{It's been like a year and a half since I've updated omg sorry 😂}
LUKE:
It's been one month. One month since we lost Bethanie. She didn't make it through the birth. It wasn't anybody's fault, it was just natural...but Audrey thinks the blame is on her.
All month she's been sobbing in shame in our bed curled under the covers. She rarely eats or sleeps. This is the worst pain I've ever felt, losing my first child, my daughter. But I feel like I need to stay strong for Audrey, I can't even imagine what she's feeling. She's the one who created a home for her the past 9 months inside of her tummy. Basically I feel like shit and Audrey feels like shit and there's nothing I can do about it.Brittany has been coming over to try to get Audrey out of the house for a walk or get lunch, but she won't budge. She hasn't really talked to me in weeks. All she says is "No" or "Mhm" or "Go away." It was time for my tour to start soon, but I cancelled it due to this unfortunate loss. I've been on the phone with Audrey's mother and father for the past week because I don't know what to do anymore, nothing is helping.
2 weeks later
BRITTANY:
I finally got this girl out of the house. We're taking a little road trip to Florida for the week. I'm hoping that this will ease her mind a little bit and help her think.
"Babes are ya ready?" I asked walking into her and Luke's room.
"Yeah." She replied.
She doesn't look like the happiest person on the planet right now, and I don't expect her to, but she has to keep living her life. We piled our bags and suitcases into the trunk then got into my car. Luke came out to say goodbye. He walked up to Audrey's window and tapped it for her to roll it down so he could talk to her. She refused.
"Baby? Roll the window down!" He said nicely.
She didn't say one word to him. She looked at me and said "Let's go."
I looked at him with an apologetic look and drove away.LUKE:
I walked into Bethanie's nursery and sat down on the pink rocking chair that Audrey was going to rock her to sleep in every night. Right after we would cuddle on the couch as a family and had dinner together, and after I read her a bedtime story. We had all these visions of what would happen to us as a family. All of our family vacations, watching her grow up, getting to see her with her diploma. I began to cry. I remember the night she told me she was pregnant. It was one of the best nights of my life, even though it was a surprise. I feel like this pain will never go away.
I called Audrey and she didn't answer. That didn't surprise me, so I left a voicemail. I told her to let me know when they're in Florida safely. I think I need to give Audrey her space from now on, and maybe she'll come around.
AUDREY:
This is the last thing I want to be doing right now. I was supposed to be a mother right now, not going to party at a beach. I don't know how I'm going to get through this week.
We spent everyday at the beach, dining at nice places, getting drunk, going to the amusement park, and repeat. I didn't hate it all, actually. I kind of had fun. I was sad when I had to leave because this time gave me space to think and breathe. I got out of the world at home that I had so much pain in. I had completely forgot about Luke. Which leads me to this...
*flashback to a couple nights ago*
I put on my little black bikini and flip flops and left my hair down. I grabbed some cash and we were out. We were heading to a party at the beach, there was a DJ playing and lights in the palm trees, it looked like a good time. Britt and I walked straight up to the bar and ordered our first round of shots. There were about six more where that came from. Britt was off dancing her ass off with some people. I felt hands grab my waist and pull me close to their body.
"Hey! Let go!" I said.
"Come here and dance baby." he said.
I tried to fight it, but I was too drunk to function. Getting drunk was one of my favorite hobbies these days.
I let him touch me where ever he please, I couldn't force him off, I mean, I could barely even walk. Time passed faster than ever, I was sweating, laying in a stranger's bed. I couldn't breathe, I tried gasping for air but it wasn't helping. My body collapsed and I felt like I was dying.
"Don't worry, it only hurts in the beginning" a low voice sounded out.
LUKE:
I haven't heard from her in so long. I miss her so much, I feel like I've lost everything. The career, the money, the house, the cars...they don't mean a thing without her to share them with. Every time I call her it goes straight to voicemail. I know what happened to us was a tragedy and I am extremely depressed that it happened to such an amazing woman, but it wasn't my fault. I wish we could mourn together and she wouldn't despise me, Bethanie was my child too.
I did the usual routine: wake up, make the bed, go on a run, take a shower, eat breakfast, and miss Audrey.
I came across Brittany's twitter pictures and saw Audrey in most of them. God I miss that beautiful girl. She was drunk in every picture, I could tell. At least she looks like she's having some fun. Maybe when she comes back things will start to get better for us.
AUDREY:
I felt pain everywhere, but I liked it. It made me stop thinking about the emotional pain I had from losing Bethanie. This pain was a new pain, I had forgotten about everything else. I couldn't see the guy very clearly, but he reminded me of Luke. Tall, dark, muscular, scruff. It almost made what was happening okay. I didn't even realize I was on top of another guy, naked. I felt good. Everything was a blur. Why is this not worrying me? Why do I not care that this guy isn't Luke? What am I doing? Maybe I wasn't fit to be a mother, maybe it was for the best.
Comment what you guys think!!! I know the story took a complete turn, but that's what keeps it interesting. I'll be working on another chapter tonight!
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