The Cystic Fibrosis Child

Chapter 6

Chapter 6:

I didn't tell Nile I was coming down to his mothers, as I hated the witch and she would try to listen in on our conversation, while pysching herself up for when I came over. There I was, walking up to the door, ready to pour my heart out to my boyfriend who thought I'd gone crazy. Would this make the nightmares safe? I didnt know and I didnt care, I just wanted to tell Nile about Dakota. He and her both deserved at least that. KNOCK! 'Whos that banging the door'? asked Nile's mom. 'Oh Nile its for you, tell the girl at the door that this isn't a rehab clinic for actors'. 'Sh mom, it's not the time for arguments'. Nile would always protect me from his moms harmful verbal abuse, but after what was about to come from my guilty mouth, I wasn't sure whos side he was going to be on and if he would be able to look me in the eyes and trust me again.

'N-N-Nile, promise we'll talk about this later, just dont be angry'. 'Baby, what is it? Is it about Annabeth? Don't worry we was about to come back love, and the misscarriage...' I couldn't take it no more, all the guilty blasted out my mouth as I cried 'NILE! There was no miscarriage'. Nile replied in a heartbroken and confused manner, 'What'? I continued, 'It was an abortion. The other twin, I mean Dakota, she had Cystic Fibrosis and thats why I didn't feel well during the pregnancy. I thought when I got rid of her from our lives, then we'd have it easier, but these past few months have been the worst ever. I've been having nightmares of Dakota killing Dr Reid, then seeing that he actually did die and everywhere I go I see her. Last night in my nightmare she said she's still inside me, that my guilt kept her going and if we make love again, then she can be born, thats all she wants baby'.

'You heartless little girl', replied Niles mom in a tone of disgust. 'What kind've mother kills her own unborn baby and then tries to hide it, I cant believe I let you step foot in my house'. Nile's mom had got to me, she was right I was all those things, I was about to walk out the house in shame and disgust when Nile jumped in and said one of the greatest things I had ever heard him say. 'MOM! Leave her alone, you don't know what we've been through in the past few months, you're always putting down Carol and this is probably why she's been so scared to come clean, because of what you'd say'. 'Nile, you're my son, she's nothing to me'. 'She's the mother of my daughter mom, and my future daughter'. I could swear after that I was the happiest person in the house, along with Annabeth who was making funny faces over in her pram. The veins pumping out of his neck we're kind've sexy and Nile's mom never liked to admit she was wrong, so she just left the room, as I crawled over to Annabeth and kissed her little nose.

9 months had passed and it was the day of Dakota's birth, things didnt hurt as much as the past pregnancy (probably because of the passionate night me and Nile had made love to create Dakota when we came home from his mothers). Anyway, hours had passed, contractions and pushes, when suddenly I heard one of the most beautiful things in a long while. 'Wha, wha', was being echoed throughout the room. My beautiful, beautiful Dakota was born. I noticed her little cute freckles and Annabeths little dimples as she sat watching her new sister being born. Annabeth and Dakota might've not been twins anymore, but sisters was fine by me. The midwives had the camera at the ready and snapped the picture, when I looked at the image, everything was perfect, just perfect. Nile kissed me on the forhead and whispered 'I love my three girls'.