Friends With Benefits (Complete)

Karma Can Take Anything Good Away In An Instant

Blood. So much fucking blood. Pain. The most unbearable pain in the world. I don't know if the pain was either coming from my stomach, or from my heart. I knew something was wrong automatically. I don't remember much except hearing screams as I collapsed to the floor. I remember gripping my stomach hoping that everything was all right.

 Someone, my guess was Logan, calling out my name and telling me everything was going to be okay. But I knew that nothing was going to be okay. The world is harsh and nothing is ever perfect. Karma is here for its revenge. For all the times I have ever hurt somebody, emotionally or physically. But nobody, I mean nobody deserves to lose something so dear to them. 

2 HOURS EARLIER

Logan and I have finally started to get along. He has taken me on several dates hoping for me and him to get together. But I know somewhere that it is very hard to trust him. He broke my heart into 1000 pieces. I wasn't mad at him for hurting me. I was mad at him for telling me to kill our child. 

As well as leaving me right after, calling me a whore and other names. He knew I had issues. But he didn't seem to care. He was too fucking selfish and caught up in his own damn world to even give a damn about another human being.

That day that he told me that he didn't want the baby, I noticed that the whole time he and I have been having a friend with benefits, he had been using me. On purpose, and as soon as something bad happens, he darts. 

My issues have set me apart from so many people. There is one that affects me the most. My terrible abandonment issues. When I was 4 years old, my real father left my mom and me and never came back. When I was that young I remember not being that close to my om. My father was my best friend, the one person in the world to whom I looked up to. 

But when he could no longer handle my mother and her nagging, he left. And later on started a new family someone else, leaving his old one behind. Not giving a damn about me or my mother. Which for the first time in my life, left me broken hearted.

 Logan promised me when we were younger that he would never leave me, no matter the circumstances. But he lied, he broke my heart and left me. And now here he is begging for forgiveness and telling me that he wants me back. When he truly never had me in the first place.

Logan claims that he loves me. I don't think that's true. He is lying to keep me happy. If he truly loved me, he wouldn't have left me. No matter how scared he was. He truly wants to be a good father, especially since he's fallen in love with our little baby boy. Logan loves hearing his little heartbeat and seeing him. 

After daydreaming during class I finally heard the bell ring. Now, this was my favorite bell to hear all day long, it was the lunch bell. God did I love food. Now, I'm not going to be that person who says "I'm so hungry because I'm eating for two". Because if you truly believe that then you are not that smart. Techainlyy you aren't eating for two, but I do get very very hungry.

As I started walking toward the cafeteria doors I saw Logan standing outside waiting for me. "Hey," he said before he kissed my cheek. I gave him a small smile and said hey back. Logan and I walked over to where the food was and each grabbed a hamburger and some fries.

 Earlier this morning Logan and I had went tot he doctor to check on the baby and the doctor said he was perfectly fine. But I knew as I was walking toward our table that the doctor was 100% wrong. I felt a sharp pain in my stomach and I dropped my food onto the flood with a loud crash.

Everybody turned to look at me. I gripped my stomach in pain. I called out for Logan and within seconds he was by my side. "What's wrong?" He asked me. 

"Something is wrong with the baby. I can tell." I said looking at him. I soon felt something wet run down my leg.

 I looked down and there was blood traveling down my leg. I screamed out as I collapsed to the floor. As I said before. I don't remember much after that. As time slowly passed I felt my baby's life slowly trickle away.

I could basically feel it's life drain away. It was such a weird and scary feeling. All I wanted to do was help him. But I knew I couldn't. I wanted to stop time and go back. I want to tell the doctor that she is wrong and that something is wrong with my baby. I would give up my life right now to save my baby. 

He means the world to me. I've never loved someone so much.