Arabella's pov:
I often wonder how the earth came to be, why we as humans were chosen to live the lives we live. Were we created with purpose or was everything just random? were we destined to find the people we fall in love with or was it all a cruel twist of fate?
i let out a big huff. Rolling onto my side and adjusting my pillow for what felt like the 900th time. it was 7:48 am and i hadn't been able to sleep all night. The room was dark, besides the small bits of light that peaked through the top of the curtains. I had so much on my mind, so many things i had to do, and so many things i wanted so badly to remember, but couldn't.
I was released from the hospital about 2 weeks ago, and brought to a house that i had no recollection of. Somewhere that was supposed to be "home" just felt empty, no signs i was ever here at all. Harry had so graciously given me space, allowing me to be alone and process all my emotions, besides the occasional check ins. It was hard, looking at him and seeing the love he had for me in his eyes, and knowing at this moment, i can't love him back, because right now, he's a stranger to me.
I sighed softly, rubbing the tears from my eyes, God i was so tired of crying, and slowly lifted myself from the bed, reaching slightly to turn on a lamp that rested on the bedside table. I walked over to the bathroom, flipping on the light and looking at my self in the mirror. I looked pale, bags under my eyes from a restless night. I pushed my hair out of my face, i turned on the shower, and reached to grab a towel from the cabinet.
I stepped into the shower, letting the warm water cascade down my body, i quickly shampooed and conditioned my hair, grabbing a bar of soap to wash my body. I looked down and saw my bump, and instantly felt tears brimming in my eyes, again. How am i supposed to raise a baby with a man i don't even know, how am i supposed to live in this house, how am i supposed to even exist when i don't even remember who i am. I mean, i know i'm arabella, but who am i.
I slid down the wall of the shower, brining my face to my knees, and just sobbed. There was so much hurt in my heart, and i can't even remember why. Everyone was just expecting me to be okay with this, coming home with a man i barley know, assuming i would just wake up one day with my memories back.
part of me wished i never even lived.
As i sat on the shower floor, i heard a faint knock on the door.
"Ara?" a raspy voice called out softly. His voice, it rang with heartache, like it longed for something that was no longer there when he spoke my name.
I let out a soft breath and cleared my throat, wiping the tears from my eyes.
"yes?" i responded, running my hand up and down my leg in a nervous habit.
I heard the door click, creaking as it opened, foot steps following. "You okay? you've been in there a while." I saw the silhouette of his tall frame standing outside the curtain.
Was i okay? The infamous question everyone was asking me, I always responded with a polite "I'm okay!" But truthfully, i wasn't. I put in a brave face, for everyone. Praying no one saw past it, i dealt with the pain in private but the truth is as soon as i left this bathroom i was gonna put on a mask of a happy girl, who was just thankful i lived through being shot.
I opened my mouth to respond with my usual "I'm okay" response, but nothing but a faint "No" echoed in the shower walls. It was silent, the only sound being the water hitting my body. Tears rolled down my checks as i held my body tight, trying to keep my sobs muffled. I heard the sound of feet shuffling, seeing his silhouette move closer to the curtain, and slowly slide down the was beside the shower. I looked over to see his hand sticking in from outside the curtain.
"Take my hand, Arabella." He spoke, in a tender manner. I debated in mind for a moment before reaching out and grabbing his hand.
"We'll be alright, baby"
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Hi!! y'all i'm so sorry i haven't updated in forever. i know this chapter is extremely short, but i just wanted to do a quick update. i honestly just didn't know where to take this book, but i've done some thinking and i think i found the perfect way to continue the book without it being repetitive! i'm gonna try to update more often i promise! thank you for being so supportive 🫶🏻
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Фанфик"It was your love that got us into this mess." She said, running her hands over my shoulders. "Well,baby, it'll be your love that gets us out of it." I said quietly. (Sequel to excessive, read that story first!!! Also read the available chapters O...
