Chapter 7~ Broken Shards

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"I've been worried lately, Myre hasn't been coming back to therapy." I said to Jason. "I haven't been able to get in touch with her lately either." He responded while climbing into bed. My mind drifted off as he wrapped his arms around me and planted a kiss on my cheek. "Do you think something happened to her?" He sat up. "Myra don't think like that, I'm sure she's okay.

Maybe she's trying to make it on her own a bit." "Or she's dead or hurt." I interrupted. He let out a heavy sigh. "Hey, come here. Look at me. I can understand that you're worried, trust me, I'm worried too, but sitting here overthinking about what could be and what if, isn't going to make anything better." I looked down. "I guess you're right." He nodded and kissed my forehead. Therapy has been really good for me lately, I've never felt better. I've cut back completely on using, Jason found me a job, so now I'm working and making money again.

Only thing that's still deeply bothering me is that my daughter has yet to come home or even reach out. She hasn't even showed up to therapy, so Jay and I are not the only ones worrying about her. I just hope she's okay, I really do.

Today was the day I'm being discharged from therapy and rehab. I've passed every drug test I've taken and have shown some real improvement on not giving in, yet alone, having any urges to use. Even my skin has cleared up! I was making my way down to the building to get my discharge papers and my award for completing therapy. This was a huge milestone for me, I felt extremely proud of myself.

I ran home in a frenzy to tell Jason the good news. He was feeding Autumn when I came in. "Why the huge smile?" He asked. I laughed as I planted a kiss on his head, showing him the papers. He looked up at me and gave me a big smile. "I'm so proud of you baby!" I melted. It feels good to hear that. A couple more days passed, still no word from Myre, my worrying has increased by 80%.

I was staring out the window at the rain and closed my eyes. Ka'myre I hope you're okay. Please come home. A tear escaped my eye. I felt hands wrapping around me and a head on my shoulder.

"I miss her too. She'll be back, I'm sure of it." I rested my head against his. "I hope so." He held me tightly, more tears slipped out. The warmth of his body just brings me a sense of comfort and safety. "Are you coming to bed?" He asked after a moment of silence.

I nodded. I couldn't sleep, the sound of the rain tapping against the window wasn't helping me sleep either. I was worried about my daughter. I could hear Autumn soft cries from her room. I quietly got out of bed, making sure I do not wake Jay, and went into Autumn's room. I picked her up and held her.

She has all of Jay's features, a perfect little being. I sat down in the rocking chair next to the crib and played with her until she went back to sleep.

It was morning now, Jay and Autumn was still asleep. I made myself some coffee and sat downstairs. I didn't sleep all night. I turned on the TV to take my mind off things. I decided to watch the news, there's nothing interesting on other channels. "We have breaking news: A woman, by the name of Myre Sullivan, was found dead in an ally way.

The cause of death is yet to be determined. Detectives say her death was-" I turned the TV off. My heart took an entire stop. My coffee was on the floor. This could not be happening. Tears escaped my eyes, I wanted to just break off into a pillar of salt. I didn't eat all day, still couldn't sleep, I couldn't even speak. Jason bought me some tea, I shook my head.

He sat down in front of me and took my hands into his. "What's going on? You're quieter than usual." I looked away and shook my head. "Nothing." I whispered.

He scooted closer. "Zy'Myra, look at me." I was fighting back the tears, then I turned to look at him. "What's going on?" I got lost in his eyes, soon, it all came out. I started crying. He pulled me into a tight hug, I bawled on his shoulder. I cried for a couple of minutes, once I got myself together, I sat up and looked at him.

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