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

was right, I

running away meant protecting my son,

fling the keys on the counter, kicked off

call Bernard to tell him

he’d understand and I didn’t

deserved better than what I

saying anything to

since he did go out of

job I clearly

to look like the mess I was after

just call him later

day

without looking like the bad guy? I really

me to tell

felt cold as the thought rang through

hate me even

Ash, deny

Or he’d want custody.

the bathroom and I barely made it to the toilet

clutching the seat while throwing up and

Aiden ever finds out about Ash, would he fight me for custody? Because it was clear he didn’t want me in

fear swirled in

such a good idea to tell

the toilet and walked to the sink and looked at my

like

felt like it

and cupped my hand under the

I kicked the edge of

long shower and probably need to go through Ria’s stash of plan b packets she

notice one missing, right? I sighed, closed the faucet, and peeled off every layer of clothes I

a trap after all,

pretended to forget me and then knew exactly what

myself by giving myself to him yet again and

head at my reflection, disappointed that I so easily played right

bit of trouble on the way

a mess, both

warm sprinkle of water

looked miserable

who agreed to pick up

really did need that ice cream

pulled the ice cream tub out of the

I drown my sadness and frustration in cookies and

fell asleep when I was more than halfway through the tub and only woke up when

at the door and I pinched the bridge

at Noel

not getting it that I didn’t want to speak to anyone right

Xavier, Mr.

here “Enter,” I said, cutting her

open and Bernard

behind him and when her footfalls fade he approached

the desk, my ankles

was the only thing that was keeping

Well, a little bit.