It's Not Love (Book 2)

17 - "I'm a monster!"

"I'm so sorry for your loss," he repeated but the world be came empty and my heart completely shattered; I killed my baby.

Welcome back to INL! This chapter we're gonna focus on Darcy and her current condition. So I hope you enjoy this chapter! GET READING!

Darcy's p.o.v

My heart beats in my chest, but I'm dead inside. I breathe, but I feel competely numb.

I feel nothing.

I killed my baby. The life me and Jack created. This would have been his baby. We would have had a baby together; I know we have Delilah but this would have been the perfect combination of the both of us. But of course I was too stupid and I killed it, I starved my child to death. I just want to curl up and die.

I don't want to live.

I don't want to breathe.

I want my heart to stop.

I killed a precious human being. Xavier wasn't my fault, and I know that, but this baby was my fault. I killed them. I killed an innocent child for my own self fish reasons. I don't deserve to live. I don't deserve the things that I have and love I am given.

I'm a muderer.

Jack is never going to forgive me, what am I gonna do?

He hates me.

"I'll be back with something for you both to eat," Dr. Mendes said sadly. He smiled sympithetically and left the room. Tears streamed down my face, but I don't make a sound. I heard Jack take a deep, shakey, breathe beside me.

"This is all my fault," I whimpered. "I killed our baby, I did this,"

"No it's not your fault," he said.

"Yes it is! I starved our child, our baby to death for my own self fish reasons! We can never get them back, Jack! Because I killed them! A human being growing arms and legs and little toes and fingers! It's all my fault!"

"No it's not, please stop putting yourself down, baby,"

"How can you love me, after everything I've done, after the pain I've caused?!" I sobbed. "I'm a monster!"

"Your my wife! I will love you no matter what, ok?! You're my life line!" He yelled. "I can't live without you!"

"Well you better get used to the idea because I don't deserve to live!"

"Don't talk like that!" He screamed. "Please don't talk like that," he whispered sadly. I sighed.

"I'm sorry," I cried into my hands. "I'm so sorry!" I sobbed. "I killed the child we created together," I cried louder. "I'm sorry!"

"It's not your fault, please stop saying that," he said. I nodded, sniffling. He stood from his chair and hugged me tightly. I hugged back tighter. "We can always try again?" He suggested. "When you get better,"

"Yea,"

"They'll have your beautiful green eyes and they'll have my awesome hair," he said. I laughed sadly. "And I bet they'll be as beautiful as their mommy,"

"And they'll have your cute button nose," I said tapping him on his nose.

"They'll have your kissable lips," he said running his finger over my lips. "They'll surely be heart breakers," he said. I laughed and wiped under my eyes.

"They surely wont date until their 30,"

"Amen to that," he said. The door opened and Dr. Mendes walked in with two trays of food.