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Previously

"Damn it!" I curse out loud, "Stupid… Stupid… Stupid!" I am so mad at myself for letting this happen again.

I am standing here in my bathroom. I just threw up for the third time this week. I went to the drug store yesterday and picked up the test kit. My three minute timer just went off. I am now standing here with my positive pregnancy test in my hand.

All I can think is SHIT!

Chapter 5 Someday

Currently

"Abe, Please don't! You'll hurt the baby!" I woefully begged as he forcefully shoved my gravid body against the hard wall. "I…. I… can't have sex with you! I'm over eight months pregnant!" I tearfully screeched as he gripped me so hard it hurt. His sharp teeth were cutting into my tender skin of my exposed neck as his other hand ripped at my clothes.

"Abe, I'm begging you! Please!" I cried out in utter desperation. "You can't do this to me, to our unborn child!" I helplessly pleaded to him. I was so desperately trying to make him see reason. Not that it mattered; he was too drunk to hear me. It was critical for me to get away from his clutches. I pushed with all of my might. Fortunately for me he was drunk enough to be off balance slightly.

I got out of his clawing grasp and tried to run. But being so pregnant I couldn't get away fast enough. Even in his drunken stupor he had enough presents of mind to reach out and grab me. He yanked me back by my loose maternity shirt. The aggressive strength he used tore my shirt and flung me towards the hard floor.

I felt myself falling. All I could think about is protecting the baby. I quickly wrapped my arms around my bulging stomach in a protective hug and, with what felt like slow motion, I turned my body so I landed on my back. My back hit the floor jarring my spine and my head snapped back slamming down with a loud crack.

My eyes blurred and watered. I squeezed them shut and bit my lip to control my screaming. The immense pain was excruciating. I rolled to my side and curled into a protective ball, bringing my knees up to the bottom of my belly and my chin down to my chest, my arms remaining around my baby. I sobbed as I laid there trying to get my bearings. Abruptly, I felt an unendurable pain in my back.

I shrieked in pain as I felt his boot ram into my back once again. I felt a harsh snap of my ribcage as my ribs were broken. Screaming in anguish at the top of my lungs I uselessly begged for him to stop. Another kick pummeled my broken body. My cries for help became weaker. I couldn't breathe. The world started fading into blackness.

I don't know how long I laid there. Or how I ended up where I am now. I opened my eyes to see the harsh white walls of a hospital room and bright light shinning down on me. I heard the steady beep of monitors hooked to me. With bleary eyes I tried to focus on the people around me.

I lifted my groggy head and people were talking to me. I could barely understand what they were saying. My mind was too weary to comprehend what was said. Their faces seemed to sway back and forth in front of me. My eyes fluttered and rolled back in my head. The blackness engulfed me once again.

Several hours later I woke up in excruciating pain. I reached down instinctively to my belly only to find it was considerably flatter then it was yesterday. "No! My Baby!" I screeched as both my hands searched my abdomen for any signs of my child. My breathing started coming in short hard breaths, I was starting to hyperventilate. The heart monitor alarm was going crazy with a loud dinging noise.

Suddenly, three people burst through the doors of the room. "My baby, oh god, where's my baby!" I cried in distress.

"Ms. Belikov, I'm Dr. Kosikova, your baby is fine. We had to take her by emergency c-section. Please Ms. Belikov you must calm down. Your injuries are severe; please, I will tell you everything just calm down." She said in a rush.

Breathing hard I tried to take in her words, "Okay, please tell me everything." I said desperately. I took several deep cleansing breaths trying to gain control. My mind was reeling as a dense fear ached in my chest. "Please, doctor, I need to see my baby." I said staring into her eyes pleading with everything in me.

She nodded her head to one of the nurses that had come into the room with her. The nurse immediately left the room. The doctor looked at me again and started talking.

"Ms. Belikov, are you calm enough to listen to all the information I have for you?" She asked hesitantly. I nodded my head waiting to hear the worst. "Okay, let's start with how you arrived here. You were extremely battered and unconscious. The initial evaluation showed that the baby was okay, so we ran further tests. The baby, she is fine, she is in the NICU, that's the Neonatal Intensive care unit. She is there just for observation because she wasn't full term, she's slightly premature, and she had a harsh entrance into this world.

You had complications with the birth. You had what is called placenta previa, the placenta had dropped down and was blocking the cervix so you could not have a natural birth. The baby was having fetal distress; her heart rate had drastically dropped so we needed to get her out. We did an emergency c-section. While doing the surgery we found irreparable damage to your uterus so unfortunately we had to do a hysterectomy. This was unavoidable. I'm very sorry.

