Nova
All this stress is not good for me or Jaxen. I feel like there’s a big heavy ball lodged between my stomach and my heart that won’t go away. I’ve had a few abdominal pains that weren’t as bad but reminiscent of the last time. I kept tucking my hands between my legs feeling for blood. Jack had absolutely forbidden me from getting out of bed and even brought in one of those hospital commodes so I wouldn’t have to walk far to use the bathroom. I thought it was gross and a little extra, but I didn’t think arguing would make our stress levels any better.
“It’s been almost twenty-four hours Samson!” My dad yelled from the living room. “I don’t want to hear you’re doing what you can! I don’t care if I have to kick down every damn door in this town but I’m going out to fi
