The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

As soon as I entered Mary, the tears I tried to desperately hold comes flowing out like a river.
I’m a hiccuping mess in a matter of a few seconds.

I sobbed, gripping the steering wheel and throwing my head on the horn.

It blares by accident but I don’t care.

I hate him.

I hate him for doing this to me.

Why does he always have to hurt me? I’m not sure how long I’ve been crying, all I know is that my throat is dry and throbbing by the time I’m done.

And having his essence still inside me was making this all the more worst.

It’s reminding me every second of him and what we did up there in his office.

It’s reminding me of what happened after.

Suddenly there’s a knock on the glass window and I stop crying altogether and freeze.

Was it Aiden? My heart slams against my chest as I lift my head and quickly wiped under my nose as I looked at who knocked on my glass.

I’m relieved yet disappointed that it wasn’t him, but an unfamiliar lady.

I rolled down the window which made a tiny screeching sound.

I cringed inwardly, already knowing how horrible I look right now.

“Yes?” I asked politely even though I wanted to drive away and not look back because of how embarrassed I was about how | currently look.

She smiled just as politely.

I’m sorry to disturb but I couldn’t help but notice that you were upset.

I just wanted to check up and see if you were okay?”
How sweet of her.

I nod and with a gentle smile, I respond.

“Yes, I am.” I lied smoothly.

“I’m okay, don’t worry.” God, I don’t know when I’ll ever be okay.

The woman nods but doesn’t look like she believed me.

“Okay.

If it helps, everything gets better after a while.” With a smile, the woman leaves and I watch her walk into the SUV parked beside my old car and drive away.

I can’t help but think about her parting words.

I didn’t think things would get better.

It was clear Aiden was still the same guy from high school.

And no matter how much my heart still craves for him, I knew that we would never happen.

Aiden didn’t know how to love, he only knew how to hurt
And I refuse to let him hurt our son.

I started Mary, thanking her that today she worked better than yesterday.

Harrington.co one last

I liked to

running away meant protecting my

keys on the counter, kicked off my heels, and started

to call Bernard to tell him what was

he’d understand and I

deserved better than

saying anything to

he did

I clearly

look like the

just call him later on, or

day

to tell him everything that happened without looking like the bad guy? I really didn’t want him to see me as

to tell Aiden or he would tell

cold as the thought rang

hate me even more if he

deny ever being with

Or he’d want custody.

bathroom and I barely made it

the seat while

he fight me for custody? Because it was clear he

swirled

it wouldn’t be such a good idea to tell Bernard about Aiden being

walked to the sink and looked

like a terrible

like it

cupped my hand

mouth, I kicked the edge of the door

Ria’s stash of plan b packets she always

missing, right? I sighed, closed the faucet, and peeled off every layer

after all,

exactly what to do

myself to him yet again and allowing him to mark me by

disappointed that

daycare seeing as Mary was giving a bit of trouble on the way here and I wasn’t really

was a mess,

under the warm sprinkle of water did

looked miserable and felt

agreed to pick up Ash, I set my phone down and walked

me for this but I really did need that ice cream tub more than her at

pulled the ice cream tub out of the freezer and fetched a

drown my sadness and frustration in cookies and

when I was more than halfway through the tub and only

at the door and I pinched the bridge

at Noel to leave

getting it that I didn’t want to

Xavier, Mr.

is here “Enter,” I said, cutting

swings open and Bernard steps into

and when her footfalls fade

my legs kicked up on the desk, my ankles crossed, and a pen clicking beside

the only thing that was keeping my mind off of

Well, a little bit.