Cry Baby

It was dark and gloomy like everyother day so far, it had been 3 years sense the rumbling. Historia sat in a creaky old rocking chair humming to the girl cradled in her arms. "Mommy, Mommy?" The child suddenly cried out. "Yes Krista?" Historia replied. "Where's Daddy, I miss him?" The tiny girl questioned. Historia looked out into the setting sun and sighed. "He should be back soon I promise." Just as Historia finished speaking a man apeared over the hill with fire wood in his arms and shaggy bags under his eyes. "Mommy! Look it's Daddy he's back!" The child jumped out of Historias arms and ran as fast as her little legs could carry her to the man. He set down his wood and had a smile on his face as she jumped into his arms. Historia felt herself looking at them with a small smile which soon faded into a grimace. She furrowed her brows and looked at her clenched fists as she felt tears pricking her eyes. The sound of light feet padding her way pulled her out of her sorrow and she was met with big blue eyes. "Mama, daddy says its time for bed, will you tell me a story?" Historia looked down and smiled. It was fake, broken. I know when her smiles are real. "Of course sweetheart, now go inside I'll be in just a moment."  The farmer walked past Historia, neither of them spoke or even tried to act like a married couple when Krista wasn't around. Historia sat down and watched the sun set, she burried her face in her palms and I just wish i could hold her and tell everything would be alright, but I can't. I stood right infront of her but she couldn't see me she never could. Historia eventually got up and went to the door she looked back at the hill one more time and went in. She does that everytime always looks at the hill. She looks hoping someone will come up. I never will. I slip in the door after Historia, the wood creaks under Historias feet as she walks towards a door. She opens it and on the other side lays her daughter in her white crib curled in the blankets. The little girls blonde hair is splayed all over her pillows and shes sucking on her thumb. "Shes adorable. I wish I could just hold her and cradle her in my arms-" I think to myself. Then I remember I can't. Historia begins to change and I try my damned best not to look at her. She then goes to her bed and lays down the farmer sleeps in some other room but I like it better that way. "I miss you." I said it a loud but she can't hear me. "I'm sorry for everythi-." I heard sturring behind me and i whipped around and came face to face with familiar blue eyes. "Hi." A small cheary voice sang. I rolled my eyes and looked down at the little girl. "Shhh you don't want to wake up Mama do'ya?" I said as I covered my lips with on finger. The child giggled and then copied my motion with a "Shhhh." I smiled and ruffeled her hair. "Hey you got to get sleep alright squirt?" "No." The child was very stubborn, definitely got that from her mother. I sighed and pressed my palm to my face. "Listen kid you have to go to bed or your going to be tired tomorrow. Ya'hear?" "No." "Fucking kids." I mutter to myself. "F- f- Fuck!" The blue eyed child nearly screams. "No, no, no. God your mothers gonna kill me. Krista never say that word again alright?" "Fuck" The child burst into a giggling fit and toppled over herself. I groaned and watched the tiny thing have a good laugh. "Har Har very funny." I said with a smile small. I looked down at the tiny blonde and noticed soemthing was wrong. The little blued girl looked up at me with tears in her glistening eyes. "Hey you alright kiddo?" I asked trying not to sound paniced. "Who are you?" The child asked with her innocent cheery voice. "Well uh.. I'm a friend of your moms." I look down at Historias peacefully sleeping face and smile. The tiny blonde then furrows her eyes as she sticks out her toungue trying to grab my arm. "You can't sorry squirt." The child trys to grab one of my fingers but she completely goes through me. I look at her face and I see her eyes wide. "Why can't I touch you?" The tiny blonde asks with a curious glint in her eye. I sigh and look down at Historias sleeping body, I sit beside her and sweep a bit of blonde hair begind her ear that had fallen. Do I tell her? About what happened? About me being dead? Do I tell her about me and her mom? "Well I'm not real." The child giggles and falls back into her crib again. "What's your name?" The child asks after just barley being able to peak her eyes over the crib. "Ymir." Krista looks at me with her big blue eyes and whispers something. "What'd you say kiddo?" "Nofing" The tiny blonde yawns in the middle of speaking. I sigh and get up off Historias bed and make my way over to Kristas crib. "Hey did your Mama tell you a story yet?" The little blondes mouth drops and then she burst into tears. Ymir immediately trys to shush her as to not wake up her dear Historia. She hears shifting behind her and groans out. "Fuck well goodluck kiddo she is not a morning person." I watch Historia get out of bed and rush over. "Shhh it's okay Mommy's here." She cooed and tried to calm down her little blonde cradled in her arms. "Mama- you.. you didn't twell me a stwory." The little kid wailed in Historias arms. "Ah I'm so sorry Krista would you like to hear the story now?" The child finally began to calm down as Historia set her down and wrapped the blankets around her. I looked over Historias shoulder into the crib. It almost felt real being with her again. Being so close to her. Being married. Having a beatiful girl together. I looked down at Historias hand and tried to grab it. Historia brought her hands up to her mouth and blew gently. "Ah.. I'ts a bit chilly tonight huh." She thinks I'm the cold. Not the warm she used to be with me. I know she hated being cold and alone at night. Everynight she'd crawl into my bunk and lay her head on my chest. I felt warm, a warm i've never felt before. Well at the time I had no idea what I was feeling. But now, well it was love. "Ymir!!" A suddenly cheary voice broke through my thoughts I looked down to see Historias child beaming at me. I look next to me and relized Historia had stiffened and had gone pale. "Wh-What did you say?" Historia asked barley above a whisper. "Ymir Mama, she's right there." The little girl pointed at me. Historia spun her head around with her face full of happiness and a big smile on her face. Her real smile. The one that shinned bright and made me feel warm again. Her smile lasted only a second as her face fell. "Krista she isn't here." Historia said as she looked down tears threating to fall any moment. "But Mama, shes right next to you? You can't see her?" Historia looked again and her eyes widened. "Ymir?" She whispered "Are- are you really there." I didn't know what to say so I looked at Krista and bent down to whisper into her tiny ear. Krista looked at Historia and smiled brightly. "Mama she says she loves you." The tears that threatened to slip began to fall. I tried to wipe them away but Historia just shievered. Historia whispered something I almost couldn't hear but when i did I cried for the first time sense I had died. "I love you too."