It Doesn't Have To End Like This

Sleeping Alone

Whitney's POV
I walked up to the room with Halie in my arms.
I wanted to bust out in tears, but I can't because of Halie.
It's bad enough she woke up because of us yelling at each other. I don't know what got between us.
I took Halie in her room.
I set in the rocking chair.
I rocked the chair back and fourth.
Halie was such a beautiful girl.
I hope we get along so she doesn't have to go through this.
I started to hum a song.
In about five minutes Halie was asleep.
I laid her in her bed, covered her up, and kissed her forehead.
I then close the door a little ways while walking out.
I stopped to look down the stairs.
I was thinking to myself should I go talk to Jack or not.
I kept thinking.
I decided not to because he honestly scared me. He never yelled at me before.
Tears starting to form in my eyes so I ran to our room.
I close the door and lock it behind me.
I ran over to the bed, bury my face in a pillow, and started bawling my eyes out.
I couldn't do this.
Half an hour later...
I was barley crying anymore. I mean I couldn't because I didn't have no more tears left. They're all gone.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming upstairs.
I knew it was Jack.
Jack then tried to open the door, but it was locked.
He then knocked on the door.
"Babe I'm sorry." Jack said.
"I don't want to hear your apologies." I told him while wiping my eyes.
"Please just let me in." Jack said.
"No." I told him.
"Please." Jacked beg.
I keep thinking should I let him in or not.
I couldn't stand to talk to him for the rest of the night.
So I simply told him this.
"You know what Jack. You can sleep your sorry ass on the couch tonight." I simply told him.
"Whatever, fine, be that way." Jack said back.
I then heard him walk downstairs.
I slip my body under the covers.
Closed my eyes and said a little prayer.
Looks like I'm sleeping alone tonight.