Broken Inside - Completed!!

Lies, spies, and cries.

                                                             Molli's POV

I started shaking as I walked up the steps to Sophie's house. She would always take me in. She told me she would if things ever got bad. I shakily reached out and rang the doorbell. Sophie opened the door, and her eyes got huge.

"Woah, Molli?" She asked squinting and leaning closer.

"Haha... Uh yeah... It's me" I smiled weakly/nevously. She imediately went back to her normal self.

"What brings ya here?"

"I left Dahvie."

"You... What?" She asked, her eyes getting huge.

"Am I not speaking english? Fine, I will tell you in spanish. I. izquierda. Dahvie. Allí, usted feliz ahora?!?!" (Use Google Translate xD)

"¿Qué? ¿Estás loco?!?! ¿Por qué diablos te dejaría dejar Dahvie??! ¿Cuál es tu motivación??!" Sometimes Sophie freaks out in spanish.

"Can I come in?"

"Yeah" we walk over to the couch and I sit down and explain everything.

"Okay, well first, Dahvie's been acting weird. And a couple weeks ago he came home at 9 am, when he had been out since 10 that night. Which was werid, because he's normally home by at least 5 am. I was worried sick about him, and we got into a fight. 'I cannot BELIEVE you were out almost 10 HOURS, why the hell are you so late coming home!?!?!' I had yelled at him, 'Because, it.. it doesn't matter. I just got drunk and woke up in a ditch is all. Please don't be mad' he had said and just looked down. I was so pissed that I said something that still makes me cringe, Sophie. I told him, 'I will never forgive you if you're lying. And if you fucked some slut, I'll make you hurt so bad you wouldn't even know what's coming.' he was completely confused. I only told him today about the baby. But then, I knew I was pregnant, and I didn't want him knowing yet. And I was just threatening to kill the baby. So after that, the next few days I spent in solitude. I had Jayy bringing me food that wouldn't upset the baby, and I only got out of bed to go to the bathroom. I slept, ate, and pissed. On top of puking because of morning sickness. And I kinda did.... These..." I say, holding out my wrists, and exposing the scars. Sophie gasped. She looked like she was trying to say something, but wasn't saying a word. "Anyways," I continued. "I got bored of that, so I came out and started being myself. Only I completely ignored Dahvie. Until this morning, when he came in and asked me if I were pregnant. That was when I had finally decided to stop ignoring him. I told him I was having a baby, and he seemed happy. But, I think he might of been more happy that I was having a baby, more than he was about being a father. It kind of made me want to burst into tears. Then he proposed." Sophie gasped. "Yeah yeah, hard to believe. And yeah, I'm not wearing the ring. I did say yes by the way. But when I left, I just didn't have the heart to keep it with me. I think he should give it to the person he loves. Anyways, I said yes. And he told me that he loved me and shit. Then the phone rang and he ran off to the hospital and I got Jayy and Sam to come with me." Sophie asked who Sam was. "Oh, Jayy's boyfriend. Anyways, we get to the hospital, and Dahvie's upset. He talked a little, but not much. Then I hugged him and tried comforting him, but when the doctor came out he threw me on the floor. The doctor told us Mr. Torres is dead and Dahvie went to comfort his mother. Jayy and Sam were gonna leave anyways, so I went with them. I got home, and I couldn't take it. Dahvie is turning me into a giant stress ball. I packed up my shit, and came to see if I can live with you?" Sophie looked completely dazed.

"Well yeah. Of course you can! I still have your room the way you left it." Sophie smiled widely. "Welcome back Mol, welcome back. I'll go get your crap." She said, getting up and going outside. My phone buzzed and I looked to see Jayy calling me.

"Hey Jayy." I said sadly.

"Where are you!?!?! You're stuff is gone, and so is you! And all there is is this stupid note you left Dahvie! Why would you-" I cut him off

"I left. I'm done with his shit. You saw the way he treated me. And you heard the fight we had a week ago!"

"Where. Are. You?"

"My cousin Sophie's house, why?"

"I'm coming to get you!" He said then before I could say anything he hung up. I sighed and went to my old room. I slowly opened the door, half expecting to see a complete mess, but what I find is way different. My walls are still black. My fuzzy black and green toxic carpet was still covering the entire floor. My green and black desk with chair was still there. As was my giant toxic sign in green on the ceiling. My bathroom was the same as well. It feels great to be back home after almost two years.