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Jae'lynn's POV

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Jae'lynn's POV.
5:00AM.
December 22.

Staring in the ceiling as tears cloud my vision, they kept on falling.

It's 5am and I haven't slept since yesterday. I know I said I wouldn't be too hard on my self but losing my first child is traumatizing.

I knew I probably did because of the tissue passing and the excessive blood but now that it's a reality it's like I can't accept it.

I felt even more violated as they cleaned the remains out yesterday.

He hasn't looked me in the eyes properly and I know he's somewhat upset because it's his first child.

And he's allowed to be because I am too.

Easing out of the bed I felt a hand pull me back as my face collided with his chest.

"Where you going mami?" He asked, his sleepy voice raspy as he kissed away my tears.

"To the bathroom." I said trying to find an excuse to go cry.

"If you're crying, I'm crying. So no, none a dat." He said patting my back as I cried into his chest.

"I'm really not okay, and mi know since yesterday mi a tell everybody seh mi alright but I'm not." I sniffled as he nodded kissing my forehead.

"I know mami, I know. And mi nuh upset mi jus never wah mek yuh feel worse dan how yuh already feel. Yuh wah mi run yah bath?" He asked kissing my shoulders as I nodded.

Hood mi wah, but that woulda insensitive.

"Alright, mi soon come." He says as I nodded.

Getting out the bed, I admired him walking away.

Him av the big ood walk.

Real bad.

Before I knew it, I felt my self being lifted up from where I sat on the bed.

Wrapping my legs around him, my eyes watered when we entered the bathroom seeing the candles around the bathtub.

Wait-

"Electrical candles, we nah burn dung the house." He said as I laughed at how well he knew me.

Taking his time to strip me, he continuously kissed my forehead and lips.

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