Wrong Jail Cell

Just....Breathe

As I got out of bed I heard a big slam at the door downstairs. Being the nosy person I am I decided to check out what the noise was. As I was walking down stairs I felt a stare directly through me. The air was so thick a chainsaw couldn't cut through it. As I walked all the way downstairs I felt a pull at my hair making me whimper. As salty substance rolled down my face as my vision got blurry. But I could make out the figure that was standing above me. It was the one and only Princeton. As he dragged my body upstairs into my room. He stared at me like he was reading me. As he was through with that he escaped through my window. That was wierd. I managed to get to the phone and call Jacob but my phone didn't have any service.

   What the hell is going on. As I looked down at the bed I saw a wet,red, liquid substance that seemed like blood.  Maybe I'm on my period, I thought to myself. But then I realised that I was pregnant, I cant have my period. I pulled the cover off I saw a head. I jumped back in fear. As I totally pulled the cover off I discovered a baby's body. But then it hit me. It was my baby's body. It was Brooklyn's body. My first baby. She's dead. Never coming back to life. Dead, gone, never coming back. I sat there with her in my arms. Rocking back forth. "I miss u already." I knew she wouldn't respond. Then I heard a door slam again. I went downstairs only to see Jacob with lipstick on his collar.

  Stumbling all over the place he finally came over to me and gave me a sloppy kiss. "Hoooww are you doing baby?", he said trying to pull down my boyshorts. I struggled to pull them back up and it worked. I backed up into the corner. "Jacob you're drunk", I said as waterfalls came crashing down. ", and you cheated along with that. "C'mon baby I'm ight", he said pulling his shirt off. "U left me and your daughter and now she's dead." After I said that he stopped. "I bet Princeton killed her", he said as a tear slowly came down his perfect jaw line. I looked down. "This is all your fault." I looked up. ",if u hadn't talked to Princeton maybe Brooklyn would still be alive. But noo u just had to give him our address", he shouted at me making me flinch. I cried harder. Jacob slapped me. "Shut the fuck up u wasn't cryin that hard when our daughter died."

  "Plz stop Jacob", I pleaded. He just punched me in my face. I crouched down holding my face. He spit on me and kicked my side. "Please Jacob stop im pregnant. You know that", I yelled.  "So, that ain't my baby. I can care less."  That hurt me emotionally, and physically. Then my vision got blurry again. As everything around me spun I started to black out. I tried to stay awake as Jacob kept hitting me. When he was done he spit in my face and said, "Nobody will love you, you're a worthless bitch. I hope you burn in hell." He spit in my face once again and kicked my stomach with his timberland boot as he walked away. As I looked down I saw blood coming from 'down there'. Right then I knew I had a miscarriage. I thought Jacob wanted this baby. I thought he loved me. I just thought. Now he killed an unborn life.

  I felt like I wanted to die I felt like......nothing. My eyes held no emotions. As I crawled upstairs, I decided to go to the bathroom. I held a razor to my wrist and cut once, deep and hard. As I cut myself I said words that I didn't know that would come out my life anytime soon. "One for Brooklyn, one for being nothing, one for being worthless, one for not listening, one for being helpless, and last but not least one for De'Andre. Im gonna see ya'll. Don't worry." I passed out everything went black. I woke up in a cold sweat realizing that it was just a dream. Thank god. I looked beside me and saw Jacob craddling Brooklyn. I looked at his collar. No lipstick. I looked at my wrist. No cuts. I looked at the bed sheets. No blood. Then I looked at my stomach. Still growing. Thank god it was just a dream. I fell back asleep.

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Yall thought I was really gon kill the babies? -_- U all must be crazy. But your welcome, it was all just a dream. -Aliya