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Post by Genevieve Buchanan on Jul 10, 2017 4:22:40 GMT -6
(This takes place the same day/night James and Chel meet) Cause why not? You see a topic, you have an idea, go after it! x'D Jenny sat on her love seat as she stared out the big window of her bedroom. Her blue eyes glazed over as tears fell from her eyes. She sat there motionless with her hand on her stomach. She was wondering what was going on with her life, and how did it come to this. A piece of her was ripped out of her chest earlier today when she had a horrible stomach pain... ---- Jenny was taking a bath, getting ready for another lunch. She was just getting out of a tub when she felt a sharp pain in her stomach. She quickly grabbed her stomach and stumbled into the wall as her blue eyes were wide. The pain got worse, causing her to scream out in pain. "Somebody, help!" She screamed as two servants came rushing. They gently caught her as she fell to her knees, keeping her from hitting the wall as she cried out in pain. "Don'tcha stand there, call the docta!" One of the servants yelled. That servant rushed and phoned a doctor, telling them they needed to come over and fast. All while Jenny held onto the other servant's hand as she tried to get through the pain. Holding it nice and tight as she cried and started to pray that she wasn't having a miscarriage or anything cruel like that. Of course the doctor made it, but the pain had gotten worse. And she had started to bleed a little. Causing Jenny to start having a panic attack. Once everything was over, and Jenny was no longer feeling pain due to the medication the doctor had given her, the doctor examined her. And to her dismay, she was diagnosed with Placenta Previa. Which meant that her placenta is lying unusually low in your uterus, next to or covering your cervix. It was rare, but it meant that Jenny and her baby were in danger of losing their lives. Meaning if Jenny loses too much blood, she could lose her life or the other way around. Crushing Jenny completely ---- So there she sat as she watched cars pass her house. She was put on bed rest and was wondering when James would come back home. But she knew it wouldn't be until later. For he was already out passed his curfew, which meant he found someone interesting to be with for the rest of the evening. Jenny was planning on telling James about the baby, and this little time she was having to herself meant the world to her. She looked down at the handkerchief she was holding as she felt herself break down once more. Covering her face with the cloth as she rested her head and arms on the arm of the love seat. Why was this happening her? Was this a cruel joke from God? First he had given her an alcoholic, cheating husband and now she was to either give up her life or her baby's? What was this? What had she done wrong? Was there even a God? Surely God wouldn't do this her, not someone who wanted this child more than anything she wanted in the world. It was going to be her chance at happiness, she was hoping it would be what brought James and her back together. But her idea was starting to unravel. Jenny let out painful cries as she started to picture what she thought life would be with her child. She was still wondering if it was a girl or boy, and she was hoping for a girl. "Now I do not even think I will get to know," She whimpered and cried some more as thoughts of what ifs came to her mind. It took a couple of minutes for her to calm down, but she did. And again she watched out the window, waiting for her husband to come home as she started to lose all of her energy. Emotion left her eyes as she stared blankly out the window. Ignoring anything that the servants brought her. Why eat or drink when she was going to lose the one thing that brought her happiness? "This world is cruel," Jenny thought in her head.
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Post by James Buchanan on Jul 10, 2017 12:27:16 GMT -6
James was feeling a little tipsy as he left the Devil's Eye. He held his head, trying to regain balance somewhat since he would be around people. It helped some, but not as much as he would like. He started to make way towards his Packard convertible, slowly getting in. He sat in the drivers seat for a second, leaving the door open some. He put his head on the steering wheel and started to think. He had a great time tonight. He met a girl that couldn't seem to stay out his mind. She made him feel happy and it's been awhile since he felt this way. He didn't feel stressed or anything, it's like she took him away from the real world a little bit. A small smile appeared on his face as he was thinking of her. He closed the driver's door and started the car.
He started to drive back to his home, putting his elbow on the side of the door, leaning his head against his hand as it supported it up. His thoughts started to wonder to his wife. Genevieve. He knew when he got home she would be upset with him. Being out so late and not being home with her. He sighed to himself. He didn't really feel in the need to argue with her tonight. His thoughts started to wonder to the girl and her. Guilt slowly started to take a hold on him. He loved his wife, he did. But, he just didn't feel as happy as he use to be. He bit his lip and sighed to himself. She is going to know, she always figures it out. Seems like there will be some type of discussion when he gets home.
