complication was that I was a million miles away from him. Detroit was a long ways from Vegas.
Things were so much better in Vegas. I liked the pace of living there. My job was awesome at the hospital. I still hadn’t quit yet. I needed to, but I had taken a leave of absence.
Sydney had planned to send back my things. She was in the process of boxing up my room for me. I think she was taking her sweet ass time in hopes that I would change my mind and go back. In so many ways I wanted that as well, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Not yet anyways.
I decided I should probably reply to Justice.
Me: Hi Justice. I’m making it. Just waking up.
Justice: You realize it is pretty late there don’t you?
I looked at the time; it was late. Really late, it was well into the afternoon.
Me: Yeah I guess it is kinda late. Sorry just sleepy.
Justice: Babe I’m worried about you.
I was worried about me as well. I had basically slipped into a deep depression. My emotions were spread all over my room, kinda like the dirty laundry on the floor. I had thought about going to see a doctor about prescribing me an antidepressant, but then I decided against it because I didn’t want to be dependent on a pill. But I would be the perfect candidate for a shrink.
Me: I know you are. To be honest I’m worried about me too. I’m just not the same person anymore.
Justice: Have you gotten out of the house yet?
I didn’t want to lie to him. Since I had been home I had kept myself locked in the safety of my room. I didn’t want to see any of my friends or my extended family. Explaining why it hadn’t worked out in Vegas wasn’t something I was eager to do. Keeping to myself at this time suited me.
Me: No
Justice: Well you need to, sunshine is good for you. It would make you feel better. Look I know you are upset about everything. But come back and give me the chance to prove to you that everything will be okay.
I wanted to, I really did. Being with Justice would put a smile on my face but it would also remind me of the baby we lost. I knew that I wasn’t very far along and I hadn’t had the chance to grow an attachment to him or her, but I felt like a little part of me had died when I had the miscarriage, and in all actuality it had. When I left the ER that night, I left a piece of my tattered heart there as well. At this point I didn’t know if I could ever get pregnant again. I was told I could physically but the point was, I didn’t know if I wanted to. If something happened again I didn’t know what it would do to me.
Me: Justice, as much as I appreciate it I need to stay here and figure things out on my own. My terms and my own timing. I can’t do something because you want me to. Just give me time to heal. I feel safe here.
And I did feel safe here. Jensen was a long ways away. I was with my parents in a city I knew with people who cared about me. It was the best fit for me at the moment. If I went back to Vegas I would be too freaked out that Jensen would try to attack me again.
Justice: Abbee, I will keep you safe. I will never allow anyone to hurt you again. You have my word.
His word. He was an upstanding guy. I knew he believed in what he was saying and I did too. I guess I was just too much of a chicken or too stubborn. I liked the cocoon of being in my parents’ home.
Me: I know you would. I have no doubt in my mind you would take good care of me. Just please respect my decision to stay in Detroit. It’s what I know. Plus it is really good to see my parents. They missed me.
Being so far apart from my parents was hard. I was close to them and they treated me like a queen. I was an only child, so I was pretty much spoiled rotten. I had a really good life with them. Granted I didn’t want to live with them the rest of my life but I was comfortable here. When I was up to eating there was always something prepared for me and when I wanted to talk I knew they would be there. They were just really good