Authors: Chloe Walsh
I had never seen someone look so guilty.
“I need to rest right now. Getting upset isn’t good for the baby.”
He stood up slowly, nodding.
He wiped the tears from his cheeks with the back of his hand.
He cleared his throat, “Can I come see you tomorrow?”
I shook my head.
“I need some space Kyle, to get my head around everything. I need time.”
He shuddered, and nodded slowly.
Inhaling sharply, he bent down, and kissed my forehead.
I closed my eyes.
It was too painful to watch him leave.
He moved to the door, and looked back, “You’ll never know how sorry I am.”
Then he was gone.
I let out the scream I had been holding in, allowing the sadness to envelope me, as I cried for my lost baby, and for a man who would never love me.
KYLE
I made it to the truck before I dropped to my knees.
I collapsed on the ground.
My life was train wrecking before my eyes, and I couldn’t do a fucking thing about it.
I had finally done it.
I had fucking ruined Lee; in more ways than I had ever imagined humanly possible.
That frightened girl in the hospital bed?
I had done that.
I had broken her.
And this time I couldn’t fix it.
I couldn’t make things better for her.
I cried hard, and loud.
I didn’t give two shits if anyone saw me.
My world was broken.
I felt an arm go around me, pulling me up.
“Kyle, come on bro, get up, let’s get out of here.”
I staggered to my feet.
“It’s gonna be okay man,” Derek said, opening the door of my truck.
I sat in, and he hopped into the driver’s seat.
“I’ve destroyed her Derek.”
He turned on the engine.
“No you haven’t. She’s not broken Kyle. She’s grieving,” he patted my knee, “And so are you man.”
I did not deserve his sympathy.
“How can I be grieving for something I didn’t know I had?”
He sighed, “Just because you didn’t know you had it, doesn’t mean you didn’t want it, and don’t miss it now it’s been taken away from you.”
I didn’t feel shit comparison to Lee.
She should have Derek’s sympathy not me.
“I don’t deserve to feel sad, if I had been there…” I started but he interrupted me,
“No dude, there was no hope. This would have always been the outcome. The baby could not survive in the tube. Lee is lucky to be alive. It’s a fucking miracle it didn’t kill her.”
I shuddered, blocking the thought from my mind.
“But one positive thing is that she’s still pregnant,” Derek looked at me seriously, “This could be it for her man, they removed her tube.”
Shit I had not thought about that.
“Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit.”
Derek smirked sideways.
“Are you finished displaying your wonderful comprehension of the English language? ‘Cause I wanna know the plan.”
Plan?
“What plan?”
Derek sighed in disgust.
“The plan where you find a way to fix this dinosaur sized pile of shit you’ve buried yourself under.”
I couldn’t think straight.
My mind focused on the fact that Lee was pregnant.
She was alive and carrying a baby, my baby inside her.
“Got any ideas?” I asked.
I didn’t care what I’d have to do.
I was going to get her back.
And when I did, I was never going to let her slip away from me again.
######The End.######
Follow Lee and Kyle’s story in Fall To Pieces (Broken #2) coming Spring 2014
Acknowledgements
I would like to thank my family and friends who supported and encouraged me to write this book:
To my mother, who pushed me to carry on when I felt like tearing my hair out, thanks mam.
To my husband John and my children, Ava and Darragh who coped with my disappearance and lack of cooking like troopers, Love you guys.
A huge thank you goes to my good friend Aisling O Callaghan, who gave me endless advice and support, and
help with Break My Fall.
To my friends who fell in love with Kyle as much as I did; Tracy, Eilish, Karen, Aunty, he’s all yours now.
Finally, to my sister Julie, who refuses to read this book until I finish The Fae. I promise I’ll crack on with it now. Love you.
About The Author
Chloe Walsh grew up with her family in the South of Ireland.
The youngest of five siblings, she used reading as her escape mode from the joys of being the 'baby of the family'.
She first met her husband John in secondary school, where they were best friends, but they were nineteen before romance blossomed.
They later had their two children and married. Yes, she sometimes likes to put the cart before the horse.
Chloe has been writing stories for years, and finally plucked up the courage to publish her debut novel Break My Fall in February 2014.
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Table of Contents
Cha pter Four: Morning After Itch
Chapter Ten: Avoidance Technique
Chapter Eleven: Surprise Surprise
Chapter Thirteen: Peace Offering
Chapter Fifteen: Hell Will Freeze Over
Chapter Sixteen: Dixon’s Party
Chapter Nineteen: Birthday Girl
Chapter Twenty-one: Wrong Room
Chapter Twenty-two: The Morning After
Chapter Twenty-three: Drunk Hostility
Chapter Twenty-five: Revelation
Chapter Twenty-six: Green Tights
Chapter Twenty-seven: The Phone Call
Chapter Twenty-eight: Louisiana
Chapter Thirty-four: Fresh Start
Chapter Thirty-six: Nosy Professors
Chapter Thirty-seven: Decorations
Chapter Thirty-eight: Confessions
Chapter Thirty-nine: Anniversary