Who can I run to? <EDITED>

Chapter 13

RYAN POV (ONE YEAR LATER)

Burping my baby boy, and listening to Diahanna talk. She's been talking non stop about how Jorden doesn't like her. I can't lie, he doesn't. Megan keeps her around to make herself feel good since Normani. And it's kinda putting a strain on their marriage, and we're all noticing it.

So while Belcalis talks to Megan and Kiari talks to Jorden. I'm at home with our beautiful babies, but am stuck with Diahanna. And this sucks..

"So what you think?"
"Hm"

"What do you think I should do. They're always fighting. Jorden hates me, and Megan is constantly drinking so it's like she's oblivious to it."

"Umm I honestly can't tell you what you should and should not do. It's your life, and only you can say what should happen."

"But come on help me out! What the hell should I do!" She says yelling and waking Kiari Jr.

"Bitch don't be screaming in my house" I say in a low menacing voice trying not to startling KJ even more

BELCALIS POV

I took Meg to this seafood joint I've been dying to try, so we could buss down on some shrimp, mussels and stuff.

"Megan.. I'm really worried about you"

"Tuh, Bel I'm good. You have nothing to worry about!" She says while taking a big gulp of her drink

"You've been drinking a lot lately. And I know that's cause you and Jorden been arguing"

"Ugh. He wants to get rid of Diahanna."

"Is that such a bad thing. Like you don't care for her. You're honestly just using her for the company..... I think you should just let her go. Why hold on to her?"

"Because I don't have Normani!! As much as I want to say I moved on but I haven't. I haven't felt good since Diahanna said how she seen her. All broken down and beaten. I can't help but blame myself " she says breaking down

"Meg hun, don't blame yourself. You know what, everything is going to be okay. All we can do is pray and hope that Normani is fine"

NORMANI POV
Pain, that's the only thing I feel. Pain.

I'm on the floor in the bathroom wiping it of my baby's blood. Another miscarriage... making it number 4.

Everytime I'm pregnant Ty beats me and accuses me of cheating. And today happens to be one of those days... and all I can do is cry and clean this blood up. Through my tears. If I could welcome death I would gladly take it. I honestly can't take it anymore.

My ankle is still messed up and it's been a year and I still can't shake my limp off. I don't work at the diner anymore. I haven't even put my degree to use either. Because Ty didn't like how concern my co workers were for me at the diner. And he doesn't want me to go for my dream job at the aquarium as a marine biologist, because he says I'm going to meet someone there and leave him.

So I spend my days working in a supermarket as a cashier. Mind you it's the same supermarket I ran into Ryan in. While he does nothing, but smoke, drink and obviously beat me.

"Yo ass ain't done cleaning yet" Ty says leaning on the bathroom door
"No" I mumble

"Well make me something to eat, then you go back to cleaning this shit up"

I'm so done with him. I'm done with this life...

THE NEXT DAY

Work is moving slow. Barely any customers which is good. Cause I don't want anyone to see my busted lip, or the cast on my wrist.