Broken Hearts

Chapter Three

Gabriella's POV

  My mom walked into my room to find me curled up into a ball against the wall, crying. She gasped when she saw my hair and my cuts. She hugged me and tried to comfort me. I just kept rocking back and forth. The only reason I was still alive was for my baby. It wouldn't be fair for the baby to die. I hadn't told anyone about it but I took a pregnancy test and it was positive. I didn't know how I would raise a baby, especially without Troy. My mom continued to hold me and I kept crying. I didn't stop thinking about Troy for a second. I couldn't live without him. A few minutes later, my mom sighed and got up. "I'm going to make us some food, okay, sweetie?"

I didn't respond. She walked out of the room. I stood up and looked at the picture of me and Troy at graduation. I sniffled and the tears continued to fall. I fell to my knees and my head fell on the picture. "Troy...." I managed to croak through gasps for air and through sobs. "TROY! I want him back!"

I banged my head against the wall again, harder than ever. I did it countless times. My head was bleeding. I jumped up and down, taking everything I saw and throwing it or ripping it or hurting myself with it. I couldn't take any of this anymore. How could I live like this? I couldn't live without Troy. But I had to. I had to do it because I was going to be a mother. A good one? That I wasn't quite sure of. My mom called me from the kitchen and said that dinner was ready. I slowly got up and walked into the kitchen. My mom gasped when she saw me and ran over to me. "Don't hurt yourself, Gabriella."

  More tears fell from my eyes. I pulled away from the hug and sat down at the table. My mom handed me a slice of pizza. It was my favorite. Memories flooded into my head.

  Flashback
I was doing my homework on my bed. Suddenly my phone rang. "Did somebody order a margarita pizza?" I giggled. "I didn't order a pizza."
Then outside my door, I heard, "Special delivery!" I ran outside and quickly shushed Troy, a playful smile on my face, as he stood with a pizza box in his hand. My mom didn't know I was awake. "Margarita pizza! Your favorite!" I giggled. He started to carry the box up a tree into my room. "And let's not forget, what's a picnic, without chocolate covered strawberries?"
He brought a basket up. I giggled. "It wouldn't be right!"
  We sat in my room and ate the whole pizza. Then we started talking about our future.

That memory was about a year ago and it hurt my heart to think about the happy memories. I ate in silence, holding back more tears. Pretty much everything reminded me of Troy. My mom inspected me. "Gabby, I know you're upset, but maybe you should start eating a little healthier?"

  She noticed. It wouldn't be long before she started getting suspicious. That was about the worst thing she could have said to me right then. I let out a little cry and then tears came out of my eyes again. But she didn't know why. She thought she did, but she didn't.

  "Oh, Gabby, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that! Oh my God, I'm so insensitive! I'm so sorry!"

  I shook my head. "No. You didn't offend me. But can I have another piece? Or maybe four more?" She gave me a look of concern.

  I let out a sigh. "You shouldn't be worried about my health, Mom. There's something I have to tell you." I took a deep breath.

I'm scared for Gabby😝 but I know how her mom will react so there's nothing for me to be concerned about. Hope you liked this and sorry it's so short. There's more drama in store for you! 😘