He pulled up to the gate of his home and it opened, letting him in as he parked in the driveway where his other cars were. He stopped the car and turned it off, sitting there for a moment. He peaked at the window, seeing his wife there almost lifeless. He stared at her, she looked as if she was in pain, tear marks covered her face. He peaked down and then started to get out of the car. He stumbled some and shook his head, he didn't want her to see him drunk when he got home. He had to act, no matter how hard it was. He took a deep breath and started to walk to the door. Keeping his balance for the time being. He got to the door and opened it, setting his keys on a little table they had at the door, closing the door behind him. He walked to where she was and leaned on the side of the wall, staring at her. He could already tell she was upset with him, " I'm sorry, I lost track of time... " He looked at her face, seeing the tear marks once again , " Is everything alright? "
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Post by Genevieve Buchanan on Jul 10, 2017 12:54:27 GMT -6
Jenny watched as James pulled into their driveway and got out of the car. She watched him a little before she looked away and gazed at the moon once more. Not wanting to make eye contact with him. She sat there as he walked into the house. Of course part of her wanted to run away, get in bed and just go to sleep, but she couldn't. Her body was frozen in place with how numb she was. All she did was wipe her face of all of the tears and stains that were left. Of course more threatened the fall as she heard James walk throughout the house. It wasn't until she heard him by the door of their room, did she really freeze. Her heart racing as he entered their room.
"I'm sorry, I lost track of time... Is everything alright?"
Jenny wanted to look at him, look into the blue eyes that only were for her at one time. But she was too afraid. So she didn't make eye contact. But the moment she heard him ask her if everything was alright, something clicked on her and she wiped her eyes again. "Yes, everything is fine. Are you hungry? You must be right, you had a very long day," Jenny said as she got up and fixed her robe before wiping her eyes again. But as she was talking she seemed almost sweet, as if she wasn't mad. Even though she was she just couldn't let it show it right now. She was already exhausted and in pain from earlier.
She went to her vanity and placed her hair into an updo before she walked out of their room and to the kitchen. There she started to get ready to make his favorite snack. She hadn't cooked for him in a while, usually just told her servants to do it, but tonight she wanted to make him the food. After all she was a good cook due to her mother teaching her that. After all it was she who was going to be breaking his heart tonight. Though she could tell he was tipsy by the way he was trying to hold himself, but she didn't care for once. Nor was she even caring about who he was with. It hurt, but nothing hurt worse than possibly losing her child. She honestly didn't care if this child would take her life, she just didn't want it the other way around.
A servant came to help which made Jenny immediately look at them with a tight glare while she grabbed her wrist.
"But Miss, you-"
"I'm fine Evangeline, now please, I have this tonight. All of you may rest now," Jenny said as she let go of the girl's wrist. The servant girl gave James an upset looking, but quickly rushed away so she wouldn't be yelled at by Jenny. Jenny then composed herself a little before she got out the eggs. "Deviled eggs correct? You always love to eat them after drinking," Jenny said with a soft smile as she started to prepare them.
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Post by James Buchanan on Jul 10, 2017 13:11:48 GMT -6
As he stood there, something felt off as she spoke to him. " Yes, everything is fine. Are you hungry? You must be right, you had a very long day. " He raised his eyebrow some. Something wasn't right, she wasn't telling him something. He watched her as she put her long blonde hair up and start to walk to the kitchen. He stopped some, " She's cooking for me? " He peaked down and shook his head. She was trying to make him feel bad, she knew that he was out with somebody else. He walked over to the love seat and sat down. He peaked over as he watched her in the kitchen. He instantly started to feel the guilt again, what she was doing was working. He put his elbow on the side and supported his head with hand once more, staring down at the ground.
