Going Through Alot

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This is one of my more sad stories, This is a Danona one though!  And no idea if this is a trigger warning but there is a HUGE plot twist and as a kid I was bad with suspense. But hopefully you enjoy!

David and Winona had both lost their baby girl over cancer and it was heartbreaking to them both. They each needed some time away from each other so they had no other choice but to separate. If David knew how much this hurt her, It hurt him too, very badly, but Winona never was one to take this stuff lightly. 

Dear Diary, Winona began to write.

It has been almost a month since David left. At this point I really just need a friend, I have no one, even though we aren't together anymore he is the only one I can trust. I have been contemplating calling him for at least 2 days now and I haven't gotten any sleep since then. What if he had moved on? I doubt he would even answer. I guess that if he doesn't answer it can't do much harm, so I guess I will try. 
                                                                                    Sincerely, Winona
She had decided after writing that diary entry that she would call David. Her place was a mess and she had anti-depressants everywhere. But she did not expect him to come over so she didn't bother cleaning it.. Soon the phone began to ring. 
"Hello?" David mumbled clearly agitated. Winona looked at the clock to see it was 2AM.
"H-Hi David.. I didn't realize the time.. I- I just needed a friend to talk to.. A friend to-"
"Understand. Yeah I get it Winona." 
"T-This s-seems like a b-bad time I should call another t-time.." as she was about to hang up, David noticed how shaky her voice was and the fact that he was one of the reasons broke his heart.
"No. Noni it isn't a bad time.. I'm so sorry for seeming like an asshole I am just confused.. You know. But we can talk now it's okay.. If you still want to."
Now that he said that it seemed that her voice was less shaky and she regained her confidence.
"T-thank you, David.."
"Oh.. my.. god.." David said looking at the phone realizing something. They weren't just on a normal phonecall. They were each on facetime not knowing it as they weren't looking at their phone. Winona had something.. Odd in her background.. It was a ton of beer bottles and pills mixed with pill bottles on a table. David wouldn't have guessed she would take a turn like this. 
"W-what? Is something wrong?" 
"Winona I-.. I'm coming over." 
"O-Okay.." 
She was still too hurt and fatigued to bother to clean this mess. So she figured she would just wait there. But she waited there for hours, and David never came leading her to have one of the worst panic attacks of her life. What did I do.. why did he say oh my god!? Why did he never come!? Am I that fucking bad?!  she thought to herself. I- I need this pain to go away.
She started her newest diary entry shakily.
Dear Diary
I have decided that, with all of this pain I can't take this anymore. I never open my feelings up to anyone besides David and I feel like I can't do that anymore. David, If you are reading this, which I doubt you will.. I just want you to know that I forgive you and I totally understand. It wasn't your fault that this happened. Sometimes, I wish that I could make a time machine and fix all of my shitty mistakes. Maybe I wasn't meant to be a mom, or a wife, or even a girlfriend. Maybe I wasn't meant to even be here on Earth. I figure with everything happening, the world is just giving me hints that maybe I should just leave. So I am. If you are reading this I am so sorry I probably messed up something in your life as I can't do anything right. 
                                                                                                                                                 Love, Winona
She ripped out the note and made sure to leave it on her counter as she looked for David's old pocket knife he gave her. It was meant for her to carry around especially when she was pregnant. "Welp.. This is it.." Winona said holding up her shirt ready to cut a slit.. she was relived and scared at the same time. She didn't really want to die, she just wanted all her pain to go away. Before she could, she was taken back to reality when there was a knock from her door and a person yelling saying, 
"WINONA! IT'S DAVID! LET ME IN PLEASE!" 
She didn't want him seeing her this way but she had to see him.. She let her tears fall hiding the knife as she let him in. 
"H-Hi David.." 
"Oh my god Winona I am so so sorry I am late.. There was a huge line in the store and to top it off I ran out of gas. I got you some things."
"You got me something? And I-It's okay."
"No, I got you somethings silly. How are you feeling?" 
"I- I am good."
"Winona, be honest with me. Believe me I am not okay either, And it's okay. It's okay to not be okay sometimes."
"I-.. I feel hurt, broken. I feel like I'm drowning.. In guilt.. sorrow.. I feel like I am drowning in the most guilty waters of pain." 
David knew that a lot of it was his fault and he had to make it up to her. He bought her a new blanket, her favorite foods, and a movie they could watch together. He put his items on the counter seeing the note Winona wrote. 
"What's this?" he said
"No! No don't read that.. Fuck.."  It was too late he already started. To be honest, she did want him to read it.. she wanted him to know her pain. She wanted him to bring her into his arms. She needed him to bring her into his arms.
"Y-You w-wrote this?" 
She couldn't say anything. She wanted to but her voice was stuck so all she was left with was a nod. The moment he saw her lip start to quiver he pulled her in for a hug.
"Winona I-I am so sorry for this.. Promise me you won't do this.. p-please.. promise me you'll call when you need something.. please N-Noni."
"I-I promise." 
"Thank you. I uh.. I bought you your favorite, Ramen noodles.. and a movie.. and a blanket incase you are cold.." he said giving a warm smile. 
"You didn't have to. Thank you."
"I love you" Noni said under her breath hoping David would not hear, but he did.
"I-.." he hesitated! he hesitated.. does it mean he doesn't love me? Does he pity me?
Before her anxiety crept back up to her, he brought her into a kiss. This kiss was full of passion. 
"I love you too." 


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