-"butterflies are wonderful creatures,
yet you're the most beautiful one
in my eyes."
-"he is my sunshine,
and i am his butterfly."
in which a teen mother meets a family of vampires
|Pre-Twilight-Breaking Dawn 2...
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{TW: miscarriage} END OF SEPTEMBER
As the month nears to its end, Mariposa feels like it's been an eternity since she last saw Jasper. She wants to, so badly, to fall into a black hole and never come back up unless it's Jasper pulling her out. No matter how badly she wants that to happen, she can't let it because she has Sophia to think about.
The poor little girl is taking the leaving of Jasper harder than Mariposa had anticipated. Sleep less nights, and endless screaming and tears keeps the brunette from falling into a dark abyss. Paul visits the mother and daughter everyday after patrolling, no matter how tired he is. He tries to help Mariposa with Sophia by being there like Jasper was there for them but, it hardly works if the child is having a bad day.
The tired teen cuddles into Paul's arms as she rests her head on his shoulder, trying to coax herself to sleep.
"Mama," Sophia's timid and hoarse voice meets her ears, causing Mariposa to turn around and see the little girl rubbing her puffy eyes that are red from crying. Her voice is scratchy from the desperate screaming she does at night as she calls out for her father. "Is papa back?" She asks quietly.
"No, sweetie. I'm sorry." Mariposa shakes her head slightly watching as Sophia's eyes begin to fill up with tears again. "Don't cry, Phia. He'll be back soon." She stands up and picks up her daughter, and kisses her head.
"I miss him." The little girl hiccups, holding onto her mother tightly, fearing if she lets go, she'll disappear too.
"Me too, Phia." The teen whispers. "Me too.
OCTOBER
It's barely two in the morning when Mariposa feels the sharp pains in her lower abdomen. With a hurtful gasp, she wakes up and whimpers in pain. Her arm holding her said body part as she moves around in pain. In worry and fear, the brunette quickly grabs her phone with shaky hands and speed dials her mother, praying that she'll answer.
And she did.
"Mariposa, what is it? Qué pasa?" Gina asks, groggily.
"Mama, something's wrong. My stomach..." She trails off, her whimpers of pain cause her mother to blink and get out of bed.
"Mariposa, are you okay?" The woman asks frantically as she hauls on her shoes and coat, rushing out of her house and into her car.
The teen starts to cry silently as the pain worsened. It feels like someone is stabbing her with a million tiny knives over and over again. "Help me, mama." She begs tearfully.
She begins to slowly uncover herself from her blanket only to discover a pool of blood between her legs. Her brows furrowed in confusion, she isn't on her period and what she's feeling now is certainly not cramps. She knew she was late but thought it's because of the stress. But, she doesn't have time to think about it as another wave of pain hits her hard.