He sat there silent, peaking at her from time to time. At that moment, he started to think. They were both happy, no worries, no crying. Now, it's just that. He was hurting her doing this. It made him cringe some. " Deviled eggs correct? You always love to eat them after drinking. " Genevieve always knew what he wanted, knowing all his likes and dislikes. He smiled a little at her, " Yes, deviled eggs sound amazing. " He instantly felt a sharp pain in his head and moved his fingers to his temples, rolling them around to help the headache go away. He loved alcohol but, hated the effects it gave him. " Damn, " he mumbled to himself. He got up and started to walk to the bathroom. He turned the water on and splashed some water in his face and stood there for some.
Sickness started to fill him up instantly. He hated this. He knows that she saw how tipsy he was. He put his hands on his drenched face and just stood there.
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Post by Genevieve Buchanan on Jul 10, 2017 13:23:15 GMT -6
Jenny smiled just a little when he told her deviled eggs sounded amazing. But the moment he got up to go to the bathroom, her smile faded. And while the eggs cooked, she fixed a drink to help with his sickness. Of course she would give it to him after she was done cooking, wanting to make sure she wouldn't mess up the eggs. So once they were done she placed on a plate and moved his food to the table. Once placed she grabbed his drink and slowly walked to him. Though as she walked she felt a little sharp pain, causing her to stop and close her eyes. She needed to get through this. She breathed a little and felt the pain go away.
She walked into the bathroom and gave James his drink. But still didn't look at him, "That should help you. I am glad I finally learned how to do it. Food is ready," Jenny said with a sad smile before she turned and exited the bathroom, wanting to give him space. She cleaned the kitchen before she walked to the window and proceeded to look out of it. Normally when she did this, she was trying make him feel bad. She would make him his eggs and sit at the table and watch him eat before yelling at him. But tonight was different. She gave him a drink to help with him feeling ill, and was now looking out the window.
Jenny crossed her arms and continued to watch the night sky. Her thoughts slowly going back to the day she found out she was pregnant. Tears formed in her eyes as she tried to keep her composure. She was so happy when she found out about her having a child. The moment she heard about it, she wished that would be girl. A pretty little thing that would be even more foolish than herself. So she would be naive to anything that happened to her. But if it was a boy, she wished that he wouldn't be as foolish as his father.
She breathed out and let her head fall back some as she stretched gently before looking back out the window.
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Post by James Buchanan on Jul 10, 2017 20:16:36 GMT -6
James continued to stand there, both hands on each side of the sink. He peaked up at the mirror in front of him, staring at himself. His face seemed a little pale and his hair was in his face. He looked drained, warned out and Genevieve was not making it better. Even though he knew from what he had done, he deserved it. He sighed some and then peaked over, seeing her walking to him with a drink. He saw some pain in her face, but she acted like it wasn't there. " That should help you. I am glad I finally learned how to do it. Food is ready. " He stared at her and saw she wasn't even looking at him. It made him more sick to his stomach but, he smiled. " Thank you, Jenny. " He watched her walk off and then, grabbed the drink, drinking it down. It was gross tasting but, he knew he would at least feel somewhat better.
He fixed himself and started to walk back to the kitchen to the table where his food was. he sat down and instantly grabbed a deviled egg, popping it in his mouth. He smiled some, " You always made the best deviled eggs. " He peaked at her, and stared some. He knew something was wrong with her. He had to know because, worrying started to overwhelm him. He cared about his wife, always. He got up and slowly walked to her, still keeping his distance. " Genevieve, please... tell me what is wrong. You seem in pain. " He stared at her, studying her a bit. He needed to know.
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Post by Genevieve Buchanan on Jul 10, 2017 20:45:30 GMT -6
"You always made the best deviled egg."
Jenny didn't answer.
"Genevieve, please... tell me what is wrong. You seem in pain."
Jenny twitched a little as she moved her head a little to the side, but still refused to look at him. Hearing him speak those words cause the tears to finally free themselves from her eyes. They ran down her cheeks before looking back out of the window. "Nothing is wrong, I am perfectly okay. So please finish your snack," She said as she tried to keep her voice from shaking. For she was starting to find it hard to get the courage to tell him what as going on. All of the courage she had earlier had faded away the moment he walked into the house. How could she tell him that she was pregnant and they might lose it? Plus she was wondering if he even cared. He was probably just asking this to make himself feel less guilty.
