Lucky Me

Heaven Only Knows

Lucy's POV

I sat in my bed, under the covers, with my comforter right up to chin. I felt nauseous. Crushed. Alone. Yet I wasn't alone, was I? I looked down to my stomach and naturally smoothed my hand over my skin. Was there even anything really in there yet? I mean, I knew I was pregnant, but like it would be soo small-tiny- right now. Is it just a ball of cells? Does it have gills? A head even? Does it really matter? My eyes stung with fresh tears. Of course it fucking matters. It was because of it that I was alone right now. Miserable, like almost my whole entire world was ending. And I was left stranded, un-needed in a world that continued on without me. All because of a guy. I scoffed in spite of myself. When had I become the type of woman that fell to pieces because of a guy? Comic Con. In the chaos that was that weekend. I knew then that nothing would be the same. Yet I didn't really know how. Fast forward and now here I was, alone but in the worst way. With something inside of me that could have potentially made our life a million times more magical. Instead it ripped us apart. And I was left wondering what the hell I was going to do with it. With myself. I was exhausted. I yawned as my heavy lids blinked slowly closed. The carnage of what was this night weighing heavy on my heart and mind. Yet I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep. Not until my body was over run with exhaustion.

Tap

My heart leapt into my mouth at the sudden noise, breaking the silence in the bedroom.

Tap

I frowned, looking across at me window. Was it coming from there? I frowned, slowly and reluctantly climbing out from under my covers, leaving my warm cocoon to investigate.

My drapes were still open, and I looked down to the sidewalk. "Seb?" I frowned, seeing a dark shape move under the street light as another tiny pebble hit the window. Instinctively I flinched as if it were going to hit me, and his face shone a bright smile up at me. His hand reached up in a small wave and I found myself smiling a little back at him before moving to the door.

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"What are you doing here? You should be with Charlie" I said, greeting him. He shook his head as he stepped closer. "I um, she thinks I should be here too" he said, giving me a sad smile. "We saw Mikey come in and he said you left" he looked to the floor before glancing up in my direction. "Yeah, not exactly in the partying mood" I huffed out a laugh. "wanted to see if you were alright" He said, probably knowing how stupid that sounded. But I shrugged. "I feel as good as I look right now" I sighed, but Sebastian smiled. "actually, despite everything you look like you're glowing" I snorted at his reply and he shook his head. "I swear" he said holding his hands up. I sent him a slight smile and he thrust his hands into his pockets. "you need anything?" he raised his brows. "a hug? Some company? make me a sandwich?" he asked, and I actually let out a laugh. "come on" I grinned, stepping back to hold the door open for him to enter my house.

"what kinda sandwich?" I asked, leaning down into my fridge. "Ham and Cheese" he replied, waiting on me to turn my head to glare at him over my shoulder- and I didn't disappoint. "Sorry I couldn't resist. Charlie told me the other day that you can't handle being around Ham" he smirked. "or even hear the word" he giggled. Actually giggled. "Screw you Stan" I smirked back at him, as his infectious giggling me set me off too. "ugh, my head" I rubbed it as I ceased laughing. "can you take anything for it?" he asked, the sound of the kitchen stool scraping along the tiled floor making the pounding worse. "yeah, there's some advil in the cupboard above the microwave" I nodded in the direction. "thanks" I added as I turned back to grab the cheese out of the fridge. "Plain cheese will have to do" I said to him as I threw the packet onto the counter. "you're an Angel" he grinned. "Literally an Angel" He laughed, noting that I was still dressed in my Halloween costume. "God Damn you Sebastian Stan." I grinned.