When Rules Are Destroyed

Better Than I Remembered

It couldn't be me, that girl was not me. I had normal skin tones, I had smooth brown wavy hair and violet eye color, I did not have red black and purple blotches covering my skin, I didn't have ratty hair, this girls eyes were swollen to the point of barely being able to see out. I wanted to curl up into a ball and cry in self pity, I was scaring my kids, I turned my head away from my family not wanting anymore company for the day. I felt like shit that my kids were scared of me, how could I expect them to think that this girl in the mirror is me, especially when I can't believe it's me?
The bed moved just a tiny bit telling me that my baby boy crawled up onto it. What he did next melted my heart completely and tears then fell for the first time in front of them.
Holding onto my cheek Jayden pulled my head back to the center of the room, "Momma, don't worry about Eli. She'll be okay, she'll realize that it's you soon enough."
I pulled him into a hug not expecting him to have that great of grammar at the age of five, they must have been working with him. "I know baby, it's past breakfast did you guys eat?"
"Not yet we were waiting for you to wake up."
"Brody please get them something to eat, it's past breakfast. Poor things." He got up and stuck his head out the door asking his mom if she could take them and get food for them. I closed my eyes, feeling a pair of iddy bitty lips come into contact with my bruised cheek. "We'll be back soon momma." And the bed shifted just a tad bit telling me he got off and then the door shut.
I took a deep breath before opening my eyes, once open the first thing I saw was the stubble on a strong chin, taking in every inch of this amazing mans face stopping at his lips just for a second remembering how they felt on mine before traveling further down seeing strong shoulders and slim waist, furthering my eyes down blushing as my mind goes into the gutter, remembering the great times. My eyes traveled in the opposite direction making eye contact with a smirking Brody. "See something you like?"
I laughed loudly making my stomach hurt, "Yes, I do actually. Brody did I... Did I... Lose our baby?" The tears fell from my face landing on my arms holding onto the hard baby bump that might not be holding my living beautiful baby.. I couldn't listen to his answer not wanting to know that my first child that I have might have not survived the brutality I was put through.
"Baby listen to me will you? The baby is completely okay, it's one hell of a survivor." The smile radiated off of him, making his face glow with pride.
"Are you serious? The baby is okay!?" I couldn't contain myself, I wanted to drop to my knees and give praise to the Lord that my baby was alive and kicking! At the moment of time I felt a small kick in my side, telling me that he/she was literally alive and kicking. The smile on my face grew larger than it ever had before in my life. Six weeks this baby has been growing stronger and bigger everyday, my stomach has been too. Smiling down at seeing some black hair move in the line of my vision and a pair of lips kissing my baby belly. My hands went into his hair pulling him up to my lips, feeling how amazing they felt and the electric current that still flowed through to my toes. Kissing my fiancé was better than I remembered.

I'm so sorry guys for the late late laaaate update but at least I did.. Right? Hopefully yall didn't forget about me! As like always please tell me how you liked it, what could change, how you felt, any kind of feedback that you might have leave a comment or message me and I'll respond as quickly as I can!
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