Matt’s POV:
I open it to see Delaney. She is knelt on the tile floor, and her hands are cupped. What was left of the soap dispenser and vase of flowers surrounds her. I kneel down to her level. “What’s wrong?” She just shook her head and kept weeping. I look at the toilet and it is a pool of blood.
I step back.
Heavy breaths escaped my lips.
I could not say a word.
Tears rolled down my face. And no matter how much I wiped them away, they just didn’t stop.
I sat next to Delaney. I rubbed her back.
“What did I do wrong?” She kept her face down as she cried. “Nothing, you did no-” I stopped in shock of what she did next. She slowly turned to me and opened her hands.
In her palm rested our baby. It was the size of a bean. Our beautiful child. You could distinctly see the head shape, the eyes, and the small feet of the fetus.
Delaney’s POV:
Matt cupped his hands. I gently placed the fetus in his hands. It looks so small in his hands. He brought it close to his face. He began to cry. Tears and tears rushing down our faces. This was the first time I actually saw him cry. It was such a heartbreaking to see someone with such a strong spirit cry like this.
He leaned in and kissed me. He moved the hair out of my face with his finger. “I love you.” He stood up and then grabbed my hand to stand me up. He hugged me tight and kissed my head. He walked me to his room and pulled out a small box. He took out the watch that was inside and placed our baby there. He gave the box to me and I held it tight. I followed him as he grabbed a shovel and a small pot of periwinkle flowers.
We went to the front yard. I watched as Matt dug out a hole.
I held the box close to my heart.
“Mommy will never forget you.” I whisper to the box.
I place a kiss on the top and hand the box to Matt.
His lip quivers.
He attempts to hold back his tears.
“Daddy will always love you.”
I notice a tear drop onto the box.
He puts the box into the ground and buries the flowers with it.
We both head into the house and it’s 8:36 and we are not in any mood to do anything.
We both go into Matt’s room. He lays in his bed and slowly drifts away from reality and into his dreams. I decide to take a hot shower. I step into the shower and let the hot water relax my muscles. The steam fills the bathroom. I am relaxed for at least ten minutes.
Then it happens.
The thoughts. I haven’t had them in months
You’re wortless.
You are nothing.
You’re a piece of trash.
The thoughts became worse.
Your parents died because of you.
Everyone hates you.
Matt hates you because you killed his baby.
You don’t deserve Matt.
Everyone you love is hurt because of you.
You’ll never be happy.
The thoughts consumed my mind. Even as I slept next to Matt. The thoughts didn’t go away.
Okay guys. Well here’s this chapter. Please don’t hate me. I was sobbing as I wrote this. </3
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FanficAlone. Hopeless. Depressed. Homeless. 18 year old Delaney is all of these things. She has had a horrible child hood, and caused her to be afraid. She sits on the sidewalk of a street and beg for.money, sometimes she plays the guitar. Will she ever b...