Lunar's Eclipse || Wattys 2019

Twenty Five: Space and Time

NATHAN'S P.O.V

I stand helpless as I watch Lunar drive out of the parking lot and probably out of my life.

It never occurred to me that she would leave.....And that it would hurt this much.

The past week was amazing, and everyday....every second I enjoyed it with her, more than I thought I would.

The move was quick...but it was a good decision, and the ultrasounds, hospital trips, everything drew me closer to her.

And now she was gone.

I sigh as I head back up and into my apartment. The minute I open the door, I feel her absence instantly.

The wardrobe is open and the space where her clothes hung is empty. Her pictures are gone, and her books and shoes....everything.

But her scent still lingered....that sweet scent of Lunar that was like lavender. I walk into the bathroom and realise her shampoo is still there, along with her bubble bath wash and even her shower cap.

Back in the bedroom, the huge shopping bag from 'Baby Hall' catches my eye and sit on the bed and I pick it up and empty the contents.

The soft fluffy baby socks, beanies, onesies, all fall out and I hold them close, breathing in the baby scent....wishing that they still had a purpose.

And there...in the silence of my room, I let the sadness consume me. I sit there, regretting, wishing, wondering.

We were going to have a baby...

We were going to move....

And now not only have I lost the baby....but possibly Lunar too.

After a while of sitting alone in silence....I finally get up and take a bit of liquid soap, adding it to the bowl of water Lunar got last night.

And then I kneel in front of the couch and scrub.

And scrub.

Until the blood is gone.

And the evidence of the pain.....washed away.

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LUNAR'S P.O.V

The drive back home is long and thoughts of Nathan run through my mind.

The look on his face when I left.

Why did he have to look like that?
Like I was breaking his heart?
Didn't he know I was breaking my heart too?
That I had to make us go through this pain.....so he could have a happy life?

So I don't jinx him?

Everything I did and every decision I made was for him....I just want him to be happy.

He has done so much for me and I just keep bringing him pain...it was better this way.

Apart.

Where I could figure myself out....before I got us anymore involved.

By the time I park the car into the driveway, it's almost noon. The house looks strange....like I haven't seen it for years, even though it was just a few months.

The inside is not even close to being dusty but I know have to clean...yet I wander around the house.

Memories dancing in my thoughts.

Like the day I finally spoke after Logan's death and we all went out to dinner.
The day I got an admission to college.
The day mum and Elena left for their flight...And she left me a list of groceries to buy on the coffee table.
The day their plane crashed....And dad broke the tv.