Teagan and Aaron are back in Emmerdale, and if you thought things were chaotic for Teagan before, just you wait. (Sequel to 'Little Livesy'; read that before you read this)
Book 2 in the 'Little Livesy' series
It's been about a month since the car accident and finding out my baby might not live. Things aren't going well. I've shut everyone out again, like I always do. I can't eat, I can't sleep. All I can think about is the fact my baby might not make it. I know people hate it when I shut them out. I don't want them to give up on me, but I don't know what else to do.
"Teagan, pet, you have a visitor." Diane said, walking into the living room, where I was sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the TV. I turned to her, only to see Jacob stood behind her.
"I'll leave you two to it then." She said, obviously sensing the tension. She went back behind the bar, leaving Jacob and I alone.
"Hey." Jacob said quietly, walking over to sit on the sofa next to me.
"Hi." I whispered.
"How are you feeling?" He asked. I simply shrugged, toying with the strings of my hoodie.
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I didn't really care how I looked anymore. I didn't really care about anything anymore.
I continued to stare at my lap and not say anything for a good five or ten minutes, until Jacob had had enough.
"Oh, for god's sake." He suddenly stood up.
"What?" I asked with no emotion.
"I can't do this anymore. How are people supposed to help you if you just ignore them?! I get that you're upset about our baby, but it's my baby, too! I thought we were doing this together? Why do you have to push away everyone that cares about you?!" He yelled.
"You think I want to be this way?! I don't know how to handle things, so I shut people out. Besides, you wouldn't want me burdening you with my problems."
"This isn't just your problem! You're not the only one who'll be broken if we lose our baby!"
"Maybe not, but I'll be left with the guilt." I said, sounding calmer than I felt.
"What are you on about?"
"It's my fault our baby might die, Jacob. I ran out into the road without thinking, and now our baby's life is at stake." I said, tears falling down my face, "It's my fault. It's all my fault."
