𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍ⁿᵒᵗᵗⁱ ᵒˢᵃᵐᵃ

✰𝟏𝟓

•𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘•
𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝟑, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑
𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐌, 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐊

Lucky stared at herself in the mirror, she could feel the energy in her body has changed since the miscarriage. She was ignoring any and everyone at the moment, she didn't want to talk, be bothered. She hated the fact she was born a sick baby, it was even more hard because she inherited from her mom, now that her mom was gone she didn't have anyone to asked the right questions to.

She walked out the bathroom, couldn't stand to look at herself at the moment knowing she was going to break out in tears.

She crawled back into the the bed trying to put herself to sleep purposely just so she wouldn't have to worried about anything.

Notti finished Lucky homework for while she caught up on some rest. The miscarriage bothered him more than ever. He couldn't wait to start a family with Lucky, it felt like the greatest thing in the world to him that unexpectedly got taken from him.

He put her homework back in backpack, and made his way to the bedroom. He walked in to the room hearing her baby cries that tore him apart, he got into the bed next to her "I'm right here."

She soaked her head into his chest "I really wanted my baby" She cried.

"Why do you still wanna be knowing I could never bring your child into this world?"

Notti hate this bad situation was making her have so much self doubt.

"I'm not with you to have a baby. I'm with you because I'm in love with you, aight" He embrace her into a tight hug, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.

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Lucky yawned after being sleep for couple hours which felt like days. Her entire body felt tired and drained, more than ever she wished she had her mom to talk to.

She watched the room door open, walking in was Notti mom "Hi Lucky."

"Hey..." She sat up on the bed giving her room to sit down.

"Ethan got in contact with me through David and he told me what happened with the miscarriage. He came to me and said mom, I love her and it hurt me seeing her hurt so could you please go over there and talk to her."

"People say this all the time and never mean it. Trust me, Lucky. I really know how you feel. I'm sorry that this happened to both of y'all. How do you feel right now?"