𝖬𝖤𝖫𝖵𝖡𝖱𝖮𝖪𝖤 𝖱𝖮𝖠𝖣. | Original Story

DRINK TWENTY-ONE

TRAYTON BARNES ✔️

When I had waken up the next day after everything had taken place yesterday, I turned to my side to see Samantha sleeping with a bruise on her cheek. Then I had gotten the flashback of throwing out Sonya and the look on her face when I slammed that door.

She looked heartbroken, and it broke me. I just wanted to pick her up and hold her and beg the heavens that she forgives me and I promise her I'll never hurt her again to which I exceed to do.

I never wanted to hurt her, but I had a child on the line no matter if I hate the woman that carries them, I still have to protect what's apart of me by any costs.

I had gotten out of bed early and went to Randle's old room pulling out all of his nursery things and setting them up. I remember how I felt like this is where Sonya and I'd be at sometime in our life.

Imagining use to be so much fun, until you have to come back down to your failing reality. Thinking I started new with a woman that loved me for me instead of ending up with the woman that had broken me down to a shell of myself.

I take my mind off things and keep fixing up the room.

" Trayton. . . " I heard Samantha call.

" Yeah. " I responded plainly without turning.

" I don't want to use Randle's old crib and things for this baby. " She said.

" Well do you have the funds to buy the new room needs for the baby?, " I asked sounding a bit annoyed.

" No, but just use your check this month for the baby's things, it's not a big deal. " She said sounding as if she didn't have a care in the world.

" I don't have it, I used it for food, rent, my car and other things. " I said and I heard her scoff.

" You know you're so damn selfish sometimes, all you ever do is think of yourself. That's why I left you in the first place, can't even think about what your child needs!, " She nagged sounding irritated.

" Before you came back and ruined my life, I didn't have a child to think about!, " I yelled annoyed and turned to see her standing with her hand over her mouth and tears trying to build in her eyes.

I quickly got up and walked past her, I couldn't deal with an argument not even a full day into getting together. I had put on my shoes and jacket before grabbing my keys and walking out and getting in the car.

I had been driving around aimlessly just to clear my mind and when I stopped, I looked around to see where I was–I was at 'The Drunken Paradise.'

Where everything had started, I looked in the lot remembering where I stood shaking with those flowers in hand waiting for her to come out.

Everything was going great. . .

It was so fucking great!

I angrily hit the steering wheel feeling the tears starting to fill my eyes, I had let them fallen as I gripped my hair in anger making a new mess of it.

Why did I have to fuck up!

Why do I continuously have to fuck up!

Why can't I keep anything stable!

IM SO FUCKING SORRY SONYA!

I'm sorry I told you I loved you yet here I am with a new woman going to give her everything I wanted to give you.

I'm sorry that continuously have to be the man that hurts you!

I'm sorry that I am so weak! I'm so weak! I'm sorry!

I'm sorry that. . .

I'm just so sorry I lost you Sonya.

" I love you Sonya, I always have and always will, and I'm so sorry for that. "

I'm sorry.