Chapter 9 ~ Recall
a/n: I know this story is not everyone's cup of tea, so those still with me, I fully appreciate your reading my words. This story is a total heartfail. It's what I write, having buried a child of mine, I know this type of pain well. THANK YOU for reading it. I know I've made a lot of you cry, I wish I could say I'm sorry, but this story should make you cry. I'm right there with you, trust me.
"You have to promise if anything happens to me, you'll take care of her, by yourself."
She said this jokingly. It wasn't funny to me.
"Bella, don't joke about such things. Please."
"Lighten up. We're only having a baby. Nothing is gonna happen to me." Her eyes danced with laughter.
She loved doing this to me. Getting me all worked up.
"And don't forget to name her Harper, when I'm gone." She punched my shoulder and stole a piece of chicken off my plate.
"Hey, stop taking my food. And no, I will NOT name her Harper...that's an awful name." I was half-joking, half-serious.
"I'm hungry because your sperm impregnated my egg, so I can take all the damn food I want." She said as she snatched another piece and popped it into her mouth.
"And you WILL name her Harper because I love it and you love me." She leaned over and kissed my nose.
I pulled her back to me and kissed her mouth. Which made her horny again.
The food was spilt all over the floor as I fucked her against the side of the couch from behind and again on the sofa table.
"See, you will name her Harper." She joked as we laid on the living room floor amongst cold Cchinese food and smelling of sex.
"You know I would." I said as I kissed her softly.
I awake with a start. There you are, sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her. Humming to her.
"You knew I would," I spoke softly.
You nodded your head. I could tell you were smiling.
"Let me go, Edward. She needs you more than I do." I hear your voice in my ear.
"But I need you." I cried to an empty, dark room.
