(a/n: possible triggers.)
"Why?" He asks. I clear my throat and think of something to say.
"No reason, I just didn't realize Christmas was this close." I answer as I look at him. He narrows his eyes at me but doesn't say anything. I change the subject and we have a normal conversation for a while. Patrick gets up to get something to drink and I use this as an opportunity to text Hunter.
(a/n: I never had Hunter as an important character but he's very important in this chapter, so he is pictured up top.)
'It's ten weeks.' I send, quickly locking my phone as Patrick comes back into the room. Within seconds my phone chimes and I look at it.
'are you okay?' Hunter sent back and I bite my lip.
'no' I reply and set my phone on the coffee table.
"Are you okay? You seem... nervous." Patrick says quietly
"Um, I'll be fine." I say and focus on the movie we're watching. The more time that passes, the more I shake. I have to physically hold my hands together to make it less visible. Eventually I get angry and stand up, startling Patrick.
"I'm gonna get some fresh air." I say, looking down at him. I grab my phone and shove it in my pocket.
"Have fun." He answers and I smile. I hurry out of the apartment and take the stairs to the roof. As soon as I step outside, I take a deep breath. The sun has started to set and I sit down and watch it. Another pain forms in my stomach and I feel sick. My phone starts to ring as my breathing quickens. I pull my phone from my pocket and see its Hunter.
"Hello?" I answer, sniffling.
"You're not okay." He says
"I told you I wasn't." I whisper and I can hear him sigh.
"Evelyn listen to me. Just because you had a miscarriage once does not mean you'll have one again." He says and I lose it. I break down into tears, choking on my breath.
"Hunter it hurts." I cry
"You've had ptsd because of this. I've watched you have panic attacks over it. Do you remember how many nights you had to sleep in my bed because you couldn't be alone? It's fine, I promise you." He explains and I shake my head, even thought he can't see me.
"No, no no no." I sob
"Tell me what you're thinking." He says
"I can't. I can't deal with that again. Corey is so excited. I don't want him to go through what we went through. He doesn't deserve that. I won't do this." I answer, standing off the ground and pacing.
"What do you mean 'won't?'" He questions
"I mean I won't. I won't do this. I'm not." I tell him and he mumbles something that I can't make out.
"No." He scolds, "You are not."
"Yes I am. Goodbye Hunter." I say and hang up before he can say anything more. I clench my phone in my hand and walk closer to the ledge of the roof. I look over and watch the cars passing by. A lady pushing a stroller walks past the building, another child by her side. I sniffle again and wipe the tears off my face.
"Not again." I whisper, looking down at my stomach. Again, my phone starts to ring. It's Patrick.
"What?" I answer, still looking at the street.
"Where did you wander off to? Corey just got here. I told him I'd call you while he changed." He says and I laugh
"How tall is your building?" I ask
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Butterflies {Corey Crawford}
Fanfiction"Seguin is up for Dallas. He quickly approaches the net. He fakes left... and shoots! Corey Crawford dives in the puck's direction and deflects it! It's a no goal!" "Hang on, Stan, the puck has been deflected up into the crowd... A young lady has ju...
