YN's P.O.V.
It's been about 2 and a half weeks since my car accident. My leg is healing really fast so I got my cast taken off a couple of days ago.
I woke up this morning at 6:30 to the chime of my alarm clock.
YN-Push, sister girl. I gave myself a word of encouragement to try to get up.
I was so tired! It was one of those mornings where I wish I could turn over and just have Diggy hold me for a few minutes before I had to get up.
I looked over at the empty spot in the bed and sighed deeply.
YN-I miss you so much, baby. I whispered while running my hand over Diggy's cold pillow with my wedding ring shining on my finger.
I dragged myself out of bed and went into my bathroom.
I brushed my teeth, washed my face, put on deodorant, did my make up and curled my hair.
YN-I feel...huge. I said while carefully examining myself in the mirror.
I felt like I had man shoulders.
YN-Scary feet, scary feet, scary feet...and a bunk bed! I laughed at myself in the mirror before turning the light off and heading to my closet.
I turned the light on in my closet and grabbed my black blazer with a tight fitting blue dress.
I slid on my outfit and then looked for shoes.
I looked at my leg and thought for a second.
YN-Can you handle heels? I asked myself quietly.
I saw my all black red bottoms just sitting in the corner.
YN-Diggy was that you!? I laughed and reached for my heels.
I slipped them on my feet and looked at myself in the mirror.
YN-You a bad ass bitch you poppin'! I sang to myself and did a little dance.
I grabbed my purse and headed down the steps.
Dahja-Morning mom! She said while putting eggs on a plate.
YN-Good morning, baby. I smacked her butt gently and turned the Keurig on so I could have coffee.
Dahja-You know what today is right? She looked at me with a sad expression.
YN-W-what's today? I asked confused as I looked at my work phone answering e-mails and texts.
I looked at my surgery pager and it hadn't gone off yet.
Dahja-Mom...it's dads anniversary! She said while smiling and sitting a plate on the counter for Darnell.
YN-*Gasp* I-I just didn't know the date. I was shocked at myself.
Dahja-Well I didn't mean to kill your good mood! I'm just saying. She giggled as Darnell jogged down the steps in his basketball shorts, a hoodie, and slides.
YN-*Smile at her* You're so sweet honey. I ran my fingers through her hair.
Darnell-Good morning. He said while sitting at the counter and began eating his eggs.
YN-*Giggle* Grumpy much? I asked him while picking my coffee up and adding sugar and sweet cream to it.
Darnell-Its the 23rd. He mumbled.
YN-Guys! So what? Don't be sad! It's a good day! Not a sad one. I reminded my kids.
Darnell devoured his eggs and slid the plate over the counter and into the sink.
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In Love With A Murderer
NáhodnéYN and Diggy have been married for three years. She was absolutely in love with him, and he was crazy about her. However, can love truly conquer all? When YN finds out Diggy is an active murderer will she stay or leave? Can YN handle Diggy's hobbies...