So what do you guys think about the story so far? I have an idea for another story; god I need to stop. I'm gonna be writing like a million stories. Well here comes the next chapter. :)
Melanie's point of view;
I heard him sigh, as if it was horrible. I mean I know it isn't good,but he doesn't have to act like I'm going to die. I tried to sit up a little and got a slight cramp to my stomach. He put his arms around me once again, I enjoyed how much hugging I was getting. I looked over to see Wanda and smiled at her. She was shocked from it, but she walked closer to me.
"Mel, I'm so sorry. I knew we shouldn't have gone, but I didn't think something like that would happen. I ruined your family." She said as she began to cry once again. I couldn't help but feel bad for her, she was putting herself through misery. I'm pretty sure Jared has yelled at her enough. I stuck my arms out and she walked into my hug. I could feel her tears dripping into me.
"Wanda it is okay, don't worry. I'm not mad, I promise." I said as I looked at her. I could see her lightly smile, but she told me she was hungry so she would be back. I nodded and Jared came an sat beside me on the bed. I couldn't help but look down to see the ugly hospital gown I was wearing, this was not comfortable. I peeked through the top of it to see a bandage on my stomach, it didn't look that bad. I mean all they had to do was stitch it up right? I looked at Jared, who seen me look at it. His face dropped, he looked tired and miserable.
"They couldn't save it, it was a direct hit." He said as he placed his hand on my stomach, I could see him close his eyes. Most likely he was waiting for my reaction,but I was numb. Not to mention the pain killers running through my nerves. He looked at me, I knew I had tears in my eyes. I thought back to the little girl, her face almost matched Jared's. I would have to ask him about that later.
"We can always try again later right? I mean if you want another child." I said as it turned into a whisper. I couldn't help but think of his last reaction. His face softened, as he placed his hand under my chin. I could feel sparks began to rise, there was a slight heat that moved with his touch. His face was closer to mine now, I could feel his breath heat my lips.
"Mel, it killed me when I heard about what happened. I felt so helpless,like my world was crashing down. Of course I want to try again, maybe not right away. I want to have a family with you, there's no doubt. I love you." He said as I could see his eyes flash pain in them, I brought my hand up to his face. I could feel him relax against it, as he lightly kissed me. It was a kiss filled with love and passion, but it was so gentle.
Pagebreak;
We've been home for a couple days now. Jared wouldn't allow me to move or get up, or even walk. I mean sure I was injured but now I feel alot better, stitches heal. I was getting angry, I wanted to move around and do things.
I could smell dinner cooking after I woke up from my nap. I knew my stomach felt a lot better. I moved my legs to the edge of the bed and slowly stood up. I could feel my body stretch as I started to walk. It felt great to walk, it didn't hurt me at all. I actually walked at a normal pace, it felt like nothing at all happened. I made my way downstairs and seen Jared cooking food. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist, and he quickly turned to me.
"Mel, what are you doing walking?" He said as he looked at me, like I never would have been able to walk again.
"I can walk silly, I feel perfectly fine." I said as I kissed him, wrapping my arms around him. He quickly pulled away, and I returned his movement with a frown.
"I don't want the food to burn, I know you must be hungry." He said as he wrapped an arm around me, finally accepting the fact that he couldn't stop me from doing anything. I smiled, he cared about food so much. I knew tonight that desires were running wild, but I'm not sure if he would buy into it. All he does is act like a father now, he's pretty protective. I mean I don't blame him, but I do need some room to breathe. He put the food on two plates and sat it down on the table for us to eat. We finished our dinner and were now laying in the couch by the wood burner. Outside it was cold and snowing, and I hate being cold. I snuggled closer to him and kissed his cheek. We were watching tv when I pulled his sweater up. I ran my hand up and down his bare skin, letting every touch tingle. I could feel his skin shiver under my touch, the heat was rising up through my body. I began to kiss his neck when he gently pushed me away.
"Mel, you know we can't. Your injured." He said, as he looked at me with soft eyes. I knew desire was deep in them, he wanted everything as much as I did. His eyes melted my soul, it was soft and warm like butter. I sighed and agreed, I guess I would have to wait for another night.
I woke up that night in a cold sweat, my nightmares were getting worse. To the point where I didn't even want to fall asleep, some nights I laid awake and listened to Jared sleeping. Why was all of this happening?
So why do you think Melanie is having nightmares? And what do you think they are of?