And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted
Then who the hell was I?
Cause now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
Skinny Love-Birdy
"Have she said anything yet"
"No, she won't talk anyone. Even me" A man said and he turned around showing his features, his long shaggy brown in different places, barely showing his eyes and white dress shirt wrinkled few buttons unbuttoned. He moved the hair out of his fair showing his bloodshot ultra mine blue eyes, no emotion but a cold stare.
"Don't worry Troy, she'll open up sooner or later"
"I hope so" Troy said to his darker skinned friend and turned back to the window, where wife clutched unto her pillow in fetal position and cried her beautiful eyes out. Another pain struck him, seeing his wife in despair, wanting to take the pain away but knew he couldn't.
He sighed before walking in the hospital room and sitting in the large chair.
"Ella, Baby" He reached to touch her but she slapped his hand away
"Go away, Troy" She croaked out, as she sobbed. The first words she said since the accident. There's a start, he thought
"Baby, I know it hard for you right now. But it will soon get better"
"How is it going to get better Troy. My son just died. My Baby is gone" She said finally showing her face, showing the visible purple bruises around her face, the large bandage covered her forehead, where her head hit the steering wheel and line of stitches above her lip. Even with bruises, matted hair, bloodshot eyes, and wearing a hospital gown. He still thought she the most gorgeous woman ever.
He sat back knowing there's nothing else to say. He sighed for a moment and he sat up taking his jacket off and shoes. And getting in the white hospital bed, knowing he might get trouble by nurses but he didn't care. He got in the bed, before taking her hands and kissing them softly. Then wrapping his arms around her waist caressing her back in circular motion and placing a delicate kiss to her forehead. He felt his shirt getting moist as she sobbed
"Were going to get through this, okay"
Gabriella sighed as she looked at watch, it was 2 am and Troy still wasn't home. It been two months since Noel's death. And all her and Troy did was argue, and he'll end up leaving and getting drunk. She froze when she heard a big crash downstairs. She stepped out her bed, the wooden door creaking as she walked. She grabbed the bat and snuck downstairs, that's when she heard giggling. She gasped when she saw a blonde haired woman on top on her husband.
"What the fuck is this" Gabriella screamed
Troy and the blonde girl jumped off each other. The blonde scared of Gabriella's cold stare, grabbed her stuff and ran out the door.
"Bye Candy" Troy slurred
"I can't believe you would actually cheat on me" Gabriella screamed
"Oh stop whining, all you do is whine, whine" Troy slurred and he stumbled over to the kitchen and slammed open the cabinet grabbing the liquor, before guzzling it down. The drink burning his throat and threw the bottle on the ground and looked up at his pissed wife.
"Hey baby. You know we haven't had sex in weeks" He slurred and stumbled towards her and she pushed him back
"That's it Troy, I'm sick of this. You act like you're the only one who hurt by Noel's death. Newsflash he was my son too"
"Oh shut up, for weeks you wouldn't even talk to me"
"I was hurting Troy"
"You know what, I'm done. Maybe 21 was early to marry, maybe everyone was right. Maybe I should went to New York like I was suppose to."
Maybe" She stopped and turned to face him at his drunken state
"Maybe this marriage wasn't meant to be" She grabbed her purse, heading towards the door and Troy rushed to her grabbing her arm
"Wait! I'll change, please don't leave me. I love you Gabriella "
"Goodbye, Troy. I love you"