Chapter 8

• I was away for fucking five months. My heart was restless because next week my baby is going to be born and I should be there. And most importantly I want to see Noah. I asked him to wait for me. Shit. I was sitting on my bed but for some unknown reasons I was scared. I should go back before I regret something. Why am I feeling this way? Shit.. I started to pull my hair. What is this? Why am I acting like this? 
• “Why are you upset?” I heard my father’s voice as he came into my room. 
• “I don’t know dad. I’m scared” I was honest. I was really scared for something that I didn’t even know.