Jessica laid in bed that night, unable to sleep. This had become a habit and didn't surprise her at all.
She carefully slipped out of the bed and began wandering around the house. As she walked through her hallway, she glanced over the frames hanging.
Her eyes teared up at the photo of George holding their babygirl. Jessica's chest tightened as she thought back to that day. Before she even had realized what she'd done, she'd already thrown the picture.
Everything was a reminder. Everything needed to go. She quickly shook that thought away and cried all over again, sliding down the wall into the floor. She pulled her knees to her chest and just let it all out again. The dull ache came back as usual and she quickly went for the bathroom. She thought she was never going to make it.
The cool toilet seat relieved her flushed face. The ache still hadn't passed from her stomach after emptying her stomachs contents. Jessica's lip quivered and she realized, she didn't know what was happening anymore.
She didn't know what to do anymore. She had come to the point where she couldn't do anything. Everything was a reminder of either George or her baby girl. She didn't know who she was anymore and she couldn't stand it. She was done, tired. So, she looked up. For the first tine in a long time, she looked up for guidance.
"I can't do this on my own anymore. I need help. Please help me. You're the only one who could ever help me and I've tried everything but coming to you. I need something to pull me through the darkness." She spoke these words as if they were her saving grace.
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On The Edge Of Darkness
FanfictionJessica struggles with heart ache and uncertainty on a road where everything is not as it seems. Switching paths to a different course can change her life. But what exactly about it will change? (July 17th 2018) This is something new that I'm writin...
