Must listen to the song on the side as you read! The live version isn't the best, however it's the only you can use while on the app. The song is called You by Keaton Henson. Also, I recommend listening to towards the middle, but the beginning is fine too :)
I flipped page after page to discover something that I missed. Surely Rachel would have made it easier for me to find out what she was talking about, but no. She had to be complicated as always. Sighing, I pulled my hair back into a tight ballerina bun. I got up from my soft plush couch and walked into my kitchen, looking around for some wine. It felt good to be back home, I couldn't deny that, but I couldn't sleep until I found out what Rachel was talking about. Noel was sleeping in my bedroom with my little girl sleeping in her crib her daddy got for her. I shook my head. I wasn't going to think back to that day again.
I found my stash and didn't bother to get a glass. I popped open the bottle and drank straight from it, but quickly stopped when I remembered I was breastfeeding. I ran to the sink and spit everything in my mouth, making sure I didn't swallow anything. I cursed underneath my breath. How could I have been so careless? To be on the safe side I wasn't going to breastfeed her until another 24 hours; I couldn't take the risk. I guess I was going to have to find out what Rachel meant sober.
It felt weird not being at the hospital when I've been there almost every single day for the past month or so. I had Scott and Julian both promise me that they would be at Tobias's side, and I also threatened Dr. Johnson too. If they wanted me to desperately leave the hospital they better be damn sure that he was getting around the clock care. I didn't want to leave Tobias's side, but I also wanted to finally bring our baby home. I giggled as I remembered bringing her inside. Her little eyes were looking around everywhere. She was definitely someone who paid close attention to details.
Just as I was about to call it a night, I found a small handwritten note. I frowned, not remembering that I ever seen it before. I turned on the side lamp and pushed myself off the couch. I saw Tobias's name written in terrible script and I grabbed it immediately.
Tobias,
I know you told me if I ever felt alone again or thought of ending things I should talk things out with someone, only you were supposed to be that someone. I can't talk to anybody else about this; they'll lock me up and prod me with needles or even worse. I'm tired Tobias. My time is over, but yours merely just begun. You have a beautiful baby girl waiting for you at home. You can't leave Reign to take care of her alone. She's the toughest person I've ever known, but I can tell she's on the verge of breaking. So please forgive me. I had to do this. Don't worry muchacho, you'll get my heart. I made sure of it. Don't waste it, live for us both.
Love, Rachel
"Oh my god," I gasped, my hands shaking as I gripped the paper.
It was sticky and I assume it was stuck behind another paper. Underneath her letter I saw another sheet of paper attached that said Rachel Hunt's heart should go to Tobias Sorensen in the event that she dies.
"Oh my god," I repeated again, my heart feeling like it was flying out of my chest.
"Noel!" I screamed, grabbing my jacket. I pulled it over my body and ran into my room. "Noel wake up now!"
I saw a faint light come on from my bedroom and next I heard high shrieking cries, coming from my daughter. I ran into my room and saw Noel frowning at me, her hands rubbing her eyes.
"What is it? Is Tobias okay?" She asked, looking alarmed.
I ran to my little girls crib and began to cradling her in hopes to stop her cries. I'm screams must've scared her. I searched for a warm blanket to wrap her in. I had little to no clothes for her, only the ones Noel bought for her. I didn't have time to look for a jacket. I needed to leave, and fast.
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Forbidden Love
General FictionA lot can happen in five months, but no one could have expected this. Cold, distant and sometimes shallow, Reign never thought she'd ever find a guy to meet her very high standards or her equally high Prada pumps. Per usual, life comes and knocks h...