Our Lady Of Sorrows

I don’t know how long I was crying on Gerard’s arms but he just held me and rubbed my back until I stopped sobbing.

“This can’t keep happening.” I told him.

“What do you mean?” He asked looking at me.

“Every time I fall apart you can’t be here to pick up the pieces.”

“I love you. And I will always pick up the pieces, Liz, I really do-”

“I understand you love me. But what about when the baby comes? I don’t want it, I don’t want to see it or hold it. But you do. How are things going to work when it gets here?What if I fall apart again but the kid needs you, who will you choose?” I asked him

Gerard opened his mouth to answer but shut it and also shut his eyes. I knew it.

“See, we need to stop this. Were over and we’ve been over for some time now.” I said standing up. “Its time we start acting like it. You should leave, go back to high school, meet a new girl who finds a single parent attractive and live your life while I live mine.” I turned to Gerard who was crying now. God I’m such an ass.

“Liz, please don’t do this.” He begged.

“I’m sorry, I’ll let you take me to doctor’s appointments and I’ll call you when I go into labor but besides that. I don’t want to see you.” I said as I took a few steps away from him.

“I will always love you, and wait for you until you’re ready.” He said before he walked out of the door.

As soon as he left I threw myself back on the sofa and kept crying.

Notes

Till next we meet my killjoys