Step Brother 2: Jealousy (Completed)

Twenty Two

*Short Note*

Almost 50% of women will, or have miscarried at least once in their lives. Some may never even know it.
So although Step brother 1 & 2 has topics, and part of the storyline surrounding the loss of an unborn baby, and the loss of a birthed baby, I know it's a sensitive topic, but it's a topic that isn't spoke of enough. Many women deal with a miscarriage alone, feeling like they can't grieve, simply because many will never understand grieving for a baby they had never met, or simply because the pregnancy was very early on.
I guess part of this storyline is my own way of dealing with my loss, something I've never done, nor did I feel like I could do. So for those who may find reading this hard, or those who haven't dealt with their loss, I'm so sorry. My dm's are always open. ❤️

I sat unable to speak as I watched him walk away. The doctor had gave me a sedative, making me unable to speak.
I could barely move. All my body could do was cry silently. There was so much I wanted to say. I had the urge to scream but, nothing would leave my mouth.

Around fifteen minutes later Logan entered the room. He stood by the doorway with his arms folded.
He looked defeated.

"He left because he wants to keep you safe. You'll stay because you want to keep him alive." I wanted to scream at him. I wanted to jump up and pound his face in, but I had no control over myself at this point.

"He's taking Kaida. And you, and that baby will stay with me. We will start over." His finger pointed towards my stomach. I wanted to ask how I didn't lose the baby? I was almost certain I did. But then, I grew angry. He was letting Rome take our child away. He was dumb if he thought we could start all over again. I didn't want him. I wanted Kaida, and Rome. I didn't love him anymore. I hated him, if anything.

"I know there is so much you want to say now. But, in time you'll see it differently. This way everyone is safe. Safe means everyone is happy. You will be happy, but it takes time to be happy."

In time... I'll never be happy with you.

There was a day I was.

I thought my life was picture perfect.

I couldn't see the cracks in my perfect life.

Makes me wonder where they always there? Maybe I was too blind to see it? Maybe I seen it, but ignored it?

There was a time I chose you, over the one man who did truly love me unconditionally.

A man whose heart I shattered, yet he never once wanted to hurt me. And even when he did, he regretted it every-day.
He was a man that thought me my worth, he thought me love, but most of all he truly made me happy whenever he was near.

Then there was you, a man who knew how to work my body, who for me it was at first sexual and no more.
I fooled myself into believing you were more.
But, you were a distraction, you distracted me from the pain I carried around, when I think back it was never really love. It was comfort, and safety that I wanted someone to love me. Someone who would stay.
You were there, and I clung to you with my life, because I was scared of being alone again. So I confused my need for love, with thinking what we had was love.

I loved the man you were, but I was never in love with you.
We both knew deep down my heart would always belong to him, maybe that's why you've became a monster, because you didn't want to admit it, but when he returned you could no longer ignore it.