Chapter 4: Babies

Nessie's POV

The very next morning I woke up to the sound of a baby crying. I vaguely hoped that someone would take care of Jason so that I could go back to sleep. When I realized that that was not going to happen I got up to go see what was the matter with him myself. I quickly found him crying his little eyes out in his crib.

Almost as soon as I picked him up he calmed down. His crying had turned into sniffling. My parents, as well as my brother and sister, always did say that I had a magic touch with him. I didn't know if it was true, or if they were just saying that so that I could do most of the dirty work. I have changed many many dirty diapers these past few months. I have also been puked on and peed on more times then I care to remember. But if there is one thing that I can say it is that he does seem to prefer me over everybody else in my family. Much to my mom's disdain.

I also had to admit that the more I bonded with Jason and took care of him the more I loved him. When he first came into the family a few months ago I was very apprehensive about the whole idea of having a screaming, crying, peeing and pooping machine living with us full time. But I don't know, there was just something about the little guy that made him grow on me.

I then found a note from my parents saying that they had already left work. Dad had another one of his so-called business deals to go to. Mom had to go to work early. Josh was already gone too. So it was just Angela and I. Just the two of us. Well three of us if you count a three month old trouble making baby boy.

Once I changed his diaper I made him a bottle and fed him. I think that he was even hungrier then usual because he seemed to be drinking his meal even faster then usual today.

As I was sitting on the couch I heard a notification on my phone. Someone had posted something on my Facebook. It said You little freak of nature you really should just go die already. Nobody wants you or loves you. I don't even understand how you can look at your ugly ass self in the mirror everyday. You bitch!

I could feel the tears starting to fall from my eyes. You know the one thing that sucks about social media? It's that now you can literally be bullied 24/7. I mean it happens to me all the time on both Facebook and Twitter. Most of the people that bully me at school also bully me online. I tried to ignore their comments the best that I could, but I just couldn't.

I put the phone down and just focused on my baby brother instead. He was perfectly happy just to lay there in my arms.

Soon Angela came out.

"Good morning Nessie" she said through a yawn.

"Good morning Angela" I said back to her. "Are you okay?" I asked her. She still looked upset from everything that happened yesterday.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just can't believe that Mitchell dumped me" she said, sounding a bit upset still.

"It'll be okay. At least you have a supportive family. You know that you we will help you as much as we can when the baby arrives. How do you feel about having a baby?" I suddenly asked her.

"Well, I'm happy" she said. "I know that it's unplanned but I already love him or her. I'm also happy that I have a very supportive family. Honestly I was afraid that mom and dad were going to kill me when I told them yesterday. But they didn't" she said. "So I guess that is a good thing"

"It's a really good thing" I said. I couldn't help but feel happy at the idea of another baby in the house. I wanted to have my own baby some day.

When I turned on the news they were talking about the latest disappearances. Two more babies were taken from a hospital this morning. This news really depressed me. I couldn't even imagine the pain that these families are going through. Or how terrified for their babies that they must be feeling. I really hoped that whoever was doing this would get caught already.

"You know something? I'm scared. With all the missing babies and kidnapped pregnant women I'm scared that something like that will happen to me or my baby" Angela told me. I could hear the fear in her voice.

"I'm sure you will be fine. I mean dad says that the entire police force are doing everything that they can to stop this"

"If you asked me dad isn't doing enough"

I could not argue with that. I agreed with her. Dad wasn't doing enough. I think if he were less preoccupied with his secretive business meetings then he would be doing more to solve this problem.

I went to cook breakfast as soon as the commercials came on. My sister didn't feel like doing much after that. So I decided to take Jason out for a little while. There was an extra car seat in the garage which I used.

The little guy was sound asleep by the time that we got to the mall. I carefully got him out of the backseat and closed the door.

When I was walking through the mall I heard several very familiar laughs

"Oh look at that! She has got a baby!" one of them shouted. A fit of giggles came afterward.

"So we can add the words 'slut' and 'whore' to the list of the things we can call her!" A voice that sounded horribly like Ashley's say.

"I'm surprised that anyone would even want to be with that that thing! She is a terrible excuse of a human being! She is so fucking ugly it hurts to look at her!" It was Teresa that shouted at me now.

I just ignored them and continued to walk.

I thought that I had lost them until someone pushed me extremely hard. I hit my head on the edge of water fountain. Jason started crying. He now had a cut on his arm from scraping it against the edge of the fountain even though I did the best that I could so he would not get hit.

I saw my bullies smiling at me evilly. Just my luck there weren't any witnesses to see what happened.

Then I spotted them. Three extremely beautiful women. Their pale skin and gold eyes were the only traits that they had in common. One of them was short with black hair. She reminded me of a pixie for some reason. The second was a blond. She was easily the most beautiful woman that I had ever seen. She looked like an airbrushed model on the cover of Vogue magazine. The third woman had brown hair and a heart shaped face. For some reason she looked a lot like me.

One thing was for sure. All three of them were extremely angry. And all three of them were walking over toward us.

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