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Apollo Special Pt 2

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I've found out about many things after Apollo left. He had admitted to cheating and he is now living with another woman. To add insult to injury, she is pregnant with twins. I found all of this out through Phoenix. I was very hurt, but I tried to move on. I ended up meeting a friend of Phoenix's after he set us up on a blind date. His name was Klavier.

(Klavier's cheating chapters do not apply to this chapter!)

We got along really well and got together when I was 4 months along. He bought everything for the baby and I. I tried to tell him not to, but he did it anyways. I was thankful though. He also went with me to all of my appointments. When he saw the ultrasound, he actually cried. He treated this child like it was his own. I loved him for that.

Phoenix also updated me on Apollo as well. He told me Apollo seemed happy with her but he started taking up drinking, saying that he missed me in his drunken haze. I didn't want to take Apollo back. I couldn't. He hurt me badly and I couldn't forgive him for that.

Soon enough, I was in my final month.  I was ready to get this baby out of me. Klavier was excited too. He had taken the time to make sure that the house was entirely baby-proofed. I was in the kitchen when it happened. My water broke and I yelled for Klavier. He took me to the hospital where I delivered a healthy baby boy. We decided to name him (B/n). After a few days, we left the hospital. Life was wonderful...for a while.

I had been sitting at home that day. It was a few months after (B/n) was born. My phone rang, displaying Klavier's photo. I answered it. Minutes later, the phone dropped onto the floor. It was a paramedic who had called. Klavier had been hit by a drunk driver on his way home from work. Klavier had taken his motorcycle that day.

I hurried to the hospital with (B/n). They directed me to Klavier's room. The doctor shook his head, "I'm terribly sorry, Ms. (L/n). He hasn't much time left." I went into the room and sat in the chair next to his bed. He opened his eyes and looked at me,
"(Y-Y/N)..." I held his hand, "Klavier..." He coughed, "I-I know I don't have much time left, but I want you to know that I love you." His eyes flicked over to (B/n), "Both of you..."

Then, the heart monitor flatlined. His grip on my hand faltered. I laid my head down on his chest and sobbed.

(Imagine like Eliza after Phillip died)

Eventually, we held a memorial service for him. Everyone came. They all said their words of sympathy to me, but there are moments when the words don't reach. And you push away the unimaginable. I am going through the unimaginable.

I found out days after the funeral that Apollo had been the drunk driver that killed him. They arrested him and sentenced him to serve some time. The woman he was with had lost her children due to the stress. Shortly after his sentencing, he sent her a letter telling her he never wanted to see her again. He also sent me a letter begging for forgiveness.

Forgiveness?

Can he even imagine how I feel?

No.

I burned that letter and all the ones that came after. I never wanted to see him again. Twice have I lost my love because of him, but I have to continue moving on.