Jimi's P.O.V

I woke up the next morning to find Karen awake laying in the same position as when I fell asleep. "Morning babe..? How'd you sleep?" Nothing. I kissed her temple and got up going into the shower. I finish and come out at look at Karen. Still hasn't moved. I walk to my closet and change into jeans and T-shirt. I come out and go downstairs. I make breakfast and put some on a tray and bring it up to Karen. I put it on the nightstand and kneel in front of her. "I made omelettes. I hope you like them.." Nothin. I stand up and sigh and go downstairs. I don't know what to do. She hasn't moved. She hasn't spoken. She hasn't eaten. I'm worry and frustrated. She's hurting.. I get it. But she need to know I am here. I hurt too and we can get through this together.

My train of thought went on for about 45 minutes to an hour and I go upstairs and check on Karen. She's in the same spot and her food hasn't been touched. I'm starting to get mad.

"Karen!" I snap her out of her trans finally and she looks at me. "I'm sorry but I've had enough! You can be upset. You can cry and hate life. But don't ignore me and keep me out. I know it hurts. I lost the baby too. I know you feel worse. But it's okay. We can get through this. But you need to talk. And move. I know it's a sad thing. And I can't get through it on my own. I need you. And I know you need me. You just don't and you trapped yourself in a daze. I can't help if you won't try. We need to fix this together. So please talk to me and let's fix this one step at a time." She lays there, she looks at me and then I see tears forming.

"I'm s..sorry... I..killed...our baby.."

"Is that why you won't talk to no one..? Cause you think you killed the baby..? Karen that is so not true... You didn't kill the baby... It just wasn't meant to be..." I walk over you Karen and sit on the edge of the bed and lean down to hug her. She hugs back and we just stay together. Just holding each other.

A couple minutes pass and she pulls back. "I'm sorry... I haven't been myself... I just felt so worthless and horrible... I was so scared I let you down or you wouldn't love me anymore..."

"Baby, I'd never stop loving you. We didn't have a baby... That doesn't mean we have to stop trying... We can keep trying... Plus... I like the practice. It's good." She giggles slightly. Its been a while but she laughed. I was happier.

"The practice is pretty good." She said with a smile.

"You're damn right it is. Especially because I practice with you."

"Shut up"

"I'm serious"

"Whatever.."

"I am." She rolls her eyes and in that moment while she's distracted I leans forward and kiss her. She is shocked at first but eventually kisses back.

Karen's P.O.V.

We've been making out for about ten minutes straight. I am really enjoying it. He lays me down and crawls above me and starts feeling my body. As his hands are searching and touching and I feel how sore I actually am. It wasn't this bad probably cause I haven't moved in two days. He keeps touching and I have to pull back. He looks at me confused "What's wrong babe?"

"I'm sorry... I'm still sore and the doctor also said no sex for a week until I recovered..."

"Shoot... I'm sorry..." He gets off and my body gets slightly colder.

"I didn't mean for you to feel bad.."

"No I should have remembered. I wasn't thinking. Did I hurt you?"

"You could never hurt me."

"But you're already hurt and I wanna know if I just made it worse?"

"You didn't."

"Babe..?"

"I'm serious"

"Alright. I don't believe you but I'll go along with it." I lay there and Jimi looks at me. "Will you try and eat..? You haven't ate in two to three days."

"I'm not really hungry.."

"You don't have to eat a lot... Just eat something."

"Alright..." Jimi moves the tray in my lap and I pick up the fork and start eating. He smiles and watches.

I didn't eat much but I ate enough to settle the growing pains from not eating and to settle Jimi's worries. I sip on some water and lay it down. He moves the tray off me and sits beside me. "How was that?"

"It was good. Thank you" I smiles and he pecks my lips and leans his head against mine. I smile and look at him. He's amazing. Even after all I put him through and what he does when I don't do anything... He really loves me... I know its not a joke now. I know he loves me... Otherwise he wouldn't be here.

"I love you"

"I know. I love you too"

"I know. And I'll never forget." I smile as we lock eyes with each other. We don't do much for a while. He just lays down next to me and holds me rubbing my sore stomach and back. I eventually fall asleep for a while and Jimi lays there never leaving my side. He's being protective. I like it.

A couple hours pass and I wake up to see Jimi smiling at me. "Hey beautiful, how was your sleep?"

"It was great."

"That's good."

"Yeah... We have to start packing... We start the tour again..."

"That doesn't mean I can't cuddle you anymore."

"Jimi... Stop being a child. You'll be fine."

"What if I'm not...?"

"You will be." I throw the blank off me and swing my legs over the bed sitting up. I quickly grab my stomach and wince.

"Babe!" Jimi gets up and runs around to me and kneels in front of me. "Breathe, don't move. Are you okay?"

"Yeah... That just hurt, I guess from not moving in two days."

"The doctor said you'd be sore for a while." I nod. "You need any help?" I nod again.

"I need to get dressed. Will you help me?"

"Of course baby." he gets up and goes into my closet, then comes out with a black low cut tank top and the yoga pants he loves because they make my ass look good. He comes over and stands in front of me.

"Arms up baby." I put my arms up as much as I can before it hurts. He grabs the bottom of my shirt and pulls it over my head carefully, then puts on the tank top. He helps me stand and I hold onto his shoulders as he kneels and slides my pants off and puts the yoga pants on. He stands and helps me sit back down on the side of the bed.

"Thank you"

"Always baby. I love you."

