Thirty-three

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"Maggie, baby what's wrong, why are you just getting home?" My mom hugged me. I had just walked through the front door often home that I had missed so much. Now, I just wanted to go up to my room and crawl under my covers and stay there forever. I didn't have with of my best friends right not so I would just have to suffice with my blankets and Mr. Cuddles.

I sniffed. "I really just want to go to my room mom."

She nodded. "Oh, okay,bee can talk later, you look tired."

I thanked her as I made my way up to my room, my feet trudging along with every step. I opened my room door to find it exactly as I'd left it.

I stood in my doorway for a long moment, taking it all in. It amazed me that even after all is experienced it was still exactly the same. Right now, it was my only safe heaven.

I stripped my pants and shoes off and climbed into my bed, pulling the covers over my head and cried some more. I felt so small, so alone, so hurt. I just wished Sarah could be here right now.

I heard my door open quietly as I continued to cry. "Oh honey, oh." My mom climbed into bed with me and hugged her arms around me. I cried into her. "Baby, oh, what's wrong?"

I couldn't get it out, it hurt to much. "He...he broke, he broke up with me!" I wailed.

"Oh honey." My mom cradled me. "It'll be okay." She soothed.

I shook my head. "No mom, you don't get it." I cried. "It's all, it all a big mess." I buried my face in her chest.

She rubbed my back in soothing circles, shushing me softly. "I know it hurts baby, but it'll her better. It'll get better..." She trailed off.

It sure didn't feel like it.

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"Honey, you have to eat." My mom pressed gently.

My eyes were still heavy with sleep. Sleep was the only freedom from the pain in my heart. It was the only time I could be free from it all.

"I'm not hungry." I said in a scratchy voice.

"Maggie, it's been three days sweetheart. You have to eat something."

Had it really? I'd been locked away in my room, to hurt to do anything, to hurt to think about anything. I just wanted to sleep forever. I didn't even care about the fact that this was the first time I had been home in a while, I didn't care about anything, I didn't want anything to do with the outside world right now.

If I left my room, there was a chance that I might see him, there was a chance that I might see her, there was a chance that I might see them together. And I wouldn't be able to handle that. First an engagement, now a baby? How much could one person take?! Why did the world hate me so much?!

"Now Maggie, I understand you're hurting, but baby, you have to eat."

"Mom, I don't want it." I said firmly.

"Well at least drink some water. Please?"

I sighed and propped myself on my elbow. "Fine." I took a sip at first, and then realized I was thirster then I had originally thought.

"Are you sure you don't want anything to eat?"

I shook my head. "It won't stay down anyway." I said as I pulled the covers over my head.

"I'm siting it right here if you decide that you want it. But I have to go to the office. Call any of us if you need us okay baby? I'll be sending someone to check on you."

"I'm fine mom, I don't need a baby sitter."

"I know you don't sweetie, I'm just worried about you." She pulled the covers back and kissed my forehead. "Okay, I'll see you in a few hours." She patted my arm on her way out.

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