Niall’s POV

A few moments ago, I went to the laundry room and changed clothes, thanking myself for leaving the basket full of clean ones in there last night. I didn’t want to bother Jana, nor did I want to walk around with nothing on infront of my daughter, that’s just too immature for me to do.

I don’t know where Tori went to. I know Taylor’s still peacefully asleep upstairs, for now. I glance down at my fist as I sit on the bottom step of the staircase. I open my hand. The ring still there, of course. I sigh as pick it up between my index finger and my thumb.

It’s the most beautiful ring ever. It was customized for Jana, but apparently she doesn’t want it any more. Which doesn’t shock me. She’s so damn bipolar.. I just wish I had the Jana I feel in love with.

I’m not saying I ever stopped loving her, that’ll never happen. Its just.. she’s different. And I don’t know what makes her different now.

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Jana’s POV

“Shh.. Mommy’s got you, baby.’’ I whisper to Taylor as he squirms, slightly whining, as I put his clothes on him. I’m sick of this shit. I’m sick of being blamed for everything. I’m sick of having to hide in the shadows and stay locked away because of Niall’s world status.

I’m sick of having to do everything. I can’t be the mother and the father all the time. I can’t do everything. I can’t be the one to tend to the baby all day, and Tori. I can’t be the one to stay in this house and pretend to live happy.

I’m not happy. Its been a long time since I’ve been “happy”. I don’t even know the meaning of that word anymore.

Niall baby’s Tori too much. He doesn’t ever displine her unless I say so. I’m tired of it. Tori can’t have everything.

She wasn’t always like this. My daughter used to be simple and helpful and sweet. But now she’s a brat. A spoiled little brat. Its all Niall’s fault.

I refuse to let him get in the way of my life any more. I’m sick of.. I’m sick of everything.. especially this fucked up relationship…

Sick of it.

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Niall’s POV

I find myself getting up, the ring in my fist, and excelling up the stairs with no hesitation. I reach the bedroom door. Its shut, probably locked too. I reach out my hand, afraid and cautious at the same time.

I touch the door knob, but I’m soon interrupted. The door opens and I put my hand down. Jana stands there, staring at me.

Tears in her eyes. A very unhappy expression on her face. A duffle bag on her shoulder, and a backpack on her other one.

I look her from head to toe. From her sunglasses, to her belly button ring, to her Converses. She never dresses like this just to “hang out at the house”.

But I refuse to act stupid. She’s not hanging out anymore. She’s leaving me.. ‘’Ja-‘’ Before I could even get her name, she pushes past me and goes directly to Taylor’s room. From inside the baby’s room, I hear her call out Tori’s name. ‘’Tori! C’mon!’’ She yells so Tori could hear her.

I hear the bedroom door open behind me and I turn to see Tori running towards me, but instead of holding her arms out for me, she holds them out for Jana since Jana came out of the room just in time. I stare at them as Jana gets Taylor situated in her arms.

‘’What.. what are you doing?’’ I ask. Jana just looks at me, nothing to say I guess. Tori walks over to me and grabs my hand. She motions me down with her other one. I squat down soI’m eye level with her. She puts her hands on my cheeks and sighs, sadly, as one single tear drips down her cheek.

I feel one trickle down mine, followed by many more.‘’Mama said we have to take a break.. Daddy.’’ She whispers, her sweet, soft voice cracking.

‘’No.. you.. you can’t.. leave me..’’ I say, putting my hands on Tori’s little waist, pulling her into a hug. She holds onto my neck like she always does, her head on my shoulder as she cries.

I rub her back with one hand, trying to get her to stop crying so much over this. But yet, I know exactly how she feels. I let her and lean to her lips. I give her a soft peck and then I kiss her forehead as I wipe some of the tears off her cheeks.

‘’Mama promised that I can come see you whenever I wanna, Daddy.’’ Tori says to me as I stand up, wiping the tears off with my sleeve. I don’t respond, I just nod. I know where this is going.

I’m losing the best things of my life. Tori, Taylor, and Jana.

I’m losing my family…

and I don’t even know why..

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