Her Haven

Sandstorm

I saw him everyday in passing, we did the minimum together, touched as little as possible. We co-existed and it hurt so much, it hurt when I ever caught a glimpse of us in the house somewhere, him working, while I laid with my head in his lap eating, comforting touches, reassuring glances. Those memories were fleeting. It seemed I was always looking for danger, I was afraid, but more than I was afraid, I was depressed because it seemed that Vincent didn't care. It even seemed like just the route he was looking for to get rid of me. He went out of his way, it seemed to work even more. Our First holidays were spent in separate rooms, he even went back to the  states for thanksgiving, for Halloween he let the guards give out candy at my request, but he didn't let me go out. That was understandable, I needed to protect Alessandro.

Alessandro was due soon and everyone was givening me birth techniques they had used.  Vincent refused to let me get drugs, he wanted his child as healthy as possible, he refuse to let me breath unpurified air, and had bought air purifiers for every room, I was often in my room eating, I don't know why he bought so many. My world had become tiny, with him monitoring it, instead of being in it. My heart was broken, but a few pieces didn't care, that he had done it. I was grateful for holiday season that  brought everyone to see me, it gave me something to keep my mind busy.

Hunter was in the kitchen peeling oranges with Sierra, while  my mother and mama made more food, encouraging me to eat as much as possible. My father didn't say much, for once, but he was extremely excited about his grandson. Alessandro full name was Alessandro Dickson Corta, Vincent spoke his agreement, and that was it. I was grateful not to have to argue with him about it.

Sam was laying on my belly, while Alessandro kicked at him in full force. "I feel like he wants me to get off of him" Sam said, sitting up. I laughed, flipping the channel. "Hey, I was watching that" said Sierra coming into the room. Hunter carried the slice oranges, "From the other room?" I asked. "No one told you to move to Florence and buy a mansion" she said, pushing Sam's head. "My turn". I laughed as Sam rolled his eyes grabbing some oranges, putting it in his mouth, before handing me one. "Thank you" I said. "I was thinking..." Hunter started. "Dive, the dummy has a thought" Sam cut in. Hunter looked over at him, and grinned. "We should go on a hike" Hunter finished. We all look at him, "Wow, Hunter how could you prove him right?" asked Sierra shaking her head, "I'm disappointed I had to say that". "Walking induces pregnancy" he told me, trying to appeal to the doctor in me. "So does drugs" Sierra said. Sam snorted, "You sound like a complete dummy. Vincent wouldn't dare". I nodded in agreement. "You heard him last night, No drugs" Sam went on. "I thought that was just for pain" Sierra says, reaching out and flicking him. "I don't like you" Sam stuck out his tongue.

"He's not that scary tell him you want drugs" Sierra said, looking at me. Sam and Hunter both laughed, "Alright, Sierra time for your meds" Sam stood. "That guys like a giant would only need to raise his foot to get rid of you. Hi, little mere human, I'm super Human, squash" he said acting it out as he twisted his foot into the ground. "That...is true" she said, nodding. "But he loves you" turning to me, she flipped my hair. "I'm sure he won't mind". I didn't know what kept me from telling everyone the truth of my marriage. Was it the way Vincent played along, or the way I knew even if everyone knew nothing would change? I obviously had no pride.

Putting a gentle hand on my belly, I rubbed it. "Lisa" he called me calmly coming into the living room. Raising my body, I looked over at him, raising my eyebrow at him unsure of him. He looked over me, before leaving the room and starting up the stairs, quickly. The security was moving as well. "What's going on?" Sierra asked, sitting up. Hunter stood up beside Sam, "I don't know".  Looking around, I notice that everyone is in fact moving around the house. "Upstairs now" said one of the guards coming into the room closing the curtain,  Jumping, I almost fell forward when Sam grabbed me, "Careful". We all kind of held onto each other, as we went upstairs, my mother and father followed close behind while his own parents walked calmly as if this was normal. Everyone could sense the fear that was hanging around. At the top of the stairs a Guard directed us into the Master bedroom.

We all filed into the room, the door closing firmly behind him. "Lisa, has this ever happened before?" My mom asked in a panic. I shook my head, gripping onto Sam, looking at her. "Breath, baby" Dad said taking me in his arms, rubbing my back. I leaned into him as he did, they all stood awkwardly surrounding me. The bathroom door opened and we all jumped, my hand went to my belly, I hadn't been so  afraid in a very long time. Vincent exited the room in a black shirt and jeans, with what looked like...a gun in his hand. My knee buckled and my father and Sam grabbed me. Vincent meet my eyes before walking past, "If you die, I'll name him Nick!" I shout. Everyone looked over at him. "I'll name him Bob, I'll name his Own, I swear I will" I cry out. I felt the warm salty tears fall, He looked at me as if it was the last time. It wasn't until then that I realized that this could really be the last time I saw him. He smiled. His entire face pulled and the world shattered, as he did, but he smiled. He smiled for me.

"I love you, Lisa" he said, walking out of the door. "Lisa" my mom called. I looked at her, as the words weighed down on me. I followed her eyes down at my wet sweats. This wasn't at all what we thought, this wasn't happening not now, not with Vincent down there without me knowing if I'd ever see him again. This was it. I didn't know what was going on around me, I was so anxious as my father piled the pillows on the floor and a cover and laid me down on it. I closed my eyes, trying to picture him. Trying to picture our first family Christmas, our first family photo, his first birthday, in all of them Vincent was there. A proud father. Looking around at all the faces, the one I could picture and never replace wasn't there. Was it always going to be like that?

"Lisa, Focus, we need to clock your contractions", but I didn't feel anything at all, I couldn't. I was numb everywhere.

Bang!

I yelled out as the sharp pains began to hit me suddenly.

It was starting.

Okay like I said I'm not dragging it out so about three or four more chapters lol I really will  miss writing this.

-CODY