Basically concluding the story I think. I'll write an epilog or something, since this was supposed to be a prolog. (fail btw…) So yeah.
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My Dearest Spence,
I haven't heard from you in months, I write everyday, I don't understand why you don't write me back. I still love you.
Things are going well here, I have tons of new friends, I'm not a huge freak, people here understand. Everyone knows about dad, about the baby.
It's a girl by the way; I'm due in two more months. I'm really excited, my friend Madison is throwing me a baby shower in a month. I already have a crib though, and my grandpa already painted the nursery for me. It's beautiful Spence! Lavender and gray! It's so unique I think. I can't wait to bring her home.
I haven't chosen a name yet; I'm still hoping you'll help me name her when you write me back.
I've talked to my grandparents about having you here for her birth, but they don't approve of our love. They think we're too young, and that I've been through too much to think straight. They're obviously wrong; I've always loved you. Maybe it is cause you saved me. I don't think that changes a thing.
Spence, I really miss you, at first I couldn't sleep, but when she started moving around in the womb, it lulled me to sleep. She's been taking care of me Spence, and I think she misses you too.
It's so weird to have a baby inside of me; I can't even begin to explain the feeling. I wish she was yours instead though, Spence. You'd make a great father.
I love you Spence, forever and always.
Yours truly,
Abby
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"What're you writing?" Abigail's new friend Madison asked, Madison had long dark hair and green eyes. She was always smiling; always ready to help.
"A letter to Spence." Abigail said signing it off and folding it up.
"You write him everyday, and he hasn't responded. I don't think he wants to talk to you." Madison said apologetically.
"Maddy, it's not like that. Seriously Spence and I love each other, I know it sounds crazy, but we do! I don't know why he hasn't written back, but I'm sure he has a good reason."
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My Sweetest Abby,
It's been four months since we said goodbye, and I haven't gotten a single letter. I swear I write to you every day, but it seems to be a lost cause. I still love you Abby, I wish I'd hear from you.
Mom's gotten worse since you left, the voices are overwhelming, I don't know how to take care of her anymore. It was always so simple with you around, with dad around. Everything was much simpler.
I miss you so much Abby, you're seven months along now, I wonder if you know what you're having?
I hope you are safe and happy with your grandparents, that's honestly all I want for you. I want you to be safe; I've always wanted that. As for happiness, I hope you've finally felt it, truly felt it.
College is going good, Ethan and Trish miss you. They're together now you know? It's a little weird in my opinion, but they appear happy.
Ethan and I haven't been hanging out as much, with me having to take care of mom and all. Plus he spends most of his time with Trish now. Honestly I don't see what he sees in here. She's a little…strong for my taste.
I love you Abby, with all of my heart, I'll never forget you.
Yours truly,
Spence
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"Reid if you're writing to Abigail, you might want to give it a rest. It's been months." Ethan said sitting down with him in their English class.
"Ethan, I swore I'd write everyday. I'm not breaking my promise."
"Okay man, whatever you want."
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"David I'm not sure we should be keeping the letters from her." Abigail's grandma, Betty, said.
"Betty we've been over this, this boy is bound to break her heart, it's better this way. She needs to move on before the baby arrives." Her grandfather David said.
"Dave! Have you been reading these letters? The boy loves her, deeply; I don't think he's going to break her heart. But this, making her think he doesn't care, it's despicable! She writes him everyday, everyday David. She's not giving up and she's due in only a couple months!"
"It's too late to turn back now." David said solemnly, "Trust me it's better this way."
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Two months later
"Alright Abigail you're almost there, just a couple more." A doctor wearing a full gown and mask said. Abigail's hair was sticking to her head from sweat, her eyes were bloodshot, and overall she looked exhausted. She'd been in labor for twenty-nine hours; it had been long and hard, emotionally and physically. She was finally starting to give up on Spence, she wished he was here; she wished she'd never left. She panted franticly and looked at the doc with fear filled eyes.