You have a severe concussion and 3 broken ribs. One rib punctured your lung, which is why you couldn't breathe, your lung had collapsed. The other two ribs had punctured the uterus and caused all the damage. We did surgery to repair the punctured lung and you and your child are in stable condition. We have done several other tests on both of you and you seem to be responding to treatment well. Do you have any questions?" She asked as she finished up.

I shook my head. "As long as my baby is okay, I'm good." I said looking at the door waiting for it to open so I could see my baby.

"Okay, Ms. Belikov, I need to check your vitals and your baby should be here any minute." She said reassuringly. I laid there watching the door while the doctor listened to my lungs and my heart, checked my blood pressure and my incisions. She checked my pupils with a light and then wrote in the chart. I breathed a sigh of relief as the door swung open revealing a little pink bundle in the nurse's arms.

I smiled up at her as she stepped closer to me and laid my child in my arms. Tears sprang to my eyes as I got the first look at my beautiful baby girl. The nurse spoke softly to me.

"She is 6 pounds and 8 ounces and 22.5 inches long. She has all ten fingers and toes. She is just perfect." She said adoringly.

I smiled even bigger. I took off her little pink hat so I could see her face better. She had soft light brown hair and bright eyes. Her little face had an intense expression as she stared at me with her big eyes. As I removed her blanket bundle I checked every part of her for injury. She had long finger on big hands, and long skinny toes. She was absolutely perfect I whispered to her "why, hello, my little Viktoria. It's good to finally meet you." She was making little grunting noises as I played with her feet. I noticed that the doctor and the nurse's have left my room.

I decided she would be hungry so I picked her up and swaddled her in my arms and uncovered my breast. She latched on in a second and I was finally content that she was here with me and I knew she was safe. As I watched her drink from me tears started to fall. I couldn't help the guilt that swallowed me up realizing that I couldn't protect her. That she could have died.

The emotions were overwhelming. I thought about all the things the doctor said. Hysterectomy, I would never have another child. Viktoria is my last. Sadness overcame me and I began to sob. My head started throbbing from the concussion and the sobbing. I tried to calm down. But I just laid there clutching my newborn child to my chest and silently let my tears fall.

When Viktoria was done nursing I tucked her in close to my side with my arm securing her in place and drifted off to sleep. I was awakened by a couple of officers. They came to discuss the incident. I did what every battered woman does. I lied. I told them I just fell down the staircase. They knew I was lying, but couldn't do anything about it. I wasn't going to press charges. They would do no good. He would get out of it and then he really would be pissed off. That was just asking for him to kill me. The officers left my room very unsatisfied with the results.

Shortly after that the door swung open once again to reveal my family.

Yeva and my children rushed into the room. My mama was very unhappy. I have seen the look on her face before she was ready to kill. And the scary part of that statement is that she is capable of killing. She is a kick ass guardian. She has some serious skills for a tiny little dhampir woman.

Karolina burst into tears the moment she saw my face and went into hysterical crying. This, of course, her crying so hard, set off Sonya so she was crying too. But what scared me the most was the look on my little sweet Dimka's face. Something had changed in his eyes. They were colder. He had no emotion on his face. I would call it the perfect guardian mask, but he's too young to be wearing that mask.

I looked to my mama and asked "Do you know what happened to me? Who found me? How did I get here?"

She shook her head and looked at my sweet baby boy.

Dimka stood there not saying a word. A look of pure hatred across his little face. I was taken aback by the harshness and I couldn't help wondering what was going through his mind.

Little DPOV

When my mama asked what happened, who found me and how did I get here. My mind instantly went back.

I watched as my daddy shoved her against the wall and she begged for him to stop. How he started to bite her and she shoved him back, but he grabbed her by the shirt. She started to fall and I watched horrified as she covered her big belly so the baby wouldn't get hurt. She curled into a ball on the floor sobbing and my daddy started kicking her. When she stopped crying out in pain he shoved her with his boot and then smirked and walked out of the house.

I ran to my mama, screaming at her to wake up. She didn't move. Her head was bleeding and she wouldn't wake up. I called 911 and the ambulance came to get her. I watched as they picked up her body. She hung like a doll with no life. Watching her dangle there in their arms I made a promise to myself.

Someday when I get big I am going to do to him what he did to her. I will hurt him and I will never let him come back ever again.

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