Melissa’s POV
I was sobbing against Taylor’s chest. Johnny had Tyler with him upstairs watching Barney and friends.
“How could this have happened?” I sobbed.
“I am so sorry, Mel.” She whispered.
“My baby is dead.” I sobbed.
“You need to tell the boys.” Taylor said stroking my hair.
“My baby…..my baby.” I cried rubbing my stomach.
“I am so sorry, Mel. It’s going to be okay.” Taylor said.
I heard my phone ring and I picked it up and it was Harry.
I pressed the ignore button. “I can’t tell him yet. I can’t!”
“Shh, Mel, shh, it’s going to get better I promise.” Taylor said.
After another 45 minute of sobbing I left her house with goodbyes and got a cab home. I walked inside seeing everyone asleep. Louis was cuddling with my stuffed pig on the couch. I forgot I still had that thing.
I went into the kitchen and poured a glass of vodka. I took a big gulp and did a small gag. I’m 2 years underage but I don’t give a damn. I brought the bottle into the basement with me and started drinking straight from the bottle. I sat on the basement couch and started just singing to myself.
I’m bulletproof
Nothing to lose
Fire away, Fire away
Ricochet you take your aim
Fire away, Fire away
You shoot me down
But I won’t fall
I am titanium
I took another gulp and gagged. 20 minutes later, a completely empty vodka bottle and a very drunk me. I slowly got up and everything was blurry and spinning around. I made my way outside and into the backyard sitting on my little gardening bench. I looked up to the heavens.
“You just love messing around with my life. I’m like a puppet! First, mother killed in crash, then boyfriend/fiancé killed in crash, then my father killed in crash, then I get married to the best man in the world, I get pregnant, and now you give me a freaking miscarriage! What have I done to deserve this?” I yelled.
