Chapter one
The hit
She was young still, a mother her whole life none the less, she had two of her own and one on the way. She lived in longing and in pain as she was missing her cheating, mentally abusive ex, the father of her children. While having roomed an old lover into her home that proposely just wanted to help but was now angry with her as her feelings for him had settled and dismissed she had paid him some attention for a brief moment looking for some comfort in her craze of a world.
She was in desperate need of release of this tension in her chest what had happened this last year? How did she get here?
Surely someone must have the answer if he was unable to answer them and his actions wh e e just to horribke to look. They caused a deeping dark ball to drop from her troat till it slowly hits the bottom of her stomic pit. But you have to imagine that she sobbs and gets tormented by this feeling that it slows the ball down and she just seems to be lost in a sad while fire yes she is soaked and unable to breath.
Is she creating her own maddness and self inflicting pain as her tormenter is no longer there so she continues to hold on to the thought of him causing her self pain now and missing him even but not know what to miss. Sothe mind goes to sex. Her head spins as she pictures him with all the other females, him treating them right but never her and her slamming her head into her hands trying to figure out why she loved him and opened him up and nurtured him and loved him and then grew his child.
Along those steps she had hope that he would hold her dear and cherrish her and look at her with love but also want to be there for her and help her threw it all. I guess she was missing something and he needing something else.
She just hoped that he would of one day of thought to him self “maybe she needs something..maybe she needs my support or my help or my friendship” but he never did. The second she was totally over loaded with the children and household and the pets and bills and all the responsiblity he left he went looking for a better tree.
Why did she feel so crazy. She looked around her messy house. Her frutrates roomate, and her busy children and cried. Like everyday. She cried..
AtarahJoseeB what A life with me 