Chapter 2
They Try To Bring Me Down, Had To Swallow My Pride
Nobody Knew What I Knew, I Would Survive
For Every Tear I Cry, Every Wish Goes By
Every Dream I Kept Inside
For Every Mile I Walked, Every Race I Lost
Every Day That I Ran Out Of Time
Like Every Song I Sing, Everyone I've Known
Every Night I Spend Alone
Like Every Horizon, I'll Keep On Trying
Like The Sun I'll Be Risin'
(Risin'-Natalia)
One month after her daughter was born, Jenny turned 18. She didn't receive any cards or phonecalls, except from her brother and a text from her father and Lily. But she didn't really cared anymore.
The only thing she cared about was that she could now have access to the savings account her father and Lily had put away for her.
The first thing that she did was put all the money on an individual bank account so that probably the last thing that connected her with Rufus and NY had been cut through.
The next thing she did was applying for fashion design at FIDM, and because of her previous experience in the fashion business and her good grades in high school, she got in. She moved to an apartment in California, hired a nanny, and spent the next 3 years working very hard for school and trying to be a good mother to Kate.
In the beginning she didn't know how to be a mother to her daughter. Kate was not an easy baby, she didn't sleep very well in the first year, and more than often Jenny had felted little or no love for her child. She was glad sometimes that she had hired a nanny to do all the dirty work for her so she could concentrate on her schoolwork.
When Kate walked her first steps at the young age of 14 months, that was the first time Jenny felt proud of her daughter. Gradually, this pride evolved into a deeper love than Jenny believed herself capable of. As Kate grew, so too did Jenny's devotion to the beautiful little girl, though you wouldn't know it to see her limited interaction with the child.
She realised that she was all Kate had because she swore a long time ago she wouldn't never let anyone near her daughter. Sometimes it really hurted Jenny just to look at Kate because she was the spitting image of Chuck. She had thick brown hair and his dark eyes, and sometimes Jenny swore she could sometimes see a flash of his trademark smirk if she did something good.
She graduated with high honors from FIDM and within two year she managed to have her own fashion label, JH Designs. She had carefully built a solid reputation and a company which was doing very well, at only age 21.
Jenny ruled her company with iron hand—she was cold and strictly business.
Her daughter, who was now 5 years old, had turned into a beautiful, girlie daughter who was just the opposite of her mother. She had the warmest laugh Jenny had ever heard, she was very clever for her age and always trying to please her mother.
She liked to pick her clothes for herself and always choose a girlie dress or skirt as she hated pants. She had even a slightly panicking preference for the color purple.
Jenny couldn't be any more different, after the birth she colored her hair almost platinum cold blond and cut it to a strict bob. Her daily outfit consisted of a bootflare pants and a blouse wore with a blazer for work and a cardigan for home wear. She couldn't be anymore different then the Jenny of 6years ago.
Her life was going well, just as she had planned.
But that all changed when she got a call from Dan telling her their father had just had a heart attack…