I sat on the counter with the twenty pregnancy tests. I washed them off and I put each one in it's box and put them under the sink on my side. I washed my hands and I walked to the room. Marshall nodded on the door and walked in. I was on the bed exhausted all this was a rush. I had a appointment with the rehab consular and had no idea how the hell I was going to do it. I looked at him and he looked at me.
"What's wrong?" He asked and I swallowed.
"Um, I'm pregnant." I said and sighed.
"What's the problem with that?"
"I don't want another baby."
"Why not?"
"I'm not happy. It's going to put a lot of stress on the baby and it either A. won't make it to full term B. I'll miscarry." I said and he looked at me and laughed.
"You're crazy. You're happy. You're happy with me right?"
"Of course it's just I'm not ready to be a mother of three. " I said and he sighed.
"I'm going to make a appointment for a check up at the two month mark just chill."
3 Month Mark
"Ms. Jewel I can't hear a heartbeat nor do I see it." Marshall looked at me with saddened eyes and I sighed.
parking lot
"NO MARSHALL LET ME GO!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I walked to the car and sat on the bricks in front of it. I wiped my tears and I screamed again. I grabbed my hair and I just screamed some more. Marshall came over and wrapped his arms around mine and I stuffed my face deep into his chest. He kissed me quickly and helped me up and into the car. When we got home I hugged and kissed the kids and walked to the room unlocking the French Doors to get some cool air in. I wrapped myself in a blanket and just laid there.
3 months later
"GET UP ANGEL!"
"NO GO AWAY MARSHALL!" I screamed and he picked me up and threw me into freezing water.
"GET OVER IT ANGEL!"
"GET OVER IT? GET OVER IT! FUCK YOU. YOU FUCKIN' ASSHOLE. JUST BECAUSE KIM'S HOME I'M JUST SUPPOSED TO KISS HER ASS! NO FUCK YOU! I'M OUT OF HERE! AND TAKE YOUR RING BACK!" I screamed and threw the ring at him as I climbed up and out of the bath tub. I changed out of my clothes and got in some sweats and tied my hair back. I grabbed a jacket and my keys and walked out. I drove and it started pouring. Grey clouds and big raindrops. I was trying to clear my mind and I looked to side of me and then I felt this huge pressure and crunch of glass as the rain poured harder. I heard the screeching of tires as my car flipped twice before landing on a patch of gas on the side of the road. Watching the sequence of sounds coming out of peoples mouths as I blackout. When I awake I'm looking at myself. My hair has blood at the roots and my jewelry has broken into a million pieces. I try to tip toe through but the snow is too loud. I look at someone moving their hands and I can just hear a siren and classical music playing. It might be Beethoven or Mozart but I'm trying to make out everyone's mood. Everybody is screaming in agony. I look over at the other driver and they are screaming and crying. I try to block it out but, my brain doesn't want to. I shudder as I see a familiar Benz halt to a stop and Marshall pop out. His eyebrows scrunched up together and he screams as he gets a sneak peak at myself. I'm not dead so, why am I absorbing everything? Out-of-body experience. I watch as a helicopter drops down. My eyes wonder over to Marshall and myself. My real eyes are wide open and I interpret my eyes as they close. Should I cry? Should I lie? Marshall is allowed into the helicopter and he's so teary eyed that the tears have weighed down his eye lashes .I don't want to see him cry so I look at his watch it was 5:50 pm when I crashed and down it was 6:19pm. I felt like God had wrapped the night around me and was trying so hard to choke my ass with it. I floated down to myself and looked at me, blood on my shirt, blood on my face my hair everywhere and cuts on my waist and back. My pearls remained intact on my neck. I couldn't look at myself so I went back to Marshall. I wrapped my hands around his and they sat perfectly next to his. He looked through me and wiped his tears with his trembling hands.
"What the hell did I do to you Angel. I'm sorry." He said and I rolled my eyes.
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Suffocate (Sequel To: Together)
RomanceI breathed in and wiped my face. So much shit had happened and I didn't know where I was going with my life. No husband, thanks Kim. Single Mother of two, thanks Marshall. No car of my own, thanks asshole. I was kidding myself. Nobody understood. No...
