Nate ~ 6 months later. I take one look at my beautiful wife and feel a tight pulling on my heart strings. She's so perfect, so beautiful, and goddamn sexy. But she's also amazing inside too. Even more amazing now there's something else inside her. Baby Clarke: Due October 10th. I held the baby scan in front of my face for what felt like the hundredth time, but simultaneously still felt like the first. The excitement building inside my chest, the pounding of my heart, and the love I already carried inside me for this little human that wasn't even here yet, was enough to convince me my life was perfect. I lifted my eyes up to Daisy again, smiling as she laughed so hard at something my mother said about my father, and then dropped my eyes back to the scan picture. I'm sure there was a twinkle in my eye, I was the happiest I could be. After Robert made his final entrance into our lives and tried to officially end Daisies, but ended up dead himself, we were free. He could no longer hu
NateIt's been a week since Daisy's outburst. I've been mentally preparing myself if she has another, but there's only so much I can do. Next time, if there is a next time, she could leave and never come back. The thought makes me anxious and terrified, but hopefully with a counsellor there shouldn't be anything to worry about.We both agreed that at least one session a week would be beneficial and, if she doesn't feel too comfortable, I can attend the sessions with her. The counsellor agreed it was okay and explained it can be extremely helpful in these situations. I just wanted my girl back and happy. I lay beside her in bed, arm possessively wrapped around her and stroking her bare back. She was so fucking perfect. Little snores vibrated on my chest and filled my ears, making me smile down at her. She would definitely call me a creep if she knew I was watching her sleep, but I couldn't help myself. She was soon to be my wife and no woman compared to her, no one could ever hold my
DaisyI woke to soft, feathery sheets enveloping me; memory foam surrounding my head; and a big, strong arm wrapped across me. Nate was holding onto me as if I was about to slip out of his hold if he didn't. Fingers curled around my waist, while the rest of his rock solid body pressed against my back. I hummed contently. I'd missed this so much being in hospital. The beds were uncomfortable and my gorgeous boyfriend - no fiancé - wasn't beside me all night, holding me tight."Morning, beautiful." His husky voice was music to my ears, so sexy and hot. I turned so I was facing him. Sleep looked good on him, his eyes were heavy and his hair was more tousled than usual. "You're so sexy." "As much as I want to ravage you right now, and show you just how sexy I can be," He growled, nipping at my earlobe. "Hope is due in school today and there's nothing better than her mommy being able to take her." A big smile spread across my face. I'd completely forgot about Hope being back at school.
Daisy To be awake, to be alive, and to see the two most important people to me, is beyond amazing. I look up at Nates face to see him tickling Hope and making her laugh, a smile spread on my face. It's all I need right now. Of course, being awake has its disadvantages too. Like the fact Robert was the first face I saw when my eyes opened. I still hadn't told anybody that he was definitely here, albeit I heard rumours. Sometimes, I think the detectives think I'm hard of hearing and not suffering a gunshot wound. Each time they escort Nate outside the room, I hear them. It's starting to get irritating. As if the detective had pulled out a crystal ball and began trying to read my mind, he entered the room. First, he addressed Nate. "Good morning, I see you're all happy today. That's what I like to see." Then he turned to me. His face changed instantly. "And, how are you? Daisy." I scoffed. I'm not sure why I was being so sour towards him today, but I wasn't in the mood for his usual
Nate A week passed and Daisy still wasn't awake. I was losing my mind. Why couldn't she just wake up? It had been nearly four months, Christmas was almost here. "Daddy? I really want mommy to wake up now." Hope climbed onto my lap, blankie in hand, with eyes so sad. "I know baby, so do I." I gave her a cuddle, rubbing her back. "Would you like to see her again?" It was a rational decision. It was about eight in evening, she should have been in bed. But I was missing Daisy more than ever tonight too. "Yes! Can we go now?" She jumped up, accidentally kicking me in the stomach. I hid a groan. "Of course, go put your slippers on. You can go in your pyjamas." I chucked a pair of sweats on with a plain T-shirt while she found her slippers, and waited at the door. She came running in with so much excitement, I couldn't contain my smile. She was so precious. I picked her up and carried her to the car. I was surprised she hadn't fell asleep in the car, but once we got there she was stil
Nate"Hope, which one will mommy love?" "Hmm," she twisted her mouth with her index finger patting her lips. "I think that one, daddy" Engagement rings. She hadn't woke up yet, but she would. She had to. I had faith. In a moment of madness, but definitely not something I regret, I asked Daisy to marry me. I meant every word I said to her and would say it a thousand times over if I could. I was getting this ring, and in a few weeks time - maybe months, I was getting down on one knee and sliding it on her left hand. She was going to be Mrs Clarke. Hope had pointed to a rose gold ring. It was beautiful. I always imagined ordinary gold or silver, but this was different. Beautiful and unique like her. It stood out like she did. The diamond in the middle sparkled against the glass as the tiny bit of sun we had shone through, brightening Hopes little face up. I already imagined both their faces the day it happens, especially when I mention her little girl picked the ring. "Okay, we'll go