My Lovely Murder

9

We all talked, and then when they left, we packed our stuff. George told me to pack condoms, I simply asked if they were for me and Hazel, or him and Lavinia. He blushed bright red. They left and I smirked at my joke. Hazel laughed. "I think that was the first time I made George flustered." I told her, laughing. "I agree. That was great." Hazel told me. We packed our clothes, and Hazel packed a bunch of books. A bunch of books by Dickens. "I don't know how you can read books that long," I told her. Hazel shrugged. "Somehow I can. You judging?" Hazel said. "No, of course not." I said.

We decided to go for a walk. After the walk, the evening was uneventful.

We went to bed that night, all packed up and stuff. I held Hazel next to me. I woke up to Hazel squeezing me tightly. She was crying in her sleep. "No, the baby can't die, they can't. No! No! No, no, NO!" she said in her sleep. She srung up and was crying. "OK, listen to me, Hazel, dear. The baby won't die, they won't, OK? I know you've been having bad dreams, but those are just dreams, nothing else, nothing more. Now, please just calm down for a second, OK?" I gently pushed her on her back. Hazel was still sobbing. "No, they feel so real! So real! I ahte them!" she told me, trying to sit up. I held her down, stroking her hair soothingly. She tried her best to calm down. "Just chill. I promise nothing will happen, nothing will. We'll go on a trip to India, and the will be fun, won't it?" I said, making her rest in my arms. Hazel nodded, dying her tears. "See? Now, please just calm down, llay down, and I'll be awake if you need me. Remember those nights when we were teenagers? It's just like those, when I would comfort you.

"I'm really trying to comfort you right now, Hazel. Trust me. I won't let anything happen to you or the baby. I shall be the best father I can be. Trust me. Now, just lay down." I told her. Hazel looked up and kissed me on the lips. I kissed her back, making her lay down. I laid down next to her, lettig her rest her head on my chest. She looked up at the ceiling. I put my hand on her belly. Hazel grabbed my finger, and squeezed it. "Another kick?" I asked, chuckling. She nodded. "Well, just think. When the baby is born, we will have a new family member, and a new thing to love. Don't you think? Trust me, this is the best thing to happen to us. Goodnight, honey." I kissed Hazel goodnight, and she fell asleep on my chest. I fell asleep shortly after.