Her Love Fades... by Kerry Boo.. (books suggested by bill gates TXT) 📕

at her taken aback by the site I see. She was shot. I panic and lunge for her father. “Why the hell would you do that?!” I scream. “She’s your daughter and she’s pregnant!”

A second later her father standing there with a rueful expression on his face disappeared and was lost from my mind.

Oh my god! Andi was shot, and she’s pregnant.!

I pull myself up off the ground and see her barely sitting there with her bloodied shirt covering her belly, her belly where my baby is.

I draw out of phone and quickly punch in 911.

“Hello, 911 operator how may I help you?”

Annoyed at how calm the voice is I start practically screaming. “My…my friend, she’s been shot! An…and….she was pregnant!” I stutter.

Aware of the sharp intake of breath from the operator my pulse races, suddenly I miss her calm obnoxiously relaxing tone.

“Calm down sir.” She mutters. “What’s the address?” she asked rather fast.
I give her the address relief far from me. “Ok, sir they are on their way, do you mind telling me what happened?” she whimpered in an urgent tone.

“My….my she’s my ex… she’s…pregnant with my child…..” I managed to force out. Leaving out the details of us lying on the couch I continue. “Her….her father found out and….went mad? He… pulled the gun out and aimed it at me and she jumped in front of me.”

I went and sat beside her trying to comfort her. Her breathing labored. I glanced at her father who was standing in front of me frozen in shock.
“Sir? Sir?” The operator asks sounding slightly annoyed. “Did you hear me?” she asked as I took in a sharp intake of breath.

“N…noo.”

“The cops will be there too, make sure the father doesn’t go anywhere.”
I nod my head and hang up to preoccupied with Andi’s fluttering eyes. “Baby girl, Please….” I whimpered willing her to open her eyes and send me a reassuring smile.
She did.

She half opened her eyes and took in a deep breath. “I…I’m f…f….ine.” she finally finished.

I shook my head. “Andi…Please.” I took another look at her shirt soaked in her blood. I tried to hide the fear in my eyes as I noticed how pale she was while the blood just flowed out of her as if it was a hole in a bottle of water. Please. I mentally begged god. I had never been the religious type. I had always been atheist never believing there ever was a god but if there really was now would be the time to do me a favor and save her, and my child.

I stared down at the ground as I grabbed her hand and clenched it between mine. Please god. I know I don’t deserve her and I don’t deserve the baby that she is carrying but I need her. Why do you always make horrible tragedies happen to amazing people? Please you can’t do this to her. And all her friends she deserves to live, she deserves to have this baby.

I threw my sight on the door when I heard the ambulance and the cop’s siren out front of her house.

Not bothering to knock they kicked the door open and stormed in empty handed. They’re expressions drained as they seen Andi and I sitting there together, they’re eyes locked on her father still standing there like a statue. “Don’t move.” They called out towards him. He didn’t even blink.

I wanted to smile. They were trying to do the cops role but every brain cell urged me against it. You don’t deserve to smile they all whispered maliciously in my ear. This is your entire fault.

The EMTs exchanged a worried glance from one another before they nodded. The one EMT stood up and walked out to the ambulance pulling a stretcher behind him.

They got her up on the stretcher

“whyyyy?” was all I could scream. Seeming like a movie scene? Maybe a little bit, but I really wanted to know, how can you shot your only daughter and be totally ok with it? He doesn’t even look shooken up any more. He’s just standing there watching the cops as the stare back at him.

“How could you do that?!” I finally scream. 5 seconds from lunging at him the cops snuck around behind him and cuffed his wrists, saying nothing in response, all their eyes… empty of all emotion, and mine being full of never ending tears.

“You have to save them both.” I finally find my voice.

The cops glance at me and nod their heads towards the EMT’s. They begin to pull the stretcher out behind them as I watch them wheel her away.

Tearing my eyes away from them leaving, I focus all of my attention behind me at her father. “Luke…..” I hear his haunting voice whisper. “Lukkkkkke” he keeps saying. I turn towards him as he jumps for the gun grabbing it between his cuffed hands.

“help.” I scream as the cops are oblivious to the scene going on around them.

“this is your fault Luke, first you cheat on my daughter, and then you get her knocked up….then you just.. You’re an immature kid. You should have taken the bullet instead of letting her get shoot. Then that could be you on the stretcher… what the hell were you thinking??!”

I shook my head as he slowly raised the gun. “I’ll make you a deal.” He whispered sheepishly.

I nodded in return waiting for him to go on. “Leave my daughter alone, don’t ever look at her, talk to her, over even walk in the same room as her and you can go.”

