Chapter Eighteen
I returned to Central Park the following day, looking around eagerly.
Where are you Oliver? I thought to myself.
At that moment two hands clasped over my eyes. “Miss me?” a voice whispered in my ear.
Turning around in shock I quickly pulled Oliver into a hug. “Where the bloody hell have you been?” I asked.
“Here and there...”
“I got here yesterday.”
“The army truck didn’t get here till last night. They made detours.”
“Oh...”
“I’m glad you found your way here though. Where are you staying?”
“Not too far away, are you coming with me?”
“Of course. Nothing can separate us now.”
I smiled.
Months passed and eventually Oliver and I bought a house. It wasn’t much, but it was something.
I started university whilst Oliver played guitar for the army (doing training of course.) Seeing that he got out of Lake Gloria on the army truck he had to do a year of service. I guess sometimes you have to make sacrifices.
“Ah, Oliver,” I said hesitantly, walking out of the bathroom.
“Yeah?” he asked.
“I’m ah...”
“You’re what?”
I held up my hand. “Pregnant,” I finished, revealing the pregnancy stick.
His eyes opened wide in shock then he smiled. “That’s awesome!”
“Awesome?” Now it was my turn to be shocked.
“Yeah!”
“So you’re not mad?”
“Why would I be? It’s our child. I love you no matter what Cece.”
I smiled. “No matter what,” I agreed.
A month later Oliver walked into our house looking depressed.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, rushing over to him.
“I’m being sent to war.”
“No!” I argued.
“I don’t have a choice Cece... but one thing first.”
“What?”
“Marry me.”
Dear Oliver,
As the months pass my stomach gets crazily bigger. It’s amazing.
I hope it’s a boy. I bet he’d look just like you.
VOUS LISEZ
Leaves of Autumn
Roman pour AdolescentsCecelia Bloom has just moved to Lake Gloria, a town no one really knows about, all because of her unblanced step father. Lake Gloria is a town of many wonders and history. As Cecelia starts to get involved of the history of the town, she starts t...
