Letters to you

0.6 Emily

I f o n l y

E m i l y

His bright green eyes stared back at mine.

With a gasp, I close the white material looking back at my canvas. I was doing what I loved before my life went to shit. Paint.

I loved painting, especially the things I love. I couldn't tell you how many paintings I have of Daniel. The only guy I've ever loved besides Nick and my birth father of course.

I throw my white earbud back in my ear listening full blast to the Arctic Monkeys.

I paint slow strokes of orange onto his head. With pursed lips, I grab brown and fill in his eyes. This is what I imagined my baby James to look like

Daniel and I were so excited for our baby even if it was unplanned. After months of good pregnancy, a healthy relationship everything went downhill.

Daniel didn't come home that rainy night, he always came home and brought me that jar of Nutella I craved. If only I didn't leave that night if only he came home.

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I pull my black sleeves up covering my hands from the coldness surrounding me.

He is supposed to be home. Where is he?

With a sigh I grab my phone dialing his number for what seemed for the 100th time and get sent to voicemail immediately.

I stare out into the night looking at all the city lights, the only thing keeping me tame beside my baby boy.

With a smile, I rub my 4-month pregnant stomach whispering to him.

Rolling my eyes after waiting for him to at least call me back I grab the keys and go into the rainy night. The only place he could be at right now is his office.

After 20 minutes of driving, I go to his office getting stares. Probably from my big stomach.

Or so I thought.

I get to the wooden door and open it and with the sight, I see I hear a sob, come from me.

Daniel's on top of this women on his couch, fucking her. Once he hears the sobs his eyes open wide with fear.

I need to leave. I can't breathe.

With ragged breaths, I turn and leave the intoxicating room ignoring his yells.

I put the keys in the ignition with a blur as tears pour out of me.

We were happy! We were going to have our first baby out of the many.

Speeding I pull out onto the busy streets and the next thing I remember is hearing multiple horns and screams.

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