Hey Guys so I know I haven't updated in awhile but school has really been overwhelming lately and I've had projects and homework all over the place. So, I'm going to try and make this chapter long or kind of long since I haven't updated. Don't forget to comment, vote and follow. Enjoy my loves.
Saraih's POV:
Who would have ever thought that on my graduation day, the day I was supposed to be having fun with the people that I loved, having no worries, celebrating my freedom from High School I would be siting here depressed over my unborn baby. I'm trying to recover. I honestly am but it's harder than people think. I try to respond when I get spoken to but the words just won't come out. I think of responses but they just stay in my mind as thoughts. I'm getting a little better but every now and then I look at myself in the mirror, glance down to my stomach where my small baby bump use to show and I cry. I know Mya and I had our differences and we didn't get along but how could she ever kill my baby? That's the thing that hurts me most. No matter how much I despise of someone I would never do anything to hurt them while their pregnant. But then again not everyone is like me. I don't even know what the hell happened to Mya and I honestly don't care. She could go rot and burn in hell for all I care because that's probably where she will end up. No one has seen her since the whole incident and shit, no one's looking for her. Honestly, I'm surprised Chris is even staying by my side. I don't talk and I know he's only staying strong for me. I want to be here for him and just hold him and kiss him showing that I know he's hurting too but I can't bring myself to do that. I still give Chris kisses every night though because I want him to know that I still love and need him. I don't want him to feel like everything he's doing is useless. I just want him to know that I hear him. He stays with me at my house and my mother doesn't mind at all because one, she loves Chris. Two, she knows that we're both hurting over this and only we know what we're going through.
Chris and I were laying down when we heard the doorbell ring. Chris unwrapped his arms from around me and went to go get the door.
"Can you move your yellow ass out of the way" I heard Honey say laughing a little
"Shutup. She's upstairs" Chris responded. I could just hear the sadness in his voice.
Honey's footsteps became louder as she walked into my room with Chris trailing behind her.
"Hey boo. You doing ok?" She said dimly and smiling
I lightly smiled at her to show that I was getting there
"Oh uh, Your mom left a note on the counter. She went to Kroger to get a few things." Chris directed to me.
I nodded my head and turned my attention back to Honey
"I can't stand seeing you like this. I'm getting you out of this house. Besides its graduation day and you need to be excited. So go get in the shower do your hair and I will be waiting for you downstairs. And you better get up Saraih" Honey said walking out of my room and pulling Chris along with her.
Honey's right. I need to get out of this house and just get some fresh air be happy about graduating. My child wouldn't want me to be sad so I'm going to try and get myself together. I know its only been 3 weeks but I need to try. I pulled myself out of the bed, stretching and then walking into the bathroom turning on the shower water. I stripped from my clothes and stepped into the shower. The water felt so good against my skin. After I washed my body, I put my hair under the water to wash it. After I had shampooed and conditioned, I washed everything out of my hair and pushed my hair from my face causing my hair to drape down my back. I stepped out the shower wrapping a towel around my hair and body then began to do my hygiene. I walked out of the bathroom and went into my closet to find something to wear. It was warm outside and I didn't know where Honey was taking me so, I wanted to be comfortable. I picked out a floral turquoise skater skirt, a brown tank top and brown sandals. I put on my clothes walking over to my mirror. I left my hair in its natural curly state since I don't feel like doing it. I wasn't putting make-up on so I just applied some EOS then looked at myself. I sighed trying to get myself together, grabbed my phone and purse then headed downstairs.
