only a month

Last chance...

It's been two weeks since we found out we were having two baby boys. Honestly everyday I get more and more excited for my little Luke and Noah. Hayes on the other hand... he's been out almost every night, coming home either drunk or high. We've been fighting a lot lately because I feel like he has to be more mature and he keeps saying he's a kid and he wants to love his life blah blah blah. Last night he came home drunk and I was pissed. Things got worse and he hit me. Yes he hit me. Smacked me clear across the face. I was tempted to call the cops but I love hayes and I couldn't hurt him like that. Sure he hurt me multiple times but I'm trying to see past all that. Now me and him aren't talking and I'm starting to think whether or not he's right for me. It's just one of those days I guess.

Later that night

"GODDAMN IT SOPH." Said a drunken hayes. "Hayes I don't know what I did..." I replied thru tears. "GOD WHY AM I WITH YOU? I DONT LOVE YOU ANYMORE SOPH." he shouted. "hayes... you don't mean that...do you?" I asked with tears rolling down my face. "YES I MEAN IT SOPH. I DONT WANT THESE STUPID KIDS. I DONT WANT YOU. GOODBYE." He screamed while running to the room. A few minutes later he came out with a suit case and told me to stop crying. I couldn't. He left me. What now? Now I'm a single mom. I've told him before that he had one last chance. He blew it. I did what I had to do. I called my only friend. My aunt. She answered immediately. "What did Hayes do to you?! Come to the house immediately!" She said as if reading my mind. I replied with an 'okay' and packed a few things. I drove to her house and decided to pick up some food for dinner. When I got to her house I just sat in the car for a few minutes. I went inside and she jumped up and hugged me rIght away. I haven't really seen her since my dad died. So we had a lot of catching up to do. She asked about my pregnancy and said how beautiful it was that I was carrying lives inside of me. She is infertile so she has never experienced this type of thing. I mean yeah she adopted a little girl but still, it's not the same as witnessing the growth of your child. She was amazed by it all and asked if I would like to live with her for a while. I thought about it for a while and responded with "how much do I have to pay each month?" She just laughed and said I wouldn't have to pay as long as I helped with Kelli ,her daughter, and I agreed. The rest of the night we just talked about life and what's been going on. I decided to go to the house tomorrow to get more things. While she was talking I just stared at her amazed. She was my aunt. This gorgeous single mother. She's come so far and I'm so proud to call her my aunt. I hoped one day I could be like her and prove to my boys that I didn't need another man to be happy. Right now my babies were all I was worried about. She asked what I was gonna name the boys. I smiled and relied. "Luke Joshua Gomez and Noah Sergio Gomez." I decided to give the boys my last name since I didn't want Hayes here. Like I'm not trying to be rude. It's just I can't have my boys have a bad influence (Hayes). My aunt asked what happened so I told her. I told her everything. I told her about him hitting me. I just let it all out while the tears rolled down my cheeks. "He ruined his last chance..." I said.

Hey guys. Sorry bout the wait. Buuuut I finally updated. Hope you like it 🙈😌❤️ bye