Love, La La La

Chapter 9

"Sweetie... You need to eat something," Wonsik says softly.
"I'm not hungry," I reply.
"You haven't moved for three days. All you've had is water and some crackers. You really need to eat," he says, sounding more desperate this time. I clutch onto my blankets a little tighter and the tears roll down my face again. "Please just eat something," he pleads with me.
"Okay... Okay.." I murmur as I sit up. He sets a bowl of stew in front of me and helps me eat. I force myself to finish the bowl for Wonsik's sake and once the bowl is empty, he smiles softly, yet sadly and takes the bowl away. He comes back and holds me in his arms until I fall asleep. I hate being awake. All I can think about is the baby I lost. I hate being asleep. All I can ever seem to dream about is all the blood. I wake up, eyes filled with tears. I look up and see Wonsik biting his lip and tears falling down his face. I reach up and wipe his tears away. Slowly he opens his eyes and looks down at me. "I'm sorry. I've been trying to be strong for you but... I don't think I can anymore."
"It's okay. I don't need you to pretend, I just need you by my side," I whisper shakily. I reach up, place his head on my chest and wrap my arms around him. He lets out soft sobs and we hold each other until we cry ourselves to sleep. We wake up at about 7 am the next morning. "Wonsik..."
"Yes?"
"I don't know what we did to deserve this or why this happened to us... But... I think we need to move forward. I know it's going to be hard, but I don't think I can lay in this bed for one more day. I don't think we can continue living like this."
"I agree. We can get through this together. There's nothing you and I can't do. From now on, let's vow to move forward. For the baby, let's move forward."
"For the baby."