We're a Beautiful Disaster

time for the thruth, lies and goodbyes?

11:45:.am.........Drew.p.o.v.....d

I walk in the house and punch the wall.

Nearly makeing a hole.

Then i go sit on the couch.

I put my head in my hands.

And yell.

Why.?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

uhg

Why must life do this too me?.

Is there some law that says.

I must not be happy?!

Why doo things like this happen.

I get up.

And go up stairs.

Back too the little room.

I hadn't been in there in a year.

Now i have been twice today.

I go sit on the window seat.

Looking over everything.

I've never let anyone in here.

Not even Bay.

Because then they'd ask.

Why i have a nursery in my house.

Its the home i grew up in.

But.

They won't believe any of this was mine.

Its all pink.

The little toys.

And the rocking chair.

And even the crib.

The crib.

The one we never even got too use but once.

I look over.

Catch a sight.

The baby book.

I pick it up.

Open it and look at the one piture.

The only one i have of me holding her.

I put it down.

I had thought i should get rid of this stuff.

All the 'doctors' said i needed too.

But i can't.

Its all i have left of her.

Sara.

............Bay.p.o.v...........

9:56.pm.

I look up.

I'm laying in my.bed.

Rubbing my belly.

I was done being sad

Now i was pissed.

How dare he do this!?

I should be happy.

Well.

I am.

But

We should be happy together.

I jump.

Hearing Jenna skweek.