Tired

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JJ is leaning slightly over the sink in the morning.
"What's wrong?"
I question as I use the toilet.
"Nothing baby"
She turns around and smiles lightly at me
"I know something's up baby so just spit it out"
"I just didn't sleep great baby, I'm okay I promise"
I stare into her eyes
I shrug and I flush the toilet.
I take a quick shower and we go for a walk as I'm eight months today.
I eat a cupcake in a cafe and she watches me drink my decaf coffee.
I place a hand on my bump.
She smiles as she watches me.
I smile lightly back at her.
We go home and I start to cry.
"I- I'm scared"
"What are you scared of baby?"
"I- I'm scared of having the babies and I feel like Sloane,Lux and Grayson have just been pushes aside"
"You'll be okay and they haven't been pushed aside baby"
"No! I'm worried that the kids will turn out like younger me!"
"They- they won't baby"
"How do you know?!"
"I just know baby. Everything's gonna be okay"
She smiles at me as I sob into her chest.
She rubs my back.
"Why don't we go to bed honey?"
"It's- it's only 3pm"
"Yeah baby but you seem tired"
I nod and I walk up the stairs.
I let her get me changed because of my stitches
I lie down after using the bathroom and I yawn.
She pats my bump and kisses it before falling asleep.
I stay awake while staring at the ceiling.
I don't sleep at all.
I just play out what Lane did to me in my head for hours.

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