"I can't!" She wailed, "I'm so weak."
"Abigail you can do this, she's almost here!" The doc insisted. Abigail gripped the rails on the bed and pushed down as hard as she could, she screamed in agony, but she didn't stop pushing until the doctor told her to. "Good! You're so close Abigail! Keep that up!"
"It really hurts doc! I'm not strong enough…" Abigail chocked, crying out again as another contraction hit.
"Push Abigail!" The doctor ordered, Abigail pushed down again unwillingly, she felt some of the pain relieve, but not totally. "Very good Abigail! We've got the head!" The doctor praised as he cleaned out her nose and mouth, and checked for the cord around her neck.
"Doc can I rest please?" Abigail begged, he nodded.
"Only for a minute, it'll be just a couple more minutes once you push." He said. Abigail cried out again, grabbing the rails and squeezing. She repeated that several times over the next five minutes before the doctor insisted she push on the next contraction. When it hit she cried out and pushed down hard, she could feel one shoulder pop out. She stopped pushing. "Abigail keep pushing she's almost out!" The doctor ordered, Abigail obeyed, crying out one last time, then the pain stopped. The room was filled with the cry of the newborn. The doctor cut the umbilical cord and passed her to the nurses. "You did great." The doctor said smiling at Abigail. She smiled back weakly. A few minutes later the nurses brought the baby to her.
"Thanks." Abigail said taking her daughter in her arms. "Hey baby girl."
"What're you going to name her?" One nurse asked. Abigail looked at them shocked.
"I've been thinking…Nikki Lynn." Abigail said, but it sounded more like a question.
"That's beautiful!" The nurse said. "I'll get the card for you to fill out."
"Hey Nikki." Abigail whispered, a single tear sliding down her face.
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My Dearest Spence,
Spence you'll never believe it! I had her! I had Nikki!
Since you haven't replied I decided to name her Nikki Lynn, oh Spence, she's beautiful! I've been sleeping since she was born. She's several hours old now. The doctors ran tests to make sure she's healthy, she is! Spence it's nearly perfect, if only you were here.
I'll tell you something through, giving birth is HARD. I don't recommend it. I kinda yelled a lot, I felt really embarrassed, but the doctor said I did well.
My grandparents are in and out; they both have to work though.
I don't know what to say, I'm just so happy! She's beautiful Spence, she's so beautiful.
Love, yours truly,
Abby
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My Sweetest Abby,
By my calculations, you're due today. I wonder if you were on time. I hope you weren't in too much pain. I wish I was there to hold you tight.
I'm thinking about institutionalizing my mom in a year Abby…it's a hard decision but I think it's best. I can't take care of her anymore…and I got offered a job with the Behavioral Analysis Unit of the FBI. It's perfect for me I think.
I'm hoping you and the baby will meet me in Virginia someday. Or maybe I'll come get you. Who knows?
I love you Abby, always.
With love,
Spence
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Another year later
"Bye mom." Spence whispered as the doctors took her mother away. He waited until they were gone to grab his things and get in his new car. He drove slowly north, wiping away endless tears. After hours of driving he arrived at a large house in northern California, it was beautiful. He climbed slowly out of the car and walked to the door. He knocked on the door and waited.
"Yes?" An elderly woman asked answering the door.
"Hi, my name is Spencer, is Abigail here?" Spence asked.
"Oh dear! Abigail left shortly after Nikki was born, she wanted to raise her daughter on her own." The woman said apologetically.
"She had a girl?" Spence asked with a smile.
"Yes she did." The woman said smiling too. "I'll tell her you stopped by, and we've been passing all your letters onto her. You can keep writing to this address." The woman lied.
"Okay, thanks ma'am." Spence said before turning and leaving, he was heading to Virginia. Not having any idea what was next for him.
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The end. Lame I know. I hope you liked it anyways. If anyone is even reading this.