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Scarlett’s pov

I sat there, nothing happening. I was barely breathing… My eyes open staring at the forest, my dead baby in my arms. I still hadn’t moved from that position.

I couldn’t feel anything… an overwhelming numbness, disbelief, anger, guilt, sadness, depression, and difficulty concentrating on anything really… breathing took an overwhelming effort.

Everything was fuzzy around the edges, like I was in a dream.

Liam couldn’t take it anymore, he had gotten up and left, tears were clouding his eyes, but he left silently.

I was in disbelief; I still couldn’t consider that my sweetie lay in my arms not breathing, nothing.

Tears ran down my cheeks.

I had loved this baby from the moment that test read positive. Just like Liam had, except now I was broken and he just left, he barely mourned…

I heard Liam mutter something to someone- something about more firewood. He then walked over to the cutting portion and began chopping wood over and over and over.

The rhythmic thump, thump, thump, of the axe chopping the wood pushed me deeper into my trance like state.

Liam then broke down in tears.

He had destroyed something I had heard him punch the wall or bench or anything.

And then I heard him cry- crying was an understatement it was a howl, a sorrow filled howl.

It wasn’t wrath though; it was desolation, hurt, misery, sorrow, grief, and sadness all mixed up into a bundle of despair.

That hurt me almost more than losing my baby- our baby. Hearing my husband cry. And knowing it’s your fault the baby died.

I should have taken better care of myself. I should have eaten more, done less work, stayed calm. But then again, I would let everyone down…

My baby may not be here but maybe it’s for the better, maybe its not… I guess I’ll never know what my baby girl will grow up to look like.

She was so small, her body was now cold, and when she first came out I almost believed she would be okay.

But she wasn’t.

And now she’s dead

Notes

Hope you enjoyed it!

Lots of Love,
Kisses,
Scarlett Kat <3