Sequel to: Do You Think I'm Okay?
💗🏅NUMBER 1 IN #notokay🏅💗
Last time we spoke, I was telling you about how cliche my life is- was.
I was telling you how I'm an actress and model, a celebrity alongside Emma Watson, Daniel Radcliffe, Tom Felton...
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Im fucking sobbing you guys don't even know. You guys, I know I thank you all, all the time, and you guys are the ones that got me to #1, but I work so fucking hard, writing chapter after chapter. I know I don't update often, and it always isn't that long, and I'm sorry for that, but omg when I do update, I try to make it the best for you guys. This reward is the best I've ever gotten. In celebration; this chapter will be 1000+ words. (Plus a little poem I wrote myself 😉)
Enjoy my lovelies. We deserve it.
Precious Pineapple of the Day: All of you 💗💖💕💘💞💝💓
Anyways, on with the heartbreak 💔
My lungs burn, I didn't know how to properly process what I just heard. Yeah; I knew he loved me, but to that extent, especially after what he pulled when I.. when I told him..
He was just scared. I mean, who wouldn't be? Your girlfriend of only a month or two tells you she's pregnant after only fucking once? Personally, I'd be shitting myself.
"I-I'm sorry Tom, I-" "No; shut up. You have every right to be mad at me. What I did to you, and- and our baby.." He stared off into the air, losing himself for a second.
"I couldn't even look in a mirror, scared to see the fucking monster that I was- that I, that I am." His blue eyes sparkled with sincerity, making my heart shatter in pity.
I reached out my hand to him, wincing at the sheer screaming pain that ran through my limbs, pulling him by his wrist to sit on my hospital bed. He flinched at my touch, half expecting me to slap him.
But soon, he melted into my fingertips, sliding onto the bedside. He stared at me with curiosity, wondering what my next actions or words would be.
"You're not a monster, Tom."
His eyes widened, his jaw slacking. He stiffened, closing his mouth in realization that he just looked like an idiot. I giggled quietly, the vibrations hurting my cloth bound arms.
"Y/N, yes I am-" "No, Tom. You're not. A monster, wouldn't have even shown up here when he was alerted that his pregnant girlfriend tried to commit suicide, and was now was in the ER." His red eyes glittered with fresh tears. I honestly didn't know how he wasn't dehydrated at this point.
"A monster, would've left me to die. A monster would still be able to look at himself after doing something so horrible. A monster, isn't you, Tom."
