My Story (Complete)

Chapter 10:Pain

I stood outside with Leslie, ma and pa watching James pack up.
He tossed the saddle bag over and turned back to us.
"Mikey if they get past the Alamo you go straight to Houston. Mark you stay with the women and children."
James instructed, he then looked to me.
I walked to him and hugged him tightly.
"I'll be back. I swear to you."
He kissed cheek and pulled from the hug.
I wiped under my eyes.
"Do you really think I'm going to let you leave for God know how long with just a cheek kiss?"
"But-"
"Just kiss me."
I grabbed his vest pulling him down. His lips crashed on mine in a passion kiss. I put a hand in his hair pulling him closer.
After a few long moments we pulled away.
"Write to me."
"I will."
He got up on his horse and tipped his hat to us.
"Be safe."
Pa said,
"Thank you."
With that James road off.
Leslie put a hand on my shoulder and I placed mine on top of hers.
"He'll be ok."
"Yeah. He's strong he can get through anything."
Mikey said, helping Leslie calm my nerves.
I nodded
"Yeah. Your right. H-he's going to be ok."
I said nodding, I was trying to convince myself to be less nervous.
~
I placed the pen down and wiped under my eyes. I opened the drawer and pulled out a stack of letters. I trailed my fingers over the buckskin holding them together.
My fingers trailed across the dried blood.
Then I picked up the one that was covered in blood and wasn't even finished. Only words on it was
'My Darling,'
~
(2 weeks)
I paced around bitting on my finger.
"Hey are you ok?"
Leslie asked,
"Did you sleep last night?"
"Yeah why?"
"Like did you wake up at about four?"
"N-no."
"I couldn't sleep. It felt like something was happening. Like I felt anxious."
"Isn't that signs of labor?"
Pa asked,
"She's seven or eight months. Maybe."
"No. No this isn't signs of labor! Somethings wrong!"
I shouted,
I thought hard thinking of what today was.
"What's the date?"
I asked,
"Marchhhhh sixth."
Ma said,
"It's been a week. A week since his last letter. Something is wrong."
"Josey. There in the Alamo. They can't get careers out."
"Y-yeah. Your right."
I placed a hand on my stomach taking in a deep breath.
"Hey calm down a bit. You don't need to stress the baby."
Leslie said, she pulled me onto ma and pa's porch and sat me down.
"Your right. Everything will be fine."
~
(Four more weeks)
(April 7th)
There was a Mexican riding on a horse. I quickly grabbed the shot gun. I cocked it and aimed at him.
"No te muevas!"
I shout, he wasn't dressed like the Mexican army but I wasn't going to be fooled.
He put his hands up sowing no threat.
"Baja."
He did as I asked and got down.
"señora. I am not a threat."
"What's your business here?"
Leslie and Mikey walked out; Mikey with another gun.
"My name is Juan Seguín. Are you Sra.Williams?"
"I am."
He kept one hand up and reached into the saddle bag.
He pulled out a stack of letters blood splattered all over them; being held together by buckskin. He handed them to me. It was James hand writing.
"What is this? Where did you get this?!"
" señora. Please. I was a fighter at the Alamo. I had to get to Sam Houston and he made me stay at there Camp."
"What are you going on about?"
He took his hat from his head and Leslie grabbed the gun from my hand. Knowing something I didn't. Something I should know.
"I'm sorry. But the Alamo Fell on March sixth."
"W-what dose this mean? Where's my husband?"
No response.
"Where is he!"
I screamed,
"He was killed. There are no survivors."
"No..."
I muttered,
"I am truly sorry."
"Your lying. Please! Tell me your lying!"
I screamed,  Ma and pa ran out of the house hearing the commotion.
I grabbed onto his vest.
"Tell me your lying!"
I cried out again,
"I wish I was."
The tears never stopped, it was like a river flowing down my cheeks.
I felt a sharp pain and water run down my leg.
I gasped in shock , pain washed over me and my knees went weak;Juan picked me up.
"I think she's going into labor!"
Leslie said,
"Get her into the house! Now!"
Pa exclaimed, Juan ran into the house and laid me on a bed.
I let out another scream of pain and they ran in with water and towels.
"It's ok. Just breathe."
Leslie said,
It felt as if a hand was holding mine and an arm was holding me up. It felt like James was here.
"How are you dilated already?!"
Ma asked in pure shock.
"It doesn't matter. What dose is getting this baby."
"Listen to me Josey. I know your heart is hurting but you have to push. We have to get this baby ok?"
I nodded,
"You got this ok?"
~
After what seemed like hours the my baby was delivered in only minutes.
The cry's of my baby filled the room and once ma cut the cord she laid it on my chest.
"It's a boy."
She said, I smiled and looked down at the baby.
"Hi."
I whispered,
His little pale bluish hands moved around on my bare chest.
"Let's get him washed off then we can get him feed."
I nodded and he was lifted from my chest.