My Satanica

Twyla Mae Lee

Credit for the name to: Darci_Darling

Jeff's p.o.v

"IM GOING TO MURDER YOU IN YOUR SLEEP YOU FUCKING WHORE!" Satanica screamed at me, pushing again. She had the fucking death grip on my hand. I swear, it was purple. 13 hours in labor. 13 hours of her screaming at me because of contractions. And now the past 10 minutes of her screaming at me for the baby girl she's pushing out.

"Two more pushes Ms.Lee." With the last push, our baby girl was out. I kissed Satanica on the top of her head and smiled down at her. She blacked out after I'd done that. I assumed it was from all the pain. She told them no medications.

Satanica's p.o.v

"Let's go! What the hell are you doing?!" I heard Jeff scream behind me. I just kept tearing at the flesh and guts of the man I was killing. I heard sirens in the distance but I didn't care. "You son of a bitch." I mumbled to the dead man. "Jane baby he's dead! Let's go!" Jeff tried tearing me off him, but I refused. I felt a pair of familiar lips on top of my head and unsteady footsteps running away.

Two people pulled me away from my victim, taking my knife away. I kicked and screamed. Completely savage. They threw me roughly into the back of a car. I looked everywhere I could for a sign of Jeff anywhere. All I saw was the man being put into a bag and taken away.

Jeff's p.o.v

"Satanica.. Wake up." I'd been trying to wake her for the past couple of hours. Nothing. I couldn't shake her or anything. I had our baby girl in my arms. I most certainly didn't want to put her down. The doctor told me to just let Satanica rest for a bit, that this happened almost often due to pain in child birth without the medication.

Satanica's p.o.v

I opened my eyes to find myself in a white room. Memories came flooding back to me. Giving birth, seeing Jeff's face, and then passing out. I remembered all of my life.. Who I am.. Who Jeff is. I didn't just meet him a year ago. I met him 7 years ago. All of the things he did for me over the past months.. I assumed was to get me to remember. But what the hell happened that triggered me...

"You're awake." Jeff smiled at me. I looked at the sweet little girl asleep in his arms, and up at him. "How long have I been out?"

"Only a few hours, I'm happy to see you conscious.. Would you like to hold Twyla?"

"Of course." I smiled at him. Jeff handed Twyla off to me. We decided to call her Twyla, because there was a T for Tahlia.. And overall I thought it was a beautiful name, of course Jeff agreed. I smiled down at her. So happy and content, innocence.

"I know what you did." I looked up at Jeff trying not to smile. This causing him to shift a bit in his seat.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh my god." I laughed. "When I blacked out I had a flashback of the last time I ever saw you.. I remember it all. From meeting you, to now." I smiled up at him.

"Oh.. Baby." Jeff cried stroked my face and gave me kisses all over my face.

"I love you." He smiled. And I'm happy to have a little family with you."

"I love you.. And I am as well. I won't be able to do any work until she's at least 3 months." I bit my lip. I hated not killing. It felt amazing. It was like having an evil but lively spirit come as you kill and go when you're done, leaving you with relieving, sick, twisted, satisfaction.

A/N: short chapter but eh... Next will be extra long.