hey guys !
This is the sequel to Trapped! sorry it's so short! but i'm really busy, i'll try make it longer . . . hope you enjoy it! Remember to please read and review!
Chapter One
The new life
Rose always ended her story that she never saw Cal again . . . but what if she did?
Rose danced as best as she could with Cora, but her large belly sticking out made it hard. "Alright Cora," she said, allowing herself to fall into a chair, "Mummy needs a rest." Cora made a disappointed face, her big blue eyes pleading for more, rose laughed. "Later, mummy's tired with carrying your brother or sister around." She smiled and reached out towards Cora's small hands, taking them and placing them on her swollen belly. "Feel it?" Cora's big blue eyes got if possible-even bigger, and a smile spread across her face, the way it always did when she felt that baby kick. Only five years old, Cora was a beautiful little girl. From her mother she had inherited her red hair and fiery spirit, from her father, piercing blue eyes and a talent for drawing. "Mummy," she whispered, "she's so strong." Rose smiled, "it might be a boy," she reminded her daughter. She was almost due now, and she knew it had been rather stupid to insist that her and Jack go to the Chippewa falls local fair, but she couldn't help it; she liked to be a part of things.
"Alright, heres your food!" said a cheery voice from behind them. "Daddy! The baby kicked, I felt it again daddy!" Cora tugged at her father jack's t-shirt. Jack smiled as he squeezed between them. "Did you?" he rubbed Rose's stomach playfully, "wow that's baby's strong isn't it?" Cora giggled. As they ate Rose remembered all the wonderful times she had with Jack. What would she have done if it had all gone differently? If she had married Cal? Surely she would be dead now. Instead she was here with the man of her dreams, who loved her just as much as she loved him. She had a beautiful daughter-and another child soon to be.
Jack turned to look at her. "what?" he asked playfully. His eyes lowered there gaze upon her belly. "you should have stayed at home, rose." He said thoughtfully. "oh really?" said rose, raising her eyebrows and putting on an air of snootiness that only she could achieve. Jack burst into laugher, before leaning over and giving her a kiss. "Daddy!" Jack gave rose a meek smile as the five year old interrupted the moment. As jack listened patiently to whatever Cora might be telling him, Rose watched as a gentleman and his wife, beautifully dressed, past by, wrinkling their noses at the "poor" people. "I've got more class than you," thought Rose angrily, the woman reminded her strongly of Ruth. Ruth, she hardly ever thought about her. She never referred to her, spoke of her, or thought of her as her mother. After all, she had nearly destroyed, her, and when she had found the man of her dreams, her soul mate, tried to force her to marry cal. She hated Cal. And now, she found her hating most of those rich snobs, she knew she used to be one of them, but she was different now, she'd always wanted to break free.
"Rose?" jacks wonderful caring thought broke into her thoughts. "Yes?" he smiled at her. "Paul needs a hand, do you mind if I leave? I wouldn't, but," "go on!" she cut in, giggling. "I'll be fine." Jack gave her his wonderful smile and hurried away to help Paul, who was in a muddle somewhere. "mummy! Mummy! Can we dance now!" Cora pulled hard at her mother's hands. Rose allowed herself to be pulled over to the crowd of happy couples dancing, as she tried to teach her impatient daughter the dance Jack had once taught her. After a while Rose found herself beginning to tire. "wait here," she said, "I just need to get a drink. Now stay here Cora, and don't move." She made it very firm and clear to the reluctant five year old. "yes mummy." Rose hurried as best as she could to the table where she'd left her drink. Taking a large sip, finely, she was satisfied. Turning round, her eyes searched for Cora, she should have been only a few meters away-but she was gone.