"Are we going to talk about what happened now?" I ask Y/n softly.
"Ask me what you want to know."
"Did he r@p3 you?" I ask her first, my heart pounding in my chest.
"Yes." She whispers.
"Did he hurt you in any other way?"
She shakes her head.
I should've killed him.
"What did he talk to you about?"
"'The boy knocked you up, huh?" He asked.
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"He got you pregnant with his baby."
"Why am I here?"
"Reasons." Is all he said that day.
Is a conversation we had once. He never said why he had me there."
I watch the pain in her eyes as she remembers everything.
"How did he have you living? As in how'd you sleep, eat, hydrate."
"At first I slept on the floor with a thin blanket. They gave me a sandwich, one each week. And water was in a can, they changed it once every three days. For a shower there was a bucket of freezing cold water and a small piece of soap."
I grab her hand and kiss it, holding it after.
"Did he see you have the baby?"
"No, the doctor refused him being there. No one held Violet except the doctor and me."
I nod.
"How fast did your stomach grow?"
"Very fast! Though, I wasn't that big since Violet was a small baby."
"How bad did it hurt?"
"Like heck, dude!" She laughs.
I hug her.
"I'm so sorry that happened to you, baby. I wish I was there."
"Me too."
She sighs.
"What is it?"
"I don't know, I just feel empty."
No. No. No. No.
"Do you think I'm...depressed?" She asks quietly.
I push a loose hair behind her ear.
"Maybe. We can get you checked out. If you want?"
She nods.
I kiss her head.
Authors note:
The story is coming to an end soon 😭
Next book soon!!!!!!
