Chapter 15
My eyes fluttered open. The morning light poured through the bedroom window and scattered all around the room. Where is Erik? "Erik!" I yelled from my spot in the bed. Footsteps came up the stairs and down the hall. I was relieved when Erik's worried face peeked inside the room. "Thank goodness you are okay."
"Good morning, Hazel." Erik smiled. "How are you feeling?"
"I am feeling a little better than I was yesterday; the baby is doing better too." Erik walked over to the bed and kneeled next to me. "I am sorry that I didn't tell you, Erik. I was scared that you would not want it."
"Hazel, why would you go and think of something like that?" Erik asked. "Of course I'd want our baby. Children are miracles, don't you know?" I started laughing when Erik said that children were miracles. "What did I say that was so funny?"
"My mother said "Children can be miracles at times, but usually, they are pains in our rear ends."." Erik started laughing with me. His dark melodious laugh filled the light filled the room causing a chill to run down my spine. "I love you, Erik."
"I love you, as well, Hazel." Erik said helping me to my feet. "What do you want for breakfast, my dear?"
Maxwell's Pov
"Those back stabbing Giry's." I muttered to myself. Slowly standing up from my chair, I turned and looked out the window. This time they got away, but Hazel won't... "Hazel, when I find you, you'll be sorry you ever left with that wretched ghost." I grabbed my coat and opened the door to face the springtime breeze. Quickly, I made my way down the road and to the local bar.
Erik's Pov
Hazel was on her 7th month and was acting moody as usual, but I still loved her more than ever. Not once had we received word of Maxwell which was good for Hazel. I didn't need her stressing over it with the baby on the way. Every now and then, Hazel would wake up screaming from horrible nightmares. It scared me every time her scream rang throughout the house. Recently, the dreams kept getting worse. Just this morning, Hazel woke up crying for me.
"Erik, I... I don't think I can take these dreams anymore." Hazel said as she sat next to me at the piano we had at our house. "They keep getting... getting..." She broke down crying. I pulled her into my arms and held her to my chest. I breathed in her intoxicating scent. She smelt of the ocean breeze and lilacs. My poor Hazel...
"I know that they are, Hazel." I whispered. "I know..." She continued crying for a few more minutes. I tilted her head up towards me. "Hazel, crying won't help anything." Finally, she wiped the tears from her face and she smiled. "There's the smile I've been waiting for."
"Oh, Erik; you do know I love you?" I nodded. "Erik, can you play a song for me?"
"Sure." I said and started playing the piano. Not before too long, Hazel leaned up against my shoulder and fell asleep.
Hazel's Pov
As Erik played the piano, I grew very tired. Soon I found myself leaning up against his shoulder. When I woke up, I found myself lying in the bedroom. I most likely had slept for a few hours. The house was unusually quiet, which scared me. Slowly, I stood up from the bed and walked into the hallway. The house was dark when I walked through it.
"You looking for somebody?" a voice came from behind me. Suddenly, the scent of alcohol filled my senses. It couldn't be! I turned around and found myself looking at Maxwell. "You're pregnant, I see. So that monster knocked you up."
"Why can't you just leave me alone?" I asked trying to hide my fear. Maxwell began walking towards me. I started backing up when I bumped into a soft wall. That's strange... I didn't know walls were...
"Hazel, are you okay?" Erik's voice made me jump.
"Erik, I saw him in the hall. It was... was... Max..." I began crying. He wasn't really here... It was just my mind playing tricks on me.
"Oh, my poor Hazelnut." Erik said holding me to him.