Empty Space | Chaennie

Chapter 2

I have nothing against you... you are truly most sweetest human being but... even the nicest person can't see their wife carrying someone else child. I don't wanna do this...." She shakes her head hiding her face in her palms. 

"I don't... I don't wanna do this... I can't—I can't do this alone...I don't want this" she hollered tears rolling down her cheeks causing her expensive suit to saturate.

I sat on my feet in front of her tilting my head up to her, she was hurt. She was sobbing like a baby, and I felt her pain. I attempted to feel it but I knew I couldn't understand how horrified she would be when she found out about her pregnancy, I wiped my tears before she could see as I uncovered her face from her hands.

Oh god... her face was flushed red.

My tears eventually slipped but I didn't let another one make its way out.

"Ca-calm down, Jennie."

I held her hands even though I was terrified that she would yank my hand.

"Yo—you shouldn't be here.... You don't deserve this... you must leave me. You don't have to... you don't have to be here. I would be home after the—ab..." she couldn't even say it.

With all the love of god, I hugged her tugging her down and she instantly enveloped her arms tightly around me. She burst out crying so badly pushing my tears to flow too, her head hiding in my shoulder compelling my body to shiver. I sobbed in tears soundlessly, wishing she wouldn't know, hoping I could do something to make her feel better.

"Re-relax... I'm here, I won't leave I promise... " I assured her stroking her back in a circle marginally.

She was sitting on the bench so my legs began to trumble though I also knew she needed a hug. I kept still tip-toeing on my feet to make it more manageable for her to hold onto my shoulder.

"I... I'm sorry... I didn't want this... I—I didn't want to marry you, I swear I didn't... I didn't want to ruin your life... my parents don't want their reputation to be engulfed so they forced me to marry you. I'm sorry... I'm so...sorry" she murmured apologising in my ear.

I felt her charring tears onto my neck dousing my shirt and I acknowledged how wrong I was to blame her for marriage.

I shouldn't have shouted at her, I should have listened to her first, I breathed feeling my cheeks skin drying though another trail of tears inundated my cheeks. 

This is not how imagined I would hug her for the first time. It's hurt painfully

"Okay... okay... I get it but you can't kill this unborn child." I breathe feeling the pain in my stomach because of holding the tears.

She pulled away lightly only to skim at me from my shoulder I bent to her face, "I can't... I have to or people will—"

"People will what? We are married, we are allowed to have a child" I smiled.

I wanted to wipe her diamond-like tears I wanted to take away all the pain from her beautiful, no... most ever captivating eyes. I hated to see pain in her eyes, I discerned so connected to her even though it's been a day. All I understand is I promised to be with her forever and I would be.

The tears trailed once again at the same time from her eyes, "N..no... no, no, no... you can't... you don't hav—have to. I can give you divorce you can be happy with someone else... yo—" she asphyxiated on her breath.

As softly as possible I grazed my fingers on her cheeks brushing the tears from her eyes out. "Okay..." I agreed.

Her face turned more melancholy and she pulled away wiping her tears and glancing around hesitantly, "Of course! You should be... you should be with someone who loves you, who can be your partner and I—"