Splintered Hearts

Ying Yang

{Zak}

I stood against the doorframe of the bedroom watching Robyn asleep in bed. My eyes watched her carefully for any upset or disturbance. After the emotional morning I moved things around with Dan so that I could stay here with her until a few hours before Lockdown.

We still had things to discuss.

Her smooth leg poked out the cotton bedding, where a small pair of tartan short shorts sat on her waist. I noticed that she has a different shirt, it was mine, but it was different...

I smiled realising she had been in the wardrobe and helped herself to one. They were always too big for her but to see her in them made me happy, it was hard to explain I truly felt. Maybe it was a sense of pride and marksmanship. She was in my clothes, she was my girl...

One arm was stuffed under the pillow whilst her brunette hair was tousled across the pillow out the way of us both.

I sipped my tea carefully and looked at the alarm clock. I doubled checked that the alarm was turned off before returning to my post of watching over her. From the look of her now you wouldn't believe she cried herself to sleep clinging to a letter from her mother whilst her other hand held onto me like grim death.

No matter how much I kissed her forehead, rubbed her back and hushed her, she still sobbed in my arms.

Robyn's only give away was her little button nose had a slight redness from the constant wiping.

I hated seeing her cry, it made me feel rotten inside, whether I had caused it or not.

She stirred in her sleep making me step forward ready to go to her side when she grumbled and curled up holding onto my pillow which I had placed beside her.

I was about to step away when I noticed her chest began heaving and her fingers were gripped tight around the pillow. Her head snapped to the side as she began panting. I walked over to the bed and hushed her softly, eventually her breathing evened out before a tear rolled out the corner of her eye.

"God bless you." I whispered before looking down at my empty cup.

The sound of a floorboard made my head snap up to see Bacon heading out for a cigarette. He temporarily paused and tweaked his head for me to follow.

Making sure she was okay, I slipped out the room and stood outside with him.

"Is she okay? I heard crying." He asked quietly.

"Honestly? I have no idea right now." I sighed sitting down.

"You look exhausted." He noted.

"We were both awake until early this morni-"

"I don't need go know." He chuckled.

"Not like that... Bro Harmony isn't pregnant."

He almost choked on his cigarette as I said the words. I then had to answer his flow of questions until he sat down on the wall.

"Bunny boiler man. Tell ya." He replied shaking his head.

"That and then we opened the time capsule. Her mom wrote her a letter... Dated 30 years ago."

His face fell "Oh hell.."

"Yeah. Inconsolable wasn't the world, bro I couldn't stop her crying. What if she just snaps? How much can one woman take?" I asked.