A/N: Title from the song You Found Me by The Fray
Lost and insecure, you found me ~
4) You Found Me
Hayley sat cross legged on a wooden bench in a park. The leaves around her fluttered and rustled and it distracted her thoughts. She listened to the sound of a stream nearby and all the other sounds of life around her. She oddly liked parks, but didn't visit them often, just only when she needed to.
The quiet cloaked her and she found herself feeling calmer. She closed her eyes and breathed regularly.
When she opened them she noticed the moon peeking out from under a tree branch. She greeted it like an old friend despite it's curse.
"Hey..." she spoke out loud. She had discovered that talking helped, even if it was to the moon. She used to do this quite a bit before, especially after her adoptive parents kicked her out. She had felt so very lost...
"You'll take care of us right?" she asked quietly, gazing up at the brilliant orb and tenderly stroking her stomach.
"Just us." She sighed and found herself thinking of those old times.
"You think I'll make a good mother?" she enquired nervously.
"You see Elijah asked me if I know how rare love is and I never answered...but the answer is yes."
"I haven't had much love in my life." she let the words escape with difficulty, she didn't dwell on her past much at all but Elijah had got her thinking.
"People will probably call me lucky huh?" she chuckled to herself lightly.
She looked down at the bump and found she was fighting the tears once again. A few escaped but she brushed them away, desperately trying to be the tough girl she was.
As she fought this wave of feeling, she heard a noise behind her and her head turned sharply, scanning her surroundings. She waited listening though no other sound came.
Hayley stifled a sob and turn around to face her friend once again.
Unknown to her however, behind her stood Elijah and he had heard every word.