Delilah's POV
“Hey boo,” I look up once I here Jenna’s voice and I smile at her as she sits next to me before she envelopes me in a sideways hug.
“Hey”
“How’ve you been holding up. We haven’t talked so much of late.” She questions and I sigh as I lay my head on her shoulder.
“I really don’t know.” I say as I sigh one more time and Jenna squeezes my hand and I squeeze hers back.
I then narrate all this morning's drama to her and she doesn't say much only pushes me to talk to her about my jumbled up feelings.
“Gosh, I feel like I’m a spectator to my own life. Every new damn day there’s something new that draws drama. I’m not even sure if I’m okay with having my baby but God knows I already adore him but just the thought of me bringing him into this f****d up life of mine, it scares me
