A Love Like War

My day with Miracle was a great one. It was calming me down from the Jack situation, and plus, I even planned for when he got home that we would talk things out, and I would apologize for my horrible words. He didn't deserve to hear those things; he was much more than a drop out. He worked so hard every day. Jack was a strong worker, and I admired him so much for that. I guess my anger and irritated demeanor made me slip out a few unwanted things. I knew that if I just sat with Jack, he would understand. I even planned to tell him that they were more than welcome to come with me to college. I wanted the journey together; I realized that would be such an extra set of encouragement.

I had just gotten back in the house, with Miracle, from a nice day at the park when Jack pulled up from work. I saw Miracle's excitement, and I couldn't help but blush. "Go to the door, baby! Go greet dad!" I encouraged. She ran to the door to greet him. They exchanged hugs along with amazing gifts. He gave her the sweetest presents imaginable. He always knew what she liked. I was leaning against the kitchen wall with my head down low. I wasn't going to speak to him unless he spoke to me; I didn't want to be ignored anymore. As Miracle went to zap Boo with the wand, Jack spoke up,

"We need to talk." I perked up with widened eyes. I walked over to the couch with him. When I tried to sit close, he just inched away from me. I sighed, not wanting to intrude. I played with my hands, asking,

"Where do we start?" He spoke a few words until he spoke those horrid five words:

"... I think we should break up." My eyes widened in horror; what?! Where was this coming from? Was I saying just a slip up this bad that we needed to break up!

"W-Why!? What did I do!?"

"Alex, I don't think this working out. We really aren't doing well anymore, so I think it's for the best that we end it. I am going to take custody of Miracle, and you can go off to college." That's when I exploded.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" I shot up. My face was as red as molten lava, and my fists were clenched. Jack's eyes widened at my actions. "You're taking custody of her? Why do you always take her from me, Jack!? I carried her inside of me for 7 months -- supposed to be 9! I risked my life to give birth to her early; I had to sign every fucking paper when she was rushed to the Emergency room those few times when she was born! I was the one throwing up every morning for three fucking months! I was the one who gained 30 pounds over the course of the pregnancy! I was the one who had back problems! I was the one who was pregnant! And, somehow, you always manage to take her from me!" Jack was now staring at me terrified. Me, I was crying so hard that my skin would be as wrinkled as drenched finger tips.

"I was the one who carried her in me, almost dying! I have been doing everything while you've been gone working, and when something goes wrong, you always take her from me! If you want to take the fucking girl that I almost died for, have her! I am done trying with you, Jack!" I snatched the ring from my finger and threw it at his chest. "I am going to college, and I am going to go get the education I wanted. And, it's funny how, when you got home, I planned to apologize and have you guys come with me." I turned on my heel and stormed upstairs. I saw Miracle standing at the top of the steps, looking at me confused. I sighed, ignoring her. I just went into my room and started packing ALL of my stuff. Not just a night bag -- everything.

I heard Jack storm into the room. "What are you doing!?" Like, is he an idiot, or?

"Well, genius," I snapped, "I am fucking gone. Aren't we over? Isn't our family broken?" I quizzed hastily. Jack crossed his arms and looked down at the ceiling. I slammed both of the suitcases closed and put them clad in my hands. I turned around, glaring. "I hope you have fun with your daughter, Jack. Because, it seems like she's not even mine anymore. I won't even fight; have her if you want her so damn bad." I pushed passed him and Miracle without any goodbyes; I wasn't going to break my heart anymore. I walked down the street and headed to my old home where I knew I was actually welcome.

Notes

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xoxo krys