"I love you too. We need to pack."

"I'll do it babe."

"Okay. Then help me down stairs, I am gonna start dinner."

"Babe I'll order dinner."

"Jimi... I can't mope around the house all day... I have to try and get back to my normal routines."

"I know... But the doctor said to take it easy."

"I've kept it easy for the two days I laid in bed. I wanna do something."

"Alright... I'll get the suitcases and lays them on the bed. And you can pack. I'll go order a pizza and maybe 4un to the store and buy your favourite wine." I smile.

"That sounds great J... I love you."

"I love you too." He kisses me and stood up goin to get the suitcases. He comes back with them and let's them on the bed. He comes back to me and offers me a hand. I take it and stand.

After a while I get the suitcases packed and I head downstairs. I walk down the steps slowly and reach the bottom nearly out of breathe. Maybe laying in bed for days was bad for my health. I look around and I don't see Jimi.

"Babe?" Nothing. Maybe he went to the store. I walk around the house and see that his keys are gone and so is his truck. I walk outside on the porch and sit on the swing taking a breathe of fresh air.

I sit for about 15 minutes and Jimi's truck pulls up. I watch him as he gets out with lots of grocery bags. I stand up and walk to him.

"Here babe. Let me help you."

"Its okay. I got it."

"Babe the bags are about to rip."

"I got it, I promise." I walk ahead of him and open the door for him. As soon as he stepped inside a bag rips and a carton of milk explodes as it hits the ground all over the floor and walls, Jimi's pants and Me. Jimi looks back at me,

"Oops." I just raise my eye brow and look down at the mess everywhere. "Babe, I'll clean it."

"No... I'll do it. Just go put everything in the kitchen, go change."

"Babe..."

"I mean it. Go."

"Okay... I'm sorry."

"It's fine. Don't cry over spilt milk." He nods and goes to put the groceries in the kitchen then goes upstairs to change. I walk to the kitchen and get paper towel and some wet paper towel. I kneel down and starts cleaning.

Jimi walks down and watches me clean the last of the mess. As soon as I'm done he comes and offers a hand. I take it and stand.

"We need to invest in a mop. My knees are killing me..."

"Yeah, we'll get one. And I said I would have cleaned it."

"Its fine. I had it. You had groceries and were soaked from the milk."

"So were you."

"That's why I kneeled down in it to clean."

"You're amazing. You know that?"

"I know." He laughs and kisses my cheek as the door bell rings. He walks over and opens the door and the pizza man is standing there.

"Babe will you get my wallet in the kitchen?"

"Yeah." I go in the kitchen and grab Jimi's wallet as his phone goes off. It's was his ex girlfriend. To say I was pissed was an understatement. I walk back and hand Jimi his wallet and I go upstairs to change.

I just got finished changing as Jimi came up.

"Hey babe." I just ignore him.

"You wanna watch a movie while we eat pizza and sip on some wine?" I look at him.

"Why don't you invite your ex girlfriend over as well."

"What..? What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about the texts you get from your ex girlfriend."

"Babe... Its not what you think..."

"And what do I think?"

"You maybe thinking that I'm cheating...but I'm not."

"Then why in the hell are you talking to her?! She treated you like shit!"

"I know.."

"No! You don't know!"

"Karen I do... Her brother died and she just needed someone to talk too."

"Have you gone to her place to talk?"

"A couple times.."

"A couple?! Jimi! That's what they do! They call you over and when you feel bad as they cry they take advantage!"

"Karen! Listen to me!"

"No! You listen to me! If it involved your ex girlfriend you should have told me! All those time I thought you were with Phillip you were with her! You lied to me!"

"I know... And I shouldn't have."

"Shouldn't have isn't good enough!" I walk over to the bed and zip up my suitcase for the tour.

"What are you doin?"

"I'm leaving."

"Karen..." I grab the suit case and pull it off the bed. It weighed a lot and with my pains from losing the baby was too much as wince and let a groan escape, and I drop the suit case, leaning over, almost falling.

"Babe!" Jimi ran to my side catching me and held me. "Baby? Are you okay? Do I need to take you in..?"

I take shallow breathes and I shake my head.

"Do you need anything?"

"No... I need you to stay... I'm goin to Kimberly's."

"Baby..."

"No. Just because I'm hurting doesn't change the facts that you did what you did."

"I know... Baby I'm so sorry..."

"I'll be at Kim's..." I stand up straight and leave without my suitcase. I go downstairs and grab my keys and I'm just about to walk out the door but Jimi grabs my arm and spins me around, kissing me passionately.

We stood there kissing for I don't know how long. I finally have the strength to pull away.

"Baby please don't leave... I love you. Not her. I'm here with you. I did lie... And I regret it horribly... I should have told you... And I didn't... I know why you're mad and you wanna leave... I was stupid. Please don't leave because of a stupid mistake... I promise you nothing happened..." I couldn't speak. I stood there with tears threatening to fall.

"Please Karen... I love you."

"I wanna believe you... But you lied... After Mark you promised..."

"Baby please... I'm not like Mark. I lied, yes... But I am doin the one thing Mark never did." I look at him confused.

"I'm fighting for you." I look in Jimi's eyes. He had a point. He was fighting. But after the damage Mark did. It's hard to trust.

"I don't know what to do.."

"Stay."

I look at him and he looks at me with pure love. My hand has never let go of the door knob since he turned me around and I feel closer to leaving then staying. I have to make a choice... And I do.