I M A G I N E S G A L O R E

Uneasy.

An Odell Beckham Jr imagine.

Look how fine my baby's looking. 😭😻😻

Y/N

I brushed down my black maxi dress while looking at myself in the mirror. It still puzzled me how a few months ago, there was a child in my belly. I felt numb.

As if a part of my body was ripped and I couldn't do anything about it. Odell revealed himself behind me, his hands finding their way around my waist.

I slowly pried them off, tearing up. I couldn't let him hold me. It was hard and it brought back all the memories. I opened my mouth to say something.

"Shhh. You ain't gotta say anything right now. It's okay baby."

I teared up even more.

"It's my fault." I trailed off.

"You couldn't have prevented your father from passing and you definitely couldn't have pretended like you were okay even when you weren't. I know it's hard for you because it's hard for me too. But maybe it's all in God's plan."

"Don't tell me about that right now Odell. I feel so... numb. I don't think I'll be able to go to your mom's today. I can't." I softly sobbed.

He tightly held my hand and brushed it. It was the only way I would let him touch me anyway.

"It's just ma, Pops and Jazzy. I swear we'll leave the minute you want to. Yeah?" He reassured me and I slowly nodded.

He wiped my tears, leaving me with bloodshot eyes.

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Odell

We were sitting outside on the porch, having lunch. Everyone was trying so hard not to be awkward or say the wrong thing but Y/N was simply in her own world. It hurt me so bad to see my wife in this state, all because of the stress of losing her father.

I was dying inside and I can't pretend like I didn't have nights where I cried myself to sleep too, but I had to stay strong so that Y/N wouldn't slip into depression again.

"So Y/N, have you tried the new Kylie Money palette? I think it has really great colors for your skin tone..." Jazzy said, breaking the awkward silence that was interrupted here and there by cutlery clicking on the plates.

Y/N looked up from her food and weakly smiled at Jazz, her wild curls being blown by the cool breeze.

"Not yet. I'll check it out."

We finished eating and Ma cleared the plates along with Jazmin. Y/N usually helped but she obviously couldn't do much now.

"So son, how is practice going? Been a minute since y'all visited since moving to Cleveland." Senior asked.

We ended up going deep into the game talk and I didn't even notice my phone vibrate.

Wifey😻💍: I don't feel good. I'm gonna go sit in the car.

I looked up at her before placing my hand on her thigh.

"You want us to leave?" I whispered.