"Jenny, don't lie to me."
Those words caused her to stop as they felt like a dagger was just stabbed through her heart. Suddenly she turned around and looked at him with her red puffy eyes and tears falling from them. "Like how you lie to me? Like how you perform adultery every night while I stay home and wait for you? Do not talk to me about lying, James Buchanan," Jenny said as she now was giving him a slight glare. But this caused her heart to race, which caused the sharp pain in her stomach return, making her stumble forward.
Jenny immediately caught herself by grabbing onto the counter in front of them. She lowered her head and coughed just a little before she fixed herself and worked through the pain. Just then the servant that came in from earlier walked up to Jenny.
"Miss Jenny I know ya told me ta go rest, but you know what the docta told you. You need ta rest. Fighin with Mr. Buchanan is not something you should be doing right now," The servant said as she gently rubbed Jenny's back.
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Post by James Buchanan on Jul 10, 2017 21:02:57 GMT -6
" Nothing is wrong, I am perfectly okay. So please finish your snack. " James knew she was lying to him, she wasn't okay. Something was wrong with her, causing her pain and he needed to know. " Jenny, don't lie to me. " He knows he wasn't much help to her situation but, honestly he was worried about her. He knew some of it had to be him. Coming home late, being with someone else, getting drunk. He shook his head at himself some, peaking down a little.
" Like how you lie to me? Like how you perform adultery every night while I stay home and wait for you? Do not talk to me about lying, James Buchanan. "
He stopped some, staring into her eyes. He saw her pain, right then in there. He studied her face, seeing her eyes puffy and irritated from crying. He did this, he made her this way. He stood there like an idiot, peaking down. " Jenny, I just want to know what is wrong with you..." Sadness was in his voice. He wasn't bugging her to feel less guilty, he wanted to know because even though he was messed up, he still cared for her. He peaked back and widened his eyes once again, watching her stumble. Something with her stomach? He stepped forward some but, the servant came to her just before he could.
" Miss Jenny I know ya told me ta go rest, but you know what the docta told you. You need ta rest. Fighin with Mr. Buchanan is not something you should be doing right now. "
He was completely clueless about this whole thing. Why did she go to the doctor today? He clinched his fists, demanding to know what was wrong. " What does she mean, Jenny. Tell me. What did the doctor say to you? " His face was serious, he wasn't going to take ' I'm fine ' or some kind of argumentative answer. Whatever she was keeping from him, must be serious.
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Post by Genevieve Buchanan on Jul 10, 2017 21:14:40 GMT -6
The moment Jenny heard James ask what Evangeline meant, she looked up at the girl and glared at her. If she didn't feel so weak, she would've yelled at her right then and there. But alas she would not tonight, she didn't have the energy. She coughed again, covering her mouth as she bent over just a little. She coughed a few more times before she grabbed the counter once more. Jenny then heard James repeat his question which made her look the side. Peeking at his shoes now.
"What do you care?" Jenny said in a bit of a spiteful tone.
"Miss Jen-,"
"For heaven's sake Evangeline if you do not scram right this very minute, I will fire you right here and now!" Jenny yelled as she looked at the girl with a very cold glare. The servant looked at her before looking at her husband in fear. She gave the man a bit of look that told him not to give up on Jenny before she ran off, not wanting to be fired. Though the moment she left the room, Jenny started to cough more. The pain in her stomach came back, causing her to lose her grip on the counter and fall onto her knees. Now she was holding onto her stomach. Tears fell from her eyes as she started to break again.
Though the moment she felt James come to her, she slapped his hand away. "Do not touch me, do not act like you care!" Jenny yelled as she was starting to get frustrated with everything.
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Post by James Buchanan on Jul 10, 2017 21:47:35 GMT -6
James watched as Jenny gave the servant a cold glare. What could be wrong with her? Is she dying? Is she just ill? He needed to know as those thoughts started to clutter in his mind. " What do you care? " He stopped for a second, keeping his eyes on her. " Because you're my wife and I care and love you, I would like to know when something bad is happening like this... " He was interrupted by the servant, trying to get her calm down. " For heaven's sake Evangeline if you do not scram right this very minute, I will fire you right here and now! " Oh shit. He hasn't seen her this mad in years. He stood there becoming quiet, but kept his eyes on her. Seeing her become more and more weak by the second.
