Our lost love {A.I}

Chapter 3

Its been three days since Bailey was put in the hospital. The doctors and I decided that it was finally time to let her go. Everyone had left the room so it was just me and her, I dont think i've ever cried harder. My heart hurt so much knowing that I would watch my pride and joy take her last breath. "Why, why did this happen to you, why did this happen to me?!" I yelled into my hands.

I wish I knew who did this to her. I swear to god I would beat the shit out of them.

I layed with Bailey and cried no stop for about a half and hour, I wish I could stay longer but I knew there were other people who would like to say goodbye.

One by one people weaved in and out of the hospital room each saying goodbye to a person that didnt deserve to be dying today.

Her parents hadn't called me at all which was strange. I havn't even texted them to tell them, I just cant get myself to do it.

Everyone sat in silent around her bed waiting for the doctor to come in. No one cried, no one moved, we were all just empty.

I finally leaned down whispering, "I love you my beautiful sunshine." into her ear not caring if someone heard. I kissed her soft parted lips one last time knowing I would never see her gorgeous smile and eyes again. I would never hear her cute little giggle she did when I cracked one of my herendous jokes. I would never hear her whisper goodmorning into my ear in her morning voice that I always found very attractive. I would never feel her body intertwined with mine on the couch as I softly sang to her. "God i'm a wreck" I thought to myself.

At 2:59, September 21, 2014 Bailey Ann Marie was put to rest. She lived for 18 beautiful years and I was so thankful to be a part of one of those years, I just wish ee could have had more to come.

I was an absolute mess, I didnt leave my house, I couldnt sleep or eat anything without feeling sick to my stomach. All I was was numb.

I had to have Luke tell Baileys parents abot her passing because it was just to much for me to handle. I havent even seen her parents since she died...Frankly I havent seen anyone.

A couple weeks after Bailey died I decided to check myself into a counciling office. It didnt exaclty help, I still felt sick to my stomach all the time, I didnt even wanna speak to anyone so my counciler suggested I try righting in a diary so hear it goes I guess..

(Hello I cried a teeny bit righting this): the rest of my story will be what ashton rights in his diary so I hope you like it thanks for reading this (only like 5 people ) xoxo)