California Rich Girl

People think being rich, is being successful. They think climbing the social ladder, going to masquerade balls, have brunch at the most expensive restaurants is living the dream. If you want to know the truth, it's not, especially for me. I'm Kailey Jameson and this is my story.


7. California Rich Girl Part 7

Hospitals: you either walk out thanking god or wishing you were dead like the loved one you just lost.


I sat in the uncomfortable hospital chair, in my damp and bloody ball gown, staring at Blake so innocent and broken. As I held his hand, I felt his pain. The doctors said his injuries were serious, the test results hadn't come through yet but his face was covered in scars and the last time I saw him move was when he walked into the road, the road that would end him. I had lost track of time, I hadn't slept, I hadn't even closed my eyes for a minute, I couldn't leave him when he could be gone any minute.


The thought of losing him again was something I couldn't handle. I didn't want to imagine living without him because I know I would be living in pain. When I lost him for the first time, when he left with Lexie, all I could do was forget, block him out; the memories were painful when you knew you could never create a memory like that again. This time all that kept me going was the memories, I thought about one of our happiest moments…


I lay my head on his chest as the sun gleamed down on us.

“I can't believe we actually just ditched school and we're sitting here relaxing on a blanket under the sun.” I laughed.

“Do you hear that?”

“What, no?”

“Exactly, it’s peace and quiet. No shouting mum's or dads, no arguments, no school…” he grinned as he paused. “Life's too short, we have to make the most of times like these. Just us, together, enjoying the heat.”

“Well, I guess you're right. Senior year isn't that important I suppose. Just about spending time with people you love. Me and you, us against the world.” I smiled.

“Us against the world.” Blake said before kissing me. That day, all we did was sit there, we didn't worry about the consequences we had to face when we left, we just talked about us and our future together, growing old together.


...I woke up to my name being called. I opened my eyes and my hand was still tightly enclosed in Blake's. “Sorry to wake you miss but the test results have come back. Would you mind coming outside for a word please?”

“I'm not leaving this room.” I said bluntly.

“Oh sorry of course, I'll just tell you here then. Your husband…”

“We weren’t, we aren't married.” My face saddened.

“Oh god, I just keep saying the wrong things don't I?” She laughed slightly, expecting me to find her funny when the love of my life laid next to me on a hospital bed. She looked young for a doctor. I just gestured my head for her to carry on talking.

“So, the results are back. Blake has had some severe brain damages. We don't know how long it will be until he wakes up, after the accident he's lucky he's alive right now. There's nothing we can do right now other than wait. Is there anyone you'd like me to call?”

That question made me realise for the first time, it was just me and him, we had no one else anymore. It really was us against the world. But the suddenly… “Lexie!” Hastily, I rummaged through my bag searching through my phone like my life depended on it. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I really need to call my babysitter, we left my daughter with her at our house last night but she must have been worried sick. Oh god, Lexie must be so scared.”




I immediately rang her back. “Oh my god, Lola! I am so so so sorry. Blake's been in an accident, I've been in the hospital since last night with him. How..? I, uh. Is Lexie okay?”

“She's fine, she's fine. I can stay with her until you need to come home don't worry.”

“Thank you so much, you're a life saver! I'll give you a call if there's any changes. I can't thank you enough!” After sorting out Lexie, I buried my head into my hands and just sighed. I couldn't believe I was so wrapped up in Blake being ok that I completely forgot about Lexie. I knew I wasn't fit to be a mum, it was selfish but I had never had to put anyone before me before and now I had to. It made me remember when we first found out I was pregnant seven years ago. I was 17, Blake was 18. Senior year and we found out we had to raise a child. I snuck into his house through the window because his parents didn't like me that much, my family was too “snobby” and they weren't wrong.


“Blake! We’re in Senior year, I haven't even finished school myself yet how am I supposed to have a baby? I'm not ready for this!” I cried to him, walking up and down his room.

“You see, you're using a lot of ‘I’s’ here. We’ll be in this together.” He said as looked me in the eyes and held my hands. “Me and you, we’re going to raise that little creature together and it's going to have an amazing life no matter what. Say it: we're going to get through this. Us against the world.”

I smiled, wiping away my tears, “we’re going to get through this. Us against the world.”


I needed him, it couldn’t be “me against the world”, there was no “world” if Blake wasn’t in it…


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