Little Miss 'Trouble'

Chapter 15

Sapphire's P.O.V

A year later...

My babies are a year old! I'm so damn proud of them. I'm proud of us. I can't believe my life is the way it is now. Like, look at it a couple years back? Bruh.

Oh damn, you're probably thinking what happened with Darryl and I after that day? I'm just skipping ahead. Well, let me flash back to it...

"We're gonna get married?" I looked at him sympathetically.

Now I feel bad for ranting. I can't believe he was really ready to marry me.

"Were." He spat out.

My heart dropped. Tears started to form in my eyes. What have I done?

"Baby-" I took a step towards him but he stopped me.

"Don't start that shit now. You had your rant, face the consequences. You know where the door is. Feel free to stop by to see the kids any time." He shrugged going to sit on a chair.

"Darryl I'm sorr-"

"Shut the fuck up Saph! Just shut up and get the fuck out. I'm sick and tired of you." He spat.

He didn't even glance at me once. I can't believe he's doing this.

"Darryl please don't-"

"Saph. Get your stuff and leave." He grunted out.

I stood there as the tears fell from my eyes. I turned away and took a step before turning back.

"Darryl-"

"I'm sorry your life's so fucked up but I tried my best. I really did. I took a body for you. What more do you want? I give up. Just go. And don't even bother trying to take the twins with you." He shrugged.

I stood there again then turned around. This is killing me. I feel like I've been stabbed in the chest. And I really can't do anything.

I just turned away and walked straight out the house. I didn't have anything but my phone. I want to die. Like, right now. Just shoot me. I'll be happy. Or just slice my throat or something. I dunno. I want to stop breathing. I want to fall into darkness for the rest of my life. I might as well.

I walked until I got to Phil and Marlene's house. They're always there for me. I knocked on the door and waited for an answer. Nothing. I knocked again. Still no answer. I got out my phone and dialled Phil. Voicemail. I then dialed Marlene. Voicemail. The fuck man? Where are they? I called the house phone and the answering machine spoke.

'Gone on holiday. We'll contact you when we get back.' I heard Phils voice.

No man! They can't do that. I just left their house and started walking. I'm not going back home to my biological family. They're just gonna ask questions. This reminds me of how all of this actually started.

And as before, it was getting dark and late. I just found a comfortable part on the pavement and sat there. Back to square one eh? I slowly fell asleep there.