Requested by: jeffmads_trash

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Main Characters
James: Age/ 19
Thomas: Age/ 21
Jasmine: Age/ 9 months
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James' P.O.V

I remember a time when I was happily with someone, Thomas was his name, we broke up because he couldn't stay away from the single life he'd always go out to parties, get drunk, or try to bring over a girl. It was sickening and I just didn't want to put up with it anymore.

A few months later I figured out that I was pregnant. I was scared of how Thomas would react but then for a moment I thought that everything would be okay without him and I didn't have to tell him. So I gave birth to a baby girl and named her Jasmine.

She was healthy and we were both happy to go home together, bond, and cuddle. A few years pasted by though and I figured out that I had a brain tumor and I could possibly die in a few weeks so...

I had to tell Thomas that I had his child and he needed to come and get her and take care of her so I can stay in the hospital for treatment.

He was surprised I'm guessing but came straight away. Thomas looked as bitchy as he looked the day I left him. He probably wasn't doing anything beside bathing in money and sitting on his ass. That's no way to raise anybody. I wish he wasn't my last resort but I had no choice I didn't wanna put her in foster care...

Thomas brought her a toy and held her for the first time and he looked happy.

"Okay Thomas, now that you know you have a kid no funny business, no random ladies stumbling into your house, and no getting drunk. She's my kid and I don't want her to grow up to be anything like you."

Thomas sighed, "You think I'm still like that huh?"

"..." I shrugged, What else was I suppose to think?

"Come on I'm bored of those things now and I usually just stay home and tend to my garden that's all my life has come to now, sure I could've done anything I wanted but even that's boring to me now. But this....This is new to me and I promise to raise her well."

"You better or I'll come back to haunt you."

"Come on James you won't die, you'll get better then we can get back together and have a family that's what I want now..."

"Thomas that's not gonna happen you know I won't get better don't deny it.."

"Well sometimes when a person is hurt they will deny that anything is wrong."

"You're hurt?"

"Ofcourse James, I love you still."

"...."

"And I know you love me too."
He then looked down at Jasmine.

And it made her giggle.

"You guys should go spend time with each other since you guys are gonna only have each other for a while."

He then pecked my forehead and Jasmine said, "b-bye mama."

I tried my hardest not to cry, "Goodbye Jasmine."

Thomas' P.O.V

"Hey little one."

She giggles and says, "D-Da-Da Da. Dada."

"Yes I'm Dada, We're gonna have so much fun together!"

Then I get to thinking, She's very small. So the safest thing to do with her is gardening. I like gardening and she might like it to..

So I take her home and let her out of the burrito like blanket wrap she was in and set her on the carpet she giggled, she was cute especially since she had my hair.

I sit down with her and watch her explore at the same time following her on my hands and knees. I then picked her up and had to change her and give her a shirt from the bag James gave to me filled with her stuff.

She was cute with her butterfly T-shirt everything about her was adorable, I took a picture of her and made it my wallpaper on my phone.

After that we go out and garden I held her and walked with her through the garden since I had a really big one at that. She looked around in amazement and smiled then eventually fell asleep.

As I went in the house with her I got a call from the hospital and all I could remember was how quickly my mood changed and my heart drop I then put my daughter in her carrier and take her with me to the hospital and into his room.

"James..."

He opened his eyes weakly

"Thomas...Where's--"

"She's right here, I promised you I would take good care of her." I showed him our sleeping child in her carrier and James starts crying.

"I'm gonna miss my baby."

"I'm gonna miss you to."

"Not you, idiot, Jasmine..."

"Oh I'm sorry um...."

"Yes I will miss you to Thomas."

I shed a tear and kiss James and he kisses back. We're both surprised by this sudden action.

"Please don't go.."

"I have to.."

"James..."

"Bye Thomas.." he says with a weekend voice then he doesn't wake up and his hands grow cold.

I shook and cried. Then I called the doctors and left the room I just couldn't handle this now I was really on my own with Jasmine.

I take her home and in my room is another room that's where I sat up her crib and her things and made a cute happy bedroom.

The only way you could get to her room was to go through mine to make it clear. When she woke up I picked her up out of the crib and I had to tell her.

"Jasmine..."

"Where's Mommy?"

"Jasmine, Mommy, wasn't feeling well and he had to go.."

She then cried, "Mommy." I rub her back, "I know I know it's hard and I miss him too.."

She stayed silent, "But we can have fun together to cheer ourselves up." I said kinda doubtingly.

I then kissed her cheek, "It's just you and me now, but your Mother is always watching over you."

"I miss Mommy.."

"I know...you want ice cream?"

She nodded so I put her in her high chair and gave her a small bowl she might've made a mess with it but I didn't care she was cute and still the only part of James I had left...

A few months later we had a funeral and decided to cremate him and put one half of them into a big beautiful blue vase and we turned the rest into a diamond then put it into a necklace for Jasmine but for when she gets older.

I put the pot in my room and every once in a while I will caress it and say Hi to James. I felt that he could hear me so I did it often.

Sometimes I can still feel his warm touch when I was sleeping

I just couldn't understand

Why did we break up?

That question still haunts me to this day..