xxvi. enchanted

664 38 5
                                    















________________________________________

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.


________________________________________

________________________________________

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.


BITTERSWEET
:: xxvi. | enchanted



She was stumped, at a loss of words, confused. Two weeks had gone by and she didn't even tell Will yet, she was pregnant. She's been trying to hide any tell for as long as possible.

When she went out with the girls last night, she was having a good time by dancing and acting getting drunk by in all reality, Vanessa was in the back of her mind. At first she wasn't going to say anything but now, all she wants is to talk to her — about everything. It was eating her up alive. Keeping the baby a secret, her true feelings, and she didn't know what she was going to do about Will.

Which is why she started breaking down in the women's bathroom at work. She didn't know what to do. She hated herself for having feelings for someone else when in a relationship and now she's pregnant. She hated herself because she knew this all could've been avoided if she came clean to Vanessa before meeting will. She wish she didn't know, then maybe she wouldn't be in the bathroom crying right now.

However, she also knew she had to get it out. The anger, the confusion, the sadness and she knew where to go. The source of her pain.

Vanessa.


• • •

The agent sat in her car, staring at the brown door. She immediately went over without a second thought and no, she wasn't nervous. She just didn't know where to start. So she sat for a few minutes longer before getting out and ringing the doorbell. Jj waited impatiently, her fingers tapping rhythmically against her thighs until the door swung open.

Vanessa was caught off guard but let her in anyway. She followed jj to the living room who sat on the couch. Jj's head was in her hands.

√ | bittersweet, 𝐣𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐣𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐮 ¹Where stories live. Discover now