The servant gave him a stare before she began to walk out of the room. He knew what that stare meant right away. He wasn't going to give up, he needed to know and he wanted to help. He watched her stumble, then fall to her knees. He was worried about her, his face said it all. He walked to her, trying to touch and comfort her. " Do not touch me, do not act like you care! " He was immediately swatted away by her. He knew she didn't want anything to do with him at the moment. He understood why those thoughts filled her head. He stepped back and then got down on his knees, staring at her.
" Jenny, I do care about you. I'm honestly worried sick about you... and I just want you to talk to me and tell me what's wrong. What did the doctor tell you? " He peaked down some. He was a fuck up, hurting her time and time again. He was sick of himself but, he wanted to try one last time to get her to tell him.
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Post by Genevieve Buchanan on Jul 10, 2017 22:10:58 GMT -6
Jenny was getting tired of him asking her and trying to comfort him. But the moment he told her he was worried sick about her, she looked up at him. But the moment she did she froze and looked at him in shock. The look on his face showed he was honestly worried about her. A look she hadn't seen in a while. Tears immediately fell from her eyes. Instant regret filled her, regretting how she had just treated him. He was her husband, and the child in her stomach belonged to both of them. She looked down at the floor as she started to gain the courage she needed. She had it earlier, she could have it again. A few minutes went by and it seemed like she wasn't going to say anything. But before James could leave, she finally spoke.
"I am four weeks pregnant," Jenny said as she kept her gaze on the floor. "I'm pregnant with our child," She said as she started to feel herself shake. She then heard him start to move, and the moment she did, she moved away from him. "But we might lose it," Jenny admitted as she started to shake. "I have a disease.. It is called Placenta Previa, it is where my placenta is covering the opening of the," She sighed, "Of the uterus.. It means that we are at risk of not losing the baby but me as well. Cause if I give birth, the placenta will tear and I will lose blood," Jenny said as she started to break down.
"That is why the doctor came to our house.. He has given me some medicine, but it only helps to calm me, it does not help me with the pain this disease causes.. It will not heal me," Jenny said before she finally broke. She leaned forward and covered her eyes with her hands.
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Post by James Buchanan on Jul 10, 2017 22:28:00 GMT -6
" I am four weeks pregnant. I'm pregnant with your child. " He froze, staring at her. He couldn't believe what he just told her. He stared blankly at the floor. He was going to be a father. He never thought the day would come but, it was happening. " But we might lose it. I have a disease.. It is called Placenta Previa, it is where my placenta is covering the opening of the uterus.. It means that we are at risk of not losing the baby but, me as well. Cause if I give birth, the placenta will tear and I will lose blood. " His whole face was blank. Now he was hearing he may lose not only his child, but her as well. He was speechless. He was feeling so many emotions. Happy that she was pregnant, sad that he may lose her and the baby, angry because she kept this from him.
He shook his head some, staring at the floor. Hearing her once more, " That is why the doctor came to our house.. He has given me some medicine, but it only helps to calm me, it does not help me with the pain this disease causes.. It will not heal me. " He peaked up at her, his eyes stared into hers. " Genevieve, why the hell would you keep something like this from me? This is serious... I could lose you both. " He sighed and put his hands on his face, letting his hair fall. That sickness in his stomach, grew more. He couldn't believe this was happening. He put his hands back down, staring back at the floor. " There is nothing else we can do? I just have to sit here and let it happen? " He peaked at her.
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Post by Genevieve Buchanan on Jul 10, 2017 22:59:45 GMT -6
"Genevieve, why the hell would you keep something like this from me? This is serious... I could lose you both. There is nothing else we can do? I just have to sit here and let it happen?"
"Why? Jenny asked, "Why have I been keeping this from you?" She asked, "Because you are going out every night to get drunk and sleep with a whore! Why do you think I would keep this from you? I am alone every night when I go to sleep, I am alone every morning I puke. And I have been alone for months now while you seek the company of another woman!" Jenny suddenly yelled at him. "James you even slapped me and almost hurt the baby in one of your drunken rages!" Jenny yelled again.
