Cassie's POV
After weeks, my name was spoken everywhere, even in newspapers. I don't want to talk about Jaxon's disappearance. It was slowly killing his mom. Despite what he did, my family didn't stop their friendship with his family. They were there for each other except he wasn't there for me.
When he left, he opened the doors of darkness in my life. My parents couldn't take the embarrassment. They had to hide themselves wherever they were going, even in their own house. It was a difficult phase for everyone in my family. I urged myself to stop trying to call his phone, but the inner voices were eating me every night. I couldn't even close my eyes because I saw his face. It is true. Love sometimes is stubborn. I felt myself pushed to hear his voice and get all the answers at once. So, I tried to call him several times in the early mornings and late nights, but he never picked up my calls. I sent messages every day until his phone went unreachable. By time, I lost hope. He was gone for sure. I wanted to know why he turned me down, why he wasn't crazy for me like I was for him, why he didn't at least say goodbye to me. I had many questions for him. Maybe the answer to all of my questions was simple-he didn't love me.
I decided to stop calling his number, which was always unreachable, and that time, I was more serious because I even deleted his number from my phone even though it remained in my head. I started to get most of my time occupied by doing community work, volunteering at church, and planting flowers around my yard. But there was a time I used to admire some students going to college and wished I were one of them. However, my parents didn't want it. They wanted me to get married for their business relations, which never even came to reality because my dad was aged to start a business.
About a month passed, and I was still distracting myself with work, but there was one thing that was stressing me secretly. I had time not having my periods. I went to the hospital without my parents knowing and was shocked because I was pregnant. From there, I changed my hobbies and spent most of the time in my room, rolling myself on the bed. It hit me hard as I was stressed and didn't know what to do. The only thing that came into my head was to abort Jaxon's child.
I woke up in one the morning and took a fast shower. I dressed and drove to Mary. I phoned Faith to meet me at Mary's house. The way I sounded over the phone made them know it was serious, so they prepared for the worst. I told them about my pregnancy and my idea of abortion. They didn't agree with me at all. They wanted me to keep the baby.
It was then high time for me to speak to Jaxon. Weeks passed from that month, and other months approached. Still, his number was unreachable. I gave up trying again and waited for him to call me back because I was sure he knew my phone number by head.
It was difficult to tell my parents about my pregnancy. They had endured a lot because of me. I was trying to think of a way to tell them until my father had a heart attack. He died without knowing I was pregnant. That was painful. It became even more difficult to tell my mom after we lost my dad. She wouldn't have engulfed everything at once. I went to Jaxon's mother and told her about her grandchild in my stomach. She became happy and didn't wait to tell my mom. I was surprised to see my mom jumping in joy. I didn't expect her to react that way, but it was happening. The two ladies were impatient to see their grandchild in my arms.
Before I gave birth, Linx's family came with a proposal to get me married to Linx. It was a nightmare to me, but my mother was pleased. She rushed to Jaxon's mother, and they didn't wait to say a loud yes! So that was it, I was going to get married. They thought marriage was going to help me forget things and start a new life, but it wasn't a new start for me. It was just another bomb waiting to burst on my thin shell. Getting married to Linx was something I didn't want. For God's sake, he was Jaxon's best friend. And the other thing, I wasn't the same girl who wanted to get married after what happened in my life.
Linx James accepted the marriage despite knowing I was once his best friend's about to be wife. He wasn't concerned about Jaxon's seed in my stomach. It is unclear to me why, but it was weird. Strangely, he had never proposed to me to show interests, but there he was supporting the marriage. I just agreed to the marriage for my mom's sake. It wasn't a big wedding and a few people were invited.
On the seventh day of March, the night when my baby girl child was born, Jaxon's mother was shot dead. It was painful because we never knew who killed her and why. People tried to look for Jaxon before the funeral, but they never found him. He never showed up. We started to believe he was also dead.
After a few months, Linx was starting to act unusual. He was not even helping me with my baby as the man of the house. He grew an attitude I didn't understand. Sometimes, he would beat me and yell about stupid things. It was hard to accept what the spectrum of life positioned to me. I started to feel lonely, and the tidal of it was surging every day into a big wave. The nights were very hard. Every time I tried to move on, things became difficult. The pillows became hard with tears , so good dreams became impossible, and hopes faded. I was just screaming in a vacuum chamber, expecting a rescue.
The situation was piercing and heartbreaking. I looked at my little princess, and she gave me a reason to change my fate. I named her Cathy after Jaxon's mom. She was her grandmother, after all. I started to work hard trying to secure a future for her, and things seemed to get better because I was getting jobs. But, my life was constant with burdens.
Ten years later, my little Cathy was going to school, and her abusive step dead was a drug addict. He had changed more to be a beast that sometimes I was even afraid of him. Life with him was hard, but I survived for ten years. I was running my restaurant, which I started by asking for donations. By then, Linx was nolonger working. He had years not getting a proper job. I didn't know what he was doing, but he had a lot of money in his pockets. Every so often, he's was taking a week without showing up in the house. The worst thing, he used to bring sluts into the house. I couldn't stand all that, so I made my mind and left him to live in my family's house where my brother Mathew was staying. Mathew was staying with his girlfriend along with my mother. My mother was then aged and sick. Sometimes she was forgetting me. In the end, she stayed with my aunt.
One evening, when I was preparing super for my family, I heard the news saying Linx James was shot dead. I felt my heart punched and held Cathy in my lap. I failed to react, but I knew that one thing was for sure, I was going to be a widow, and the news was going to spread with my name. I called Mary and Faith to confirm the news as if I was doubting, but to my surprise, their phones rang at my door.