Naomi Hargreeves is a well known ballerina was married to an abusive husband with a 6 year old daughter and 19 weeks with her second child, but before she was known for her dancing skills she was known as Number 8, Number 2's love interest and the...
I wake up to hear a camera and I open my eyes to see Grace holding a polaroid camera that Diego got me. I stuck my tongue out at her, she only giggled and ran out of the room, I quickly and quietly slipped out from Diego's arms and I chased Grace into my room where I snatched the camera and the photo from her hands, then I unleashed the tickle monster until when's begging for mercy. I let her get dressed and then told her to go to the kitchen to see what mom was cooking. I then dressed in a casual outfit and before I could head down the stairs Allison approached me.
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"There's something you have to see."
We walked over to where mom with her wrist cut open, exposing her wires. I gasped and covered my mouth with my hands as I felt the tears swelling in my eyes.
"Mom," I whispered, I felt my chest start to close up and I had to leave before it got any worse. I walked up to my calming place which was the attic and I sat down against a couple of boxes and I took a shakey breath and reminded myself,"Inhala, Exhala."
My minor panic attack transitioned into me breaking into sobs, I felt my heart breaking the more I replayed that image in my brain, I ended up curling into a tiny ball and sobbing my heart out not caring who heard me cry. Soon, I ran out of tears and all I could do was stare numbly into the corner wall. I heard footsteps coming up to the attic and I saw Diego's boots and I heard him curse and crouch next to me," Naomi hey please don't tell me you did something reckless?"
"She's gone," I whispered in a hoarse voice,"She's actually gone Dee."
I looked up at him with my eyes all puffy and red,"Oh Naomi,"I felt Diego cradle my head in his lap while he stroked my face,"It's going to be okay."
"I'm sorry Dee."
I raised myself from his head and I composed myself before I spoke again," I shouldn't have let my anger out on you especially after the whole Klaus incident, I shouldn't have gotten angry with you when you wanted to be alone I did the same the same thing. I'm sorry for being a drag especially after Ben-"
I shut the door angrily with tears streaming down my face I had ran into Klaus leaving my dance studio he had already wasted the two thousand dollars I gave him four days ago and we got in an argument I couldn't keep giving him money that he spent effortlessly. The first two time I was okay with but now it was the fifth time and I couldn't keep giving him money so I gave him a good amount. But now he wanted more money than what I gave him and words were thrown in the end I was hurt after he yelled at me that I didn't care for him and that it was my fault that Ben was dead, and he ended up with no money and a broken nose that I gave him after he yelled at me. Diego popped his head out of the kitchen door and saw my expression and walked over to me but I just pushed him away and went to the extra guest room and that became my daily routine after being at my studio. But I moved past it five months later and Diego was now pushing me away we never went on dates anymore or spent any time together, and the relationship ended with him walking out and a broken photograph and a broken person on the floor.