Chapter 12

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Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months and I haven't heard from Jerome. Well I haven't tried to speak to him anyway. You can't blame me though, I have been preparing for my exams and my last would be on Frinday! (what a relief).

But I still felt empty. My mind would always replay the night of Jerome's birthday. I still blame myself...

Chantel lost her baby.

When she told me I was so angry and so upset at the same time. I couldn’t think of how Chantel felt. She wanted that child so much, even though she didn't say how much she did I knew that, that baby would change her. No matter what her age was.

*Flash back*

As I made my way to Chantel's house I could here shouting. For every step I took closer to the house the voices became much clearer.

Chantel's front door was open slightly. Once I was inside I could see Chantel crying and Tyrone standing in front of her.

"Why are you here?" Tyrone said lowly.

I didn't reply and walked straight up to Chantel helping her helpless body off the ground.

"Get out!" she screamed at Tyrone. "You fucking did this to me! You are a fucking prick and I hate you, I hate you..." she kept repeating it, hitting him in the chest. Tyrone took a couple steps back, his face looked so upset and for the fist time in ages I felt sorry for him. I tried to pull chantel away but she kept on shouting.

"OUR baby is gone Tyrone!" she cried "And you don't even care..." She said quietly and Tyrone quickly responded to her comment.

"DON'T EVER SAY I NEVER CARED BECAUSE I DID CARE CHANTEL!" Tyrone took a deep breath and began to speak in a low tone. "Your telling me I didn't care. The day we lost the baby, I found out you were carrying my child... OUR child and you never thought to tell ME?! When were you planning to tell me, huh?!" Chantel didn't say anything. I couldn't just stand here and say nothing I needed this arguing to stop. They both just lost their child and they are arguing. 

"You both need to sto..." Tyrone interupted me mid sentence.  "This is between me and Chantel, Layla. Don't get involved." he growled.

"Just get out of my house, Tyrone." Chantel said boldly "I know you didn't care for me because you dumped me. When I tried...I begged you that we were good together. i was going to tell you that i was pregnant and you didn't even try to here me out!" Tyrone said nothing.

"Yeah go quiet now. Dick head! Layla was right about you all along."

Tyrone walked up to her, and whispered something in her ear. I obviously didn't hear but what he said made a big difference to her facial expression. I didn't know how but her face became even sadder than before.

"I'm gone yeah? I didn't mean for this to happen and I'm sorry. I know your hurting but you need to know that I'm hurting to. I came here to be with you but if you want me to leave I'll go." As he looked at her straight in the eyes, she didn't meet his.

Without saying another word, he left closing the door behind him.

Chantel walked up to me and started to cry hysterically, I hugged her and tried to comfort her. "He said he loved me Layla and I let him go!"

"It's going to be okay Chantel, I promise." I reasured her.

*End of flash back*

Hey readers, I know I haven't updated in a while but I decided to update a small chapter for you all. I hope you enjoyed it. Please comment on what you think. I will update soon. xxxx

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