Once in a lifetime.

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Look I know the song is about a brother and a sister but just imagine it's not lol. The song is just so perfect for Cayden's personality 🥺

January
Juliet

I storm out of the doctor's office letting the door slam behind me. The faster I walk the quicker the fog comes out of my mouth. I don't worry about Elenore, I know she is right behind me. As I am heading for the car I reach for my phone, when I realize that I don't have it I let out a little scream.

"You left without paying."

I hear her voice from behind me, I turn to face her putting my hand out. "Phone please."
She catches up to me and places it in my hand. "I paid your bill, so you're welcome."

"Sorry, thanks," I say unlocking my phone and typing in the number I know by heart. When El unlocks the car I slide in, I just need to hear his voice. His sweet monotone voice.

"Hello?" The deep voice is slightly comforting.

"I need you. Can you....can you come over? I mean if you can't you don't have to.."

"No, I'll, um. I'll figure it out. I'm on my way. Are you alright?"

I blink as fast as possible, looking toward the sun. "No. I..."

"Stop, it's okay. I'm on my way." I hang up.

We are silent all the way to my house. I keep my head on the glass watching as the houses and trees fly by. "I'm sorry Jules." Her voice was soft.

"Please El, I don't wanna talk about it." I let a breath out and I've already started crying. "I can't tell anyone, I don't know how to tell anyone. I didn't know how much I wanted this baby until it was gone and I just...." Eleanor pulls up in front of my house and parks. She leans over and hugs me. "I don't want to cry because I feel like I have to do it with him." She nods.

"Jules, I don't want you to worry about this now, but I know the gender, I asked before I left. Don't be mad, I just thought you'd want to know. If you wanna do something with it, call me, we can talk. I love you."

Now I'm the one nodding. "Thank you."

"Of course."

Up in my room, I pace, waiting for the text. While I wait I stare at the picture. Just as my mind is starting to get the better of me my phone chimes.

Sent: 6:41
Tomorrow at 5 am, I'll be there by noon.

I exhale, trying to push out all of my nerves. He's coming and he's going to make it better. I know he will.

I wake up to my phone buzzing. I barely slept last night, I spent the whole night thinking. Sleep wasn't gracing its presence until around three in the morning.
I tried not to think the whole time, I tried not to cry, I didn't even really want to feel. Crazy thoughts were flying around in my head. 'Does this mean I can drink?' I wondered once. But even if I could, would I want to? I throw my phone onto my bed after reading the text

Sent: 12:02
Outside

I race downstairs and open the door, I fling myself into his arms and begin to cry. I didn't put a coat or shoes on and as the cold air had fully surrounded me, I'm mentally kicking myself. I let out everything I have been holding in, my sobs are both equally angry and heartbroken.