Skie's P.o.v.:
It's been almost a month since my dad, Lexus, and Rain visited. Having them here was amazing and I missed all of them so so much. I really hope they come back to visit us again soon and hopefully this time i can plan something for us all to do so we don't have to come up with something on the spot.
While they were all here I had a doctors appointment and Lexus came with me. I think maybe when I'm giving birth, I want Lexus, Grayson and his mum there. I was going to invite my dad, but I know he won't be able to sit and watch without fainting. But he will definitely come in after the baby is born. We found out the baby is perfectly healthy and that i'm a little over five months pregnant, but since that was about a month ago, i'm now 6 months! I'm still trying to decide on names, but it's hard because I decided I don't want to know the gender of my baby until he or she is actually born.
When Rain, Lex, and Dad were here we didn't do very much since it was all unplanned with me. But we went to the zoo and the cinema a few times, Rain and I have gotten so much closer and Grayson seems to get along great with my dad. Rain, Lexus, and I had a girls day while the guys hung around the house just hanging out and when we got back they were watching football and screaming at the tv. Life's been going really great lately and I wasn't feeling as terrible as usual. It's been a few months since i've cut or even wanted to, so I guess you could say i'm doing better. There are times where i've thought I was worthless and hopeless, but with Grayson with me, I get through it.
*Trigger warning*
But about a week ago , Grayson and I got in a huge fight. He saw my phone and saw that my ex Felix has been texting me. He got really mad at me for not telling him that Felix has been harassing me and threatening me. Gray is bipolar but I didn't think he'd get mad at me for something so stupid. I mean yeah, I could have told him, but I never got around to it and even when I had the chance, I didn't know what to say. I haven't seen Grayson at all this week and I have no idea if he's still mad or where he even is. I'm so fucking worried and I hope he comes home soon. I don't know how to cope with anything when he isn't around. I almost fell back into taking pills to get high but for the baby, I held myself back. I can't deny that I haven't cut though.
Cuts littered my arms and legs. If Grayson found out he would be devastated and put me in a mental hospital until the baby was born just to make sure I won't harm the baby. I would never hurt my baby, but it's hard to not hurt myself.
It's about 1 am and I'm absolutely exhausted so I changed into grey sweatpants and a loose light blue t-shirt. I was just about to lay down to go to sleep when my phone started ringing. I picked it up and it said unknown caller, figuring it might be Grayson, I answered.
"Hello?", I said, slightly hopeful. There was silence for a few seconds and I was about to hang up when a woman began talking. "Hello, Skielynn Xavier?". "Yes, this is her," I replied confused. "This is the hospital in West Cheshire. We have your fiance Grayson Woods here, he tried to commit suicide. He currently is stable, but would you please--". That's all I heard before I hung up, threw a jacket and shoes on and hopped into my car and sped to the hospital. By the time I got there it was 1:45am. I parked the car and ran into the hospital as fast as I could. "Grayson Woods? What room is he in?!", I practically yelled at the receptionist. "He's in room 261.", the old woman said in a monotone voice.
When i walked into his room, he was laying on a bed asleep. I couldn't stop crying for the life of me. The baby kicked and I held my stomach and rubbed it gently. After awhile of standing next to his bed, I decided I better sit down so I sat on the couch across the room from him. A doctor came in and was asking about who I was and told me Grayson should be waking up any moment now. The doctor, Dr. Laura, said that Grayson had deep cuts all up his arms, most of which needed stitches, and that he swallowed a bunch of pills and downed it all with vodka in attempt of killing himself. Some random person saw him laying on the grass in a secluded area of the park and called the police.
*Grayson's P.O.V.*
I woke up and I was blinded instantly. Why the hell is it so bright in here? Where am I? I blinked a few times trying to get used to the light and I sat up slowly. I felt a sharp pain run up my arms and neck, I looked down at my arms and they were covered in bandages. Shit. I'm not dead. But I should be..I was such an asshole to Skielynn for no reason. I don't even know why I got mad at her for not telling me. I mean, yeah, I was upset about it but I should've handled the situation better. I guess everything is just so overwhelming. A baby, trying to support Skie, hearin that Felix is fucking around, all on top of being depressed.
I heard a faint sobbing coming from across the room, I looked over and Skie was curled up in the corning crying, hugging her knees to her chest and rubbing her stomach gently. She was rocking back and forth, mumbling "I-it's o-okay, baby. Daddy's gonna be okay. He won't leave us. H-he won't leave us." "Skie?", I pushed out only loud enough for her to hear me. Her head shot up and more tears rolled down her ivory cheeks. "Come here, love. I'm so sorry..", I said just above a whisper. Skie got up slowly and shuffled over to the bed I was in and laid next to me in it. I didn't know what to say, and I guess she didn't either because we didn't talk at all. We just laid there until we fell asleep, with my arms around her and her head buried in my chest. No words could make up for the emotional pain i've put her through. No actions could make up for it in an instant. Ladies and gentlemen, I've royally fucked up.