I bit my tongue in disgust clenching my fist. “That baby…” I stuttered. “is mine! And I need to be here for her, and or him. She needs me; she isn’t ready to be a mother, let alone a single mother.” I spit in his direction as he raised the gun.

“One last chance Luke.”

“I won’t leave her alone to do this.” I screeched.

“Do it!” he screamed.

I watched as his finger inched closer to the trigger. Putting my hands up in surrender I nodded my head. “Ok… I’ll leave her alone...” I could practically feel my heart snap as I said those few little words.

He shook his head. “I don’t believe you.”

I dodged the bullet. “I will, I promise I will. I won’t look at her.” My voice shaking he gave me a cruel smile.

“Good.”

I scurried out of her house and ran to mine, tears pouring down my face the whole time, how do I just leave her alone? How do I just forget all about Andi? She’s the only girl who I have ever cried for, and the only one I’ve ever felt such strong feelings for. Sure… it’s my life I’m risking… but I just can’t live knowing that I got her pregnant and then… I just left… Can I? The better question is, do I have a choice? No…
I kick the front door open as the rain begins to pour down, the lighting striking everything I can see, and the thunder knocking against every mountain in the world.
I barely drag my body inside before collapsing on the floor. How can I just ignore her like that?

I roll onto my stomach burying my head in the dirty carpet. She’s not going to understand, and I can’t even tell her what’s going on? What if our baby doesn’t make it? What if…what if she loses him or her and… mentally slapping myself I cursed, Luke you need to stop thinking like this. Think positive. But once again having no control over my thoughts they drifted back to the previous area…. What if she dies?

It’s bright, everywhere I look someone has a big smile on they’re face. Everyone is happy the world is pure; no anger no lies, no violence. Nothing but the surreal happiness of everyone around. And then, bang! I heard the gun. I leapt forward to catch the girl falling, falling to her knee’s blood surrounding her, tears emerging from her eyes, and every one running right past her. Screaming help, I need someone please. And no one listening. The screaming get’s louder as another boom echo’s off the walls. The pain is heard in someone’s female voice I glance down as the women who I held in my arm tumbles onto the ground. I know her, Kayla from English. What the hell is going on here? Seeing Lee run past me, and then the next minute he’s on the ground tears forming in his eyes. Female screeches heard everywhere you turn, adults ushering students out of the building, running to get away from everything, and then I stop dead in my tracks when I come across….

Sitting up in my bed gasping for air. Hyperventilating. Thinking back to what I just saw. What did I just see? I don’t even know. Who was that?

I hear the familiar song skyway avenue begin to play. Jolting back to reality I glanced down at my phone… Andi…. I sign and reach out my arms to grab the phone. Debating whether or not to answer. I push the end button. I think id rather live. I mean come on, she’s just a girl? Those feelings were a trick… I only felt that way…. But it was no use I couldn’t convince myself that Andi was just another girl. I sighed and grabbed my phone calling her back. “Hey…” I murmured into the speaker.

“I thought you were ignoring me.” She whispered.

I shook my head knowing well that she couldn’t see. “Andi… I can’t…” but I couldn’t finish before I heard her sniffling.

“Luke… it’s gone.”
I bit back the tears throwing all my anger at her, perfect reason to say goodbye right?

“Andi… this is all your fault!” I screamed my false anger surprising her, as I could tell by her intake of breath.

“I’m sorry... I just...i couldn’t live with the thought of you…. Being gone.”
I gulped. She’s not making this any easier. I punched my wall fighting back the tears.

“it’s too late Andi, get used to it.” before I had the chance to breakdown I hung up the phone making a loud slam.

Hey everyone guess what, my name is Luke and I’m an ass, I managed to break two hearts in a matter of 3 seconds. I sigh shaking my head. Just strike me dead. Strike me dead, I
don’t want to hurt her.

To late dumbass!! I keep yelling in my head. To late…. I bury my face back in the carpet and breathe in the sick disgusted air. What do I do now?

Andi
I numbly press the end button as I hear the line disconnected, warning me with an ongoing beeping. Sitting there stunned. What the hell just happened? He just blamed me? I stare at the ground as the tears flood from my eyes registering what just happened. Yes, he did just blame me… the baby died and he blamed me.

I sighed turning over in my bed and staring at my black and purple walls. My eyes stopping and landing on the words written by him not to long ago.

I can’t wait to be a family.

Smiling numbly at the memory. The tears that threatened to escape as his words kept echoing in my head. “Andi this