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06/12/2021 07:55 PM 

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↝ a  REPLY to KRISSY

Everything had been off for weeks ever since the miscarriage. They'd went from saying "I love you" multiple times a day, to once, and now there were days they'd seemingly forgotten to at all. Krissy had been distant. Will couldn't deny so had he. They were trying to fall back into their normal, to move on or along, but it had been a struggle. Everyone kept telling them everything was going to be okay and it was going to take time. He believed it, because he believed in their relationship - in them.

Even though Texas had a rocky start, it did Will a great deal of good mentally. Just being back to "work" and getting back on stage. It helped him get his mind off of all the negatives and focus on other things. Music had always been healing for him. Ever since childhood and he picked up his first instrument. It hadn't had the same affect for Krissy. The trip and being back in the limelight came too soon. She needed more time to cope. He respected it and understood it. Though he wished he knew how to help heal her; seeing her in pain, struggling, heart ache hurt more than his own. He wished he could take it all away and bring that breath taking smile back full time.

The dark cloud that shined over them seemed to be in overtime. Krissy seemed more distant than ever. Even once he returned home to Nashville. He had no clue about the letters she had been receiving with accusations that he had been going to leave her, cheating on her, and reminding her she'd lost their baby. She'd been keeping them a secret from him. Why? He couldn't understand unless she was starting to believe them. That she wanted to ignore them and deny them, because she was scared they were true.

How could she believe that though? He had reminded her every day that he loved her - - - or had. He realized it had been slipping at that lately. They both had though. Will wasn't shy to tell everyone else how he felt about Krissy. He still bragged to his mama, sisters, Beau, and what ever friend would listen to how. She didn't even know it. How could he neglect to remind her? Especially now - when she was so broken over everything else.

Of course, he didn't want to believe that even so she could even think he would cheat on her even so. He would never.

- - - - - 
 
There were a series of chiming sounds, as the phone rang through to the other side of the line before being sent to voicemail. "You've reached Krissy, leave a message." He didn't leave a message instead hanging up and calling directly back to get the same. He repeated this several times before admitting defeat. They'd never ignored each other's calls; they'd answer in the worst times even to just say they had to call each other back.

F u c k. She knew. There was nothing to know, but there were allegations being thrown. Something in the pit of his stomach told him she knew of them already. How he couldn't understand how though. He just walked out of the meeting with his management refusing to pay this women. She couldn't have had time to take it to the press yet. Maybe he was reading too much in Krissy not answering his calls. Except his gut said he was right on the money.

Pulling out the crumbled up sonogram from his pocket. How did whoever know he was at the label to put it on his truck windshield? How did they know it was his truck? If they were leaving notes here, could they have at his house? Where Krissy was? Or could they be sending her notes too?

He attempted to call her once more, voicemail. "Baby, I'm on my way home. I think we need to talk. I love you."
 
- - - - -

Come on, Bucky. You can't sit in the driveway all evening and hide in your truck, because you're scare she knows a bunch of lies. You have go inside, face the music, and be honest. Krissy knows you. She knows you'd never cheat on her. She knows you wouldn't lie to her. Hell, she knows when you try to lie. You're a horrible liar and your face always gives it away. She knows you wouldn't do anything to hurt her. She knows you love her. She had to know that.

"Honey, I'm home," he said trying to sound up beat, as he pushed the heavy wooden door open. She barely let him get through the doorway before she stood in front of him questioning him, Not only him, but their relationship. "Krissy, baby." he opened his mouth to talk, to explain, to tell her nothing happened and he had no clue who this women was. She cut him off, so he let her talk, yell, finish what she had to say.

Krissy pushed past him out through the door. "Don't call." He turned on his heel, ignoring the door hanging open and ran after her. "Will you stop for five seconds and let me talk," he yelled out in frustration. A sigh parted his lips, as she paused at the car, and looked up at him. "I don't know what is said in these letters, but I swear to God. Krissy, there is no one else. It's you and me, babe."

"Micheal called me into a meeting to say someone is accusing me of being their 'baby daddy' and it's all lies. Krissy, I could never do that to you." he let out an exhausted sigh. "You have to believe me, because it's true." If they were able to switch roles, would he believe her? He wasn't sure. So, how could he expect that from her. "Will you at least come in the house, so we can talk or fight? Or what the f u c k ever, but running away isn't going to fix s h i t."

There were tears built up in his eyes, the thought of loosing Krissy killed him. They already lost their peanut. He couldn't loose her. She was his only stable part of his life these days. "Please," his voice cracked.

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