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*5 months later*
Erika's POV- it's been 5 months since JJ died and all I do is lay in bed and cry. Jake cries too but not as much anymore. He's definitely better at grieving. I barely eat anything and they said their going to kill a goat. I don't believe them. The next thing they said was their going to tie me to a chair and make me eat like WTH! Let me die already. They say I've lost too much weight and I'm not healthy. Well neither was JJ so maybe I'll be with JJ soon. I just want my baby back that's all I want. He didn't deserve to die. He was so little, cute, and innocent. He did nothing wrong and he was taken from me. BULL SHIT. I get interrupted from my thoughts to Jake picking me up and carrying me downstairs. I kick and scream for him to put me down but he's too strong so I just give up. He takes me to the kitchen and sits me in the chair with everyone surrounding me. He then puts a bowel of fruit in front of me and tells me to eat. I refuse and just sit there. Jake then sits beside me and begs me to eat. I finally eat the bowel of fruit and I push it off the table letting it break into a million pieces. I get up and push the chair into the table like nothing happened then go upstairs. Everyone just stands in shock over my actions. I go to mine and Jakes room where I lay in bed and watch Netflix for the rest of the day.

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