"And you have to sit and let it happen? How do you think I feel, James? I am the one who has to watch as this child grow inside me while I wait to see if it's going to be taken from me. All while I watch you leave this house to go drink and sleep with more women!" Jenny shrieked as she did not like how he was starting to sound like a victim. But suddenly her harshness went away and she started to break. Her hands quickly covered her face as she finally just completely broke.
"What is wrong with me? My own husband does not want me and I might lose the one thing in this world that would bring me happiness.. Why do you not love me anymore James? Why?" Jenny said her voice breaking before she no longer found the energy to speak through the tears.
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Post by James Buchanan on Jul 11, 2017 19:51:09 GMT -6
James stopped listening to her yell at him: " Why? Why have I been keeping this from you? Because you are going out every night to get drunk and sleep with a whore! Why do you think I would keep this from you? I am alone every night when I go to sleep, I am alone every morning I puke. And I have been alone for months now while you seek the company of another woman! James you even slapped me and almost hurt the baby in one of your drunken rages! " He listened to her. He already knew this. He knew he fucked up once again. He was in his thoughts now, " I don't know why I do this to you. I guess I'm just not happy. But, yet... I still love you. " His thoughts were sprouting here and there. He felt that knot in his stomach grow tighter as she yelled. He sat there silent, letting her finish.
" And you have to sit and let it happen? How do you think I feel, James? I am the one who has to watch as this child grow inside me while I wait to see if it's going to be taken from me. All while I watch you leave this house to go drink and sleep with more women! What is wrong with me? My own husband does not want me and I might lose the one thing in this world that would bring me happiness.. Why do you not love me anymore James? Why? "
He watched her, sitting there crying in front of him. He was a horrible husband, he was going to be an even more horrible father. He even slapped her, out of drunken rage. Who was more low than that? He shook his head, speaking softly, " There is nothing wrong with you, Genevieve. It's all me. " He peaked at her, " It's not that I don't love you, or care. Because, I do. I just don't feel happy here anymore and... I don't want to keep hurting you like this. " He felt more and more like a douche, telling her this. He couldn't help but shame himself for doing this to her when she has done nothing but, be good to him. He peaked down and started to stand up, continuing to be silent.
" I don't want to leave you to do this by yourself. " He looked at her, saying it sincerely. This was his child, he couldn't be that heartless and leave her. He didn't even know if she would live or even the child. " I want to help you, Jenny. "
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Post by Genevieve Buchanan on Jul 11, 2017 20:24:52 GMT -6
Jenny listened to James but she felt herself die with each word. He loved her but wasn't happy? What made him not happy? What did she do? Everything was fine until a couple of months ago. Their marriage was beautiful, it was everything she had ever wanted. He was the prince she had always wanted. They were happy, they would even stay up all night sometimes to just talk and get to know each other. It was heaven.. But the heaven had turned into hell. She remembered their wedding night, she remembered how beautiful she felt as they made love for the first time. The way he looked at her that night was like bliss. It made everything in her body soar. Now when he looked at her, she felt like dying.. For he did not look at her the same way.
A few minutes went by after James last spoke. Jenny couldn't speak anymore, all she could do was cry. Suddenly something inside broke and she had no more tears to shed. So now she was only crying with air. So she had to calm down. And the moment she stopped crying, she slowly got up onto her knees. Her head raised and on her face was an expression that just looked numb. She was numb to crying, she was numb to the pain, she was numb to everything. She double breathed as she calmed down from hyperventilating. But she didn't look at James this time. It was like when he entered the house, but this time was worse.
Jenny grabbed the counter and helped herself up. She then slowly moved forward and walked next to James, she stopped for a second. It seemed like she was going to say or do something, but she didn't. Without another second passing by, she started to walk away from him. Heading towards the door as she felt her heart finally shattering. For she knew he would not come after her. She almost wanted to turn around and yell at him to go back to his whore. But her numbness kept her walking and looking ahead.
It was like her mind was keeping her from anymore heartache.
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