Death do us part

Supper

                                        Melody

  I cried into my knees as I held them close to my chest. The only thing running through my head was 'how could this have happened?' Our baby was gone. We didn't even know the gender yet.

  Dallas' footsteps neared me and the bed sunk beside me. I sighed and leaned into his side, my shoulders shaking with each breath. His hand found its way to my back and he rubbed soothingly.

  "We'll make it through this." He whispered. I shook my head and sat back up, turning away from him.

  "It doesn't feel like it." I muttered, pulling myself to the edge of the bed. He took a deep breath and hunched over, coughing violently. I furrowed my brows and glanced behind me. "You okay?"

  "Let's not talk about me." He said through raspy breaths. I gave him a half nod and hung my head. After a few long, silent minutes, Dallas got up and turned the lights off. I lifted my head and watched him grab a pillow and respectfully leave the bedroom to sleep on the couch.

  I knew I loved him.
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  I attempted to tug my hand away from Taylor's the whole walk to the the fire, but he held tight.

  When got to the fire, people stared at me. I successfully pulled my hand from Taylor's and sat next to Lori.

  "Are you okay?" She asked. I nodded, but the guilt wouldn't go away. People were talking and having normal conversations. It kind of felt like a camping trip. I had a very strong feeling that these people would become like my family.

  I got up to go and get food from my backpack, but Lori grabbed my hand and handed me a bowl of corn as if she knew. I took it and sat back down, staring at the hot food in my hand. I took a few bites, then Lori put her bowl down and asked the question I'd been avoiding.

  "Where's Dallas?" I froze and my chest tightened. Tears fell immediately from my eyes and my hands shook so bad that I had to put down the bowl. I felt a panic attack coming on, but I steadied my breathing. I looked down and croaked.

  "He-he d-d-" I started, but my sobs cut me off, they stopped me from saying anything else.

  "It's okay, I understand." She whispered. I pushed my bowl away and got up.

  "I'm full." I whispered and walked back to my tent. On my way I saw Shane. I muttered cuss words under my breath and clutched my fists. I walked faster and swung a fist at him, hitting him square in the jaw. He stumbled back, then saw who hit him.

  "What happened to him?!" I half shouted. Anger boiled my blood. My skin felt burning hot.

  "What do you mean?" He muttered, holding his jaw. I heard running and saw Taylor and Lori running full speed at us. Taylor took me away, while Lori took a look at Shane's jaw.

  "You were supposed to be there for him. You were his partner!" I screamed as Shane glared at me, while I was taken into the tent. Taylor zipped it up and sat down on the bed with me. He hugged me and comforted me. I tried to pushed away from him.

  "It's okay. It was a rough day." He whispered soothingly, running his fingers through my hair. I attempted to avoid his touch, but he became persistent. Eventually, I gave in and allowed him to wrap his arms around me. Though I didn't return it. He wasn't as warm as Dallas. His arms weren't as comforting. He didn't have the same affect.

  I fell asleep later on that night with a guilty, horrible feeling feeling my chest.

  I hated it. It felt like someone had just shoved a hand into my chest or placed a boulder on me. It almost felt like I couldn't breathe. i missed him. Silent tears stained my cheeks as I waited for the pain to just be over.

  I dreamt that night. I dreamt about Dallas and my dad. I dreamt about my mom and my in laws. I dreamt about a normal life, the one with Dallas that I'll never have now. I felt warm, cold -anything but calm. A cold sweat coated my body as I tried to keep the nightmares out of my head.

  It was a stressful night and it seemed to drag on.

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Short chapter I know.
  Ily

-Kenzie