7. Broken

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Damian POV

Although it seemed in my daze that I had driven for miles I hadn't really gone that far. I had driven yo my father's house a few blocks away. I had done the very same thing when Erin and I lost our baby.

I could always count on my dad to be there with wise words, a listening ear and a kick up the ass if I needed it. Right now all I wanted was for this pain to stop. I felt like my heart had been ripped out and left a huge gaping void.

Getting out of the car I walk up to the front door and knock gently. The rain was pouring and I didn't care if I was getting wet, somehow I couldn't feel it landing on me I was completely numb.

My father opens the door and the second he looks at me his brow furrows  "Damian, hijo what's happened?" He asks

Right there on his door step I just fall to my knees as the sobs wrack my body. I can't speak I can't think it just all hurts too much.

"Talk to me hijo" he says coming down to my level and wrapping his arms around me

"Kayla..........she lied..........the baby wasn't real" I say between sobs "it hurts Dad, it hurts so damn much.............why does this keep happening to me? What did I do to deserve this? I just want a family of my own but it keeps getting taken away from me"

"I'm so sorry hijo, I promise your heart will heal in time. You did nothing to deserve this. It will happen for you and you will be a great father" he says holding me tightly "does Erin know where you are?"

"No I haven't spoken to her" I say "I just needed to get away, be alone"

"You're doing this to her again?" He say "will you please call her when you are ready. Let her know you are alright"

"I will" I say "I know she will be worried"

My dad helps me to stand and then guides me into the house. I sink down onto his couch and he brings us both a coffee. I hold it in my hands just nursing it, not drinking it. All I could think about was the love I have felt for that fake child, how excited I had been.

I'd even been thinking about names and I had bought a few things that I had put away for when the baby arrived. I had really thought that this time it would happen for me and then just like a puff of smoke it was all gone.

"How did you find out?" My dad asked

"I went to get the last boxes and she was in the shower. I walked past her room and saw something on her bed..........it was a fake bump. When she came in the room her stomach was flat and I felt like such a fool"

"Now you know you made the right decision" he says "I always liked Erin, she would never hurt you like this. She always took great care of your heart like it was her prized possesion"

"Yeah, nobody has ever loved me the way she does" I say smiling slightly "I wish we'd never left each other, I wish we'd stayed together and made it work"

"Sometimes things have to happen" he says "you needed to separate for you both to realise what you had and that it was worth fighting for"

"How can someone be so cruel dad?" I ask

"Nothing excuses what she has done. But love can make people to crazy things, especially when they desperate  ot to lose what they love" he says "but this wasn't crazy, this was pure evil"

"I wish I'd never met Kayla" I say shaking my head "I wish I'd realised sooner and got Erin back instead"

"Hindsight is a wonderful thing" he chuckles "drink your coffee before it goes cold, I'll make us some breakfast"

"I'm not really hungry" I say

"What was that? Bacon and eggs? Coming right up" he smiles as he leaves the room making me laugh a little.

Erin POV

I had been staring at my phone waiting for it to ring. I had tried calling him and I sent messages but I'd heard nothing. I just wanted to know he was alright, I knew he'd be hurting but just like last time bot knowing where he was worried me.

At the same time I was resisting the urge to go find Kayla and choke slam her through a table for what she'd done to him. I could only imagine what her plan was for Labour and the birth. I dread to think what would have happened if it got that far.

As far as I was concerned she didn't lobe him no matter how much she said it. You don't do this to someone you love especially when they have been through the loss of a child before - how could she be so cruel? How could she hurt him that way.

More than anything I wanted to hold him, comfort him and tell him he will be alright. That he has me and he will never hurt again, but without knowing where he is that's impossible.

I just had to hope that at some point my phone would ring.

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