One Year Later
Lately Bindi has been getting sick alot and i'm afraid for her health. She has a bad rash on her leg and has been rather spotty lately. I fear it may be meningitous but I must hope that it isn't. She hasn't has her MMR jab yet like I had mine years ago.
Every night she cries at maybe one or two am and tonight is no exception.
I'm tired and under my eyes there are huge bags but no matter how tired I am I will take care of my baby girl.
Gently i rock Bindi back and forth as i watch the moon in the sky and tonight, i've decided on a plan of action...
I'm now sixteen and have been in this foster home nearly one year. I have had enough of living here, I am running away.
There is a carrier bag with my things in and a carry cot for Bindi which is now falling to pieces as Uncle Ron bout it last year.
Gently i fed her and placed her into the carry cot as she slept.
I slipped out of the window, into the night but the roof was slippery and I fell, I slipped and fell onto the cold cobbled ground outside the home.
Bindi cried but I had taken the greater part of the fall so she wasn't hurt. I hoped and begged god that someone would hear my babys cries and come and save her.
My body ached and my legs, i couldnt feel them as blood poured from them.
I knew I had head injuries as blood formed around my hair as I rocked Bindi gently.
Luckily I had use of my arms so I held Bindi close. She knew I was dying and so did I which was why she was crying so much.
"MA MA!" she cried as i held her..
Her first words came out just as nearly all my strength left my body and I was glad to have been her first words, to have heard them.
I weakly smiled at my baby girl as she crawled up my body towards my face, her first crawl.
She pressed her lips against my cheeks in a wet kiss and I held her closely.
Suddenly, a man came down the ally where i was laying. He was about sixteen and I partly recognised him, but not fully.
"Samantha? Samantha Potter?" he asked as he knelt beside me
"Kes...Kestall (Kes-tal)," i whispered as I started to see him better
"Yeah...I came looking for you...I've been looking for you for ages...," whispered Kestall as he took my hand.
"You dropped me...," I coughed
"I know...I'm sorry...For not being here...I came looking for you when i found out about the baby...And then your uncle...Now this...," whispered Kestall "I loved you Sam,"
"You...did...," i whispered
"Yes...I know that i played you like something but...I know my mistakes and the moment you left...I realised," started Kestall
"What you'd lost," i finished
"YES...I won't let you die Sam...I won't let you die," whispered Kestall
"No Kestall...Kess...Just take Bindi...Your baby," i whispered
"But...What about you..." he whispered
"I'll not make it...," i whispered
"You will...You have to...," whispered Kestall as he picked me up
Carefully supporting me and Bindi he carried us to the nearest hospital, which wasnt far away where i was rushed into ER.
A nurse came out to talk to Kestall...
"I'm sorry...There isn't much we can do but if you want to you can see her," she said
Kestall nodded and carried Bindi inside with him. He sat down beside my bed and held my hand tightly.
The machine beeped gently in the background...
Baby Bindi crawled over my legs and I smiled weakly at her.
"I'm going to die Kestall," I whispered "I know it,"
"No Sam...You cant, not now, not when I've found you, not when Bindi needs you," he whispered
"No," I whispered "I don't want to die, it's just my time to leave...You promise me that you'll take care of Bindi," I whispered
Kestall nodded "I promise...She's your little girl...," he whispered
"Our little girl...I love you Kestall..." I whispered and squeezed his hand one more time.
Suddenly my hand went limp and no matter how much Kestall squeezed my hand, no matter how much Bindi cried and kissed my cheek, I wouldn't wake up.
The machine finally went bleep in the continuous noise which cut through Kestall.
They tried to revive Sam but no matter how much they tried she did not awaken.
Sam had flatlined and was pronounced dead at 1am on the 13th of December
As Kestall left the hospital with Bindi, the first snow of the season began to fall...
"I love you Sam," he whispered as he carried their baby down the street and into the dark night...
A/N Here we are, the end of part two, soon to come, Part Three My Mistakes – Bindi Rebecca Potters Story. I hope you enjoyed Part 2. Please review and leave messages. Im sorry of the short ness of these stories but I believe they deserve their own little sections for each person as each person has their own story to tell. Ginnys was her's and Harry's Sams was her battle against Voldemort and her baby, Rebeccas, hers will have to wait for the next part. L8ter.