad as they didn't know how they could repay their debt to them. They were living together and sacrificing their old lives felts like the most reasonable choice they had made.
" This is my happy ending." Jacqueline thought, as Alexander was speaking to their unborn child, her hand resting on her swollen belly
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" It wasn't supposed to end that way..." Alexander sobbed
Jacqueline had given birth to their daughter, a perfect little baby with her eyes and his hair colour. They had named her Victoria, as she was the symbol of how they managed to overcome adversity to remain together. However, the birth had been painful, hard, long and the mother had lost a lot of blood...
Jacqueline Burb, 16, had died in childbirth.
Oberon had let Alexander alone for a few moments, to say goodbye. The grieving young father could still hear her laugh, her words, that she was happy, the most happy and that her life could end, she'd be the happiest burried woman in Veronaville. He kissed her lips. Her skin was still warm. One single cut with a knife was all he needed.
The Summerdream couple had found him craddling his lady love, embraced in an eternal hug.
Victoria had been sent to her maternal grandparents. Though she was raised with love and care, John and Jennifer could only saw the ghost of their lost daughter in her. Mortimer couldn't even bear to look at her face. Bella couldn't forgive him, she held him responsible for this, and though they didn't divorce, they were now married strangers. Lucy was rebelling, she had cut her hair short, dyed it into a vibrant colour, she had started to do drugs, to drink and her parents just hoped she was protected when she gave herself to others.
Summer had come and passed, the innocents could never last and winter had been cast over their families.
They would never know the warmth of summer ever again.
The End.
