Just realized the dirty joke omfg
I closed the door to the house we lived in, me and Reaper. I just got do with my waitress job and I just found out the big news. I was pregnant. I didn't really know how to act, but I just wanted to relax for a bit. But I couldn't. I had to get the house clean, and Reaper's food prepared, and take care of myself. I looked at a picture of us. It was our wedding picture. We looked so happy and so hopeful. Till I knew his real self. The one that drinks all night and day and the one who sexually abuses me everyday not caring what I think. What I do, what I have to deal with. But after four years, I was use to it. Till one day, I got pregnant. I didn't want to tell him, because I was afraid he would hurt me. Since he didn't know, he went on going hard on me. He killed the kid without it even getting my own body. I looked at the soul. It was gonna survive this time, and I was sure of it.
Suddenly the door whacked open. He came in, spreading the smell of alcohol around the house. He already was starting to trash the place up. I didn't real mind though. It was funny to me how most weddings were together because the love each other's body. Reaper was handsome, no doubt about it, but if you cared about personality, he was not for you. He said he loved me for my body, but I didn't really know what made me beautiful. Well, it was time. To tell him the big news. I slowly walked up to him. He looked up at me with a drunken expression. "What is it, babe?" He slurred. I felt uncomfortable, but I had to tell him. "W-Well, Reaper, I n-need to tell some important news. I-I'm pregnant." I finally said. A bead of sweat poured down my skull. Soon, I dodged a bony fist. "You son of a bitch! You're just making an excuse so you won't get fucked by me! LIKE YOURE AN EXCUSE FOR A WHORE WIFE!!" He threw a bottle at me. I covered my arm so the glass only hit my arm. It hurt like hell, but it was the arm, or the baby. He yelled at me for a bit then screamed "THATS IT!! THATS FUCKING IT! IM LEAVING TO A PLACE WITHOUT A SHITTY POPULATION LIKE YOU AND YOUR FAMILY!" He slammed the door. Normally, I would not care, but he just made fun of my dead family. I silently sat on the couch and cried. I tried to stop, but I just couldn't. It was like one of those things your body does automatically. I felt terrible. But he was right, I was a shitty woman anyways, I had no use.
I looked at the picture I saw earlier that day of our wedding. Our wedding that had no meaning, I thought to myself. I tore out the part that had him and I looked at myself. The me that never knew what was coming. I summoned the soul and gently pet it. I could tell it already had a crack in it because of Reaper. "Shush, little baby," I gently sang in a unstable voice. I was on the verge of tears again. But I said to myself, there's no use crying about it
Time skip and Reaps POV
I looked at the mirror and remembered the time when I actually loved myself, and pampered myself. Yes, I loved myself. I still look at myself and wonder what the fuck did I do wrong? Right. It was when I was a drunk, shitty me and I broke up with the only person that actually cared about me. I still remember the day we had our picture taken on our meaningless wedding. I just hope he's okay, pampering himself, loving himself, and that child I left him. Because back then I was a huge dick. I still had to go and teach those seventh graders, instead of moaning. I dressed up and went over to the school.
"Okay, class, we have a new student t-today. New student, please tell us about you." I looked over at the new student. He looked at me like I was crazy or something, till I gestured him to talk. He made a 'ohhhh' face and started. "U-Uh, my name is Goth, I live in... a house doi, I like to read, and that's...all." He looked back at me. I had to say, he did look familiar. After class, I went to the office to pick up this skelly's paper's with other teachers. I look at his papers.
