Just to let you all know I HATE OLIVER. BELIEVE me when I say that he WILL get what he deserves- what should have happened before to him.
JUST Making It
"NO no! Oliver get off!"
"Please don't!"
"Don't hurt my baby!"
"Get OFF!"
" Ryan! RYAN! R-Y-A-N!"
"PLEASE SAVE ME! Make him stop please make him stop"
I wake up to Ryan shaking me.
"Marissa, Marissa it's okay it's me Ryan, you're safe- I'm here."
I take heavy breaths trying to get his face out of my head. He wraps his arms around me and I lay my head against his chest, no crying no wailing no nothing, I just don't have any energy left.
Again this morning I wake up to Marissa having a nightmare. She doesn't even cry anymore. She hasn't slept properly in the 2 weeks since I found her. She lays her head against my chest expressionless. She doesn't have any energy. After she catches her breath I notice her face as she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath swallowing. After a few seconds she jumps up running into the bathroom. I follow her, sitting on the floor behind her I rub her back as her head stays over the toilet. The doctor said because she was so hurt that she could have an abortion yet. She leans back against me
"Ryan I want this thing out of me."
She states for the hundredth time this week and I want nothing more than for this baby to never exist.
She puts her head back over the toilet and after a few minutes she stands up washing her mouth out.
She heads back into the room and sits on the edge of our bed. I follow her and watch her face. Her bruises are healing now but her face looks lifeless. Her dark bags under her eyes haven't left if anything they have gotten worse.
I sit next to her and she doesn't even notice.
I don't know if I prefer the silence or the crying after she found out about it. We haven't acknowledged that the baby even exists. She is in a daze. Her face is just as lifeless as it was before. I move to kneel in front of her and I gently wipe away the single tear that is rolling down her cheek. Her eyes meet mine and I stand taking her hand in mine. She stands facing me; she looks so broken. She studies my expression and the tears now welling up in my eyes. She wraps her arms around me a buries her head into my shoulder as far as she can. I can feel her body heaving against mine and I hold her as tight as I can. I kiss her head gently and stroke her hair. Her sobs grow louder sounding more hollow and I speak;
"Let's go to the clinic."
She lifts her head walking over to the draws and pulls out her pink Berkeley sweater that Summer bought her and puts a pair of track pants on. I put a shirt over my wife beater and put a pair of jeans. I grab the keys following Marissa out the door, down the stairs and she wait at the front door for me. I link my fingers through hers and jump in the drivers side as she gets in the passenger side.
"Thank You Ry."
She says with a smile, and empty smile but not a fake. As we drive down the drive way and past mom and dad's house I reach over and rub her leg. I watch as she closes her eyes and swallows hard.
"Do we need to pull over?"
She nods and I can't wait until it is gone.
Hey I know it was a short chapter but it was just sort of a filler. Read and review xxx Shar-Lyn PS MERRY CHRISMUKKAH and HAPPY NEW YEAR!