chapter seven

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"trade your broken wings for mine"
- Beyoncé

"trade your broken wings for mine" - Beyoncé

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Ariana

"How did that make you feel when you found out he might've gotten someone else pregnant?" My therapist asked me, I sighed and looked down in my lap while playing with the finger on my ring finger.

"I was heartbroken and angry because I wanted to be the only female to carry his child... it's like I had to share my man with someone who didn't deserve to carry his child. She had sex with someone who was like a brother to Dave so that made me question the paternity of the baby but yeah I was mostly heartbroken" I said and she nodded while taking a few notes, I decided to try therapy and Tricia recommended this therapist to me. Tricia said she has things she's been through and that once she let everything out she felt like a weight was lifted off of her shoulders.

"Okay you said you lost a baby? How did that make you feel?" She asked and I sighed before sitting up and tucking my hair behind my ear.

"I was honestly upset but at the same time I was okay with it because I felt like Dave wanted a reason to keep me around even though he treats my son like his... I feel like if I didn't miscarry and I did have the baby he would've took every chance to come see and make me forget that the other girl could've been carrying his baby" I said and she nodded while smiling a little.

"With all the things that you've been through what really keeps you going?" She asked and I cleared my throat before speaking.

"My son and my sisters kept me going before I reunited with Dave, met his twin cousins and gave birth to my babygirl. I used to think I didn't have a purpose on this earth... I still think that... but every time I look into my babies eyes I know for a fact God has me here for a reason. I've been through it all and God still kept me on this earth. When I was taken with my best friend, all I thought about for the first few months was 'damn Dave isn't coming for me? did he move on? are my daughter and son going to be calling some other female mommy?' and I was like if I die then I hope Dave finds someone who's like me minus the trauma... I wouldn't wish what I've been through on my worse enemy, shit still gives me nightmares and I still look over my shoulder every now and then. I just wanna make it to see my babies enter their teen years and to see my twins be successful" I said while wiping a tear that fell from my eyes, the therapist had tears in her eyes as well as she passed me a box of tissues, I took a few out and placed them in my lap.

"Wow you're the first client that's made me cry, you are so strong Ariana and I admire that about you, can I ask you one more question?" She asked while wiping the tears from her eyes and laughing a little. I smiled while nodding and laughing a little as well.

"Do you love Dave? or are you with him because you're scared to be alone?" She asked and I sat back and bit my lip while playing with my fingers once again.

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