"I'm just having a really tough time right now".

"Baby it's only been three days since-....

"Don't say it". I whispered. "Please don't say it". I was trying my hardest not to cry. The lump was already forming in my throat, the tears filling in my eyes. I know I had a miscarriage; I know I was no longer pregnant, but I wasn't ready to hear those words yet. "Okay, okay". Bringing my hands to his mouth he pressed his lips against my fingers. "Whatever you need, whatever you want just let me know".

I showered and changed into something other than pjs. I cried my heart out, broke down but surprisingly felt better. So much so I wanted to go for breakfast with my friends.

I couldn't keep myself locked away in my room. What good would that do? Isolating myself wasn't going to make anything better. Deep down I knew bottling everything up wasn't the way to deal with this.

lip gloss to my lips and sprayed a little perfume over my neck. It wasn't a crime to want to look good or make myself feel better. I slipped my arms into my leather jacket and grabbed my black

want to go for

want me to drive

"I can catch a ride

you up and we can drive to the

right now. Enjoying the peace and quiet. Enjoying spending time together but right

It left me alone with my thoughts

to happen. Or spending time just us was exactly what I needed. Time

having these arguments with myself. Instead of thinking

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