Finding Her

Breakdown

The room is dimly lit, with soft sunlight streaming through the curtains.
It's early morning and I've just woken up from a terrible nightmare.
I pace back and forth, my face etched with exhaustion and pain.
"You're pregnant with his babies! What a whore!"
The voice tells me.
"No?! They're not his babies? There aren't even any babies!"
"Why are you taking the vitamins then huh?!"
"Stop it! Stop!"
I sob as tear stains mark my cheeks, and my hands tremble uncontrollably.
A sense of anguish fills the air.
Jane wakes up.
"Baby what's wrong?"
She sits up and attempts to speak.
I cut her off
"I can't... I can't forget. The pain... it's all still there, haunting me."
I collapse onto the bed, burying my face in her hands. My body convulses with sobs, the weight of my trauma too heavy to bear alone.
I'm sobbing uncontrollably
"Why did it have to happen to me? I was just... I was just walking home."
Images flash across my mind, a montage of harrowing moments that have scarred my soul.
Jane takes me into her arms as I clutch my chest, gasping for air, as if the memories are suffocating her.
"Breathe for me baby. That's it focus on your breathing"
"Make it stop! Make it all go away"
I'm desperate and pleading
"Sh sh I'm here"
"Honey, you don't have to face this alone. I'm here for you, every step of the way."
I look up to her with tears streaming down my face.
I whisper to her
"Thank you, Janey. Your support means more to me than you'll ever know."
She rubs my back as I continue to sob.
"Can- can I go back to sleep please?"
I cry as I hold my bump.
"Sure honey. You don't need to ask permission from me baby"
I nod as I shuffle back into the covers
I pull them up over Jane and I.
I snuggle into Jane and we fall asleep pretty quickly.