An Unexpected Gift Part II

Chapter 5- 'Back from the dead'

How did that serpent survive?

How did he get the twins?

Why did he take em?

What was his end game?

Questions, questions, questions...

I'm not saying everything is fine, far from it! Depression, Pain, and frustration were a part of my daily routine. I remember the week I came home from the hospital and slammed the door to the nursery. I slammed it so hard it felt like the door was unhinged, then I fell to the ground with tears silently flooding my face and rhythmically hitting the back of my head while pressing my back to the door...

No one could have prepared me for the void I was gonna feel in my entire being. It's like a crater was left in my chest. They were dead in my book, a completely foggy memory. Now I hear a baby's cry and I instantly feel a connection to the little voice.

I was still rocking back and forth when I noticed he got up from the floor and stood facing me at the foot of the bed. His look was no longer cold and distant but what he did next totally took me by surprise. He climbed into bed slowly and like waves in the ocean my legs straightened for him to rest his head and I instinctively started stroking his hair. What did he want? I mean what did he want from me? I was trying so hard when I didn't see why I even had to!

It must've been a good 10 mins I was in thought when he shifted and I looked down at him. He stared into my eyes in silence. Then his lips parted.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there when you needed me and I couldn't bear the thought of losing you"

He said it so smoothly I got distracted with the delivery. I cleared my throat and replied

"That's ok"

"I know everything happened so fast and I know how you felt about the babies but I fell in love with all of you and I will not stop until i have them back"

I gasped, speechless. The simple force behind the words made me believe him. I saw his eyes when he found out I was pregnant, nothing else was important, not anymore. I turned to look through the window again while I stroked his head. How did Ryan survive?

I must have been lost in thought when i jumped up, the place was dark and the bed next to me was vacuumed. I fell asleep shit! How long was I asleep? Where did Demetri go?

I sat up and placed my head in my hands when a shrill pierced the silence. I decided to ignore it because I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone. I swung my feet to the ground and like a bolt of lightning I remembered that night, I started staring at the spot when the shrill interrupted my space again. I snapped out of my gaze and picked up.

"Hi, my love?"

I froze

"What? Are you not feeling well?"

If I knew nothing at that moment, I knew that if I could I would rip his throat out

"Where are my kids?"

My question was laden with hate because the one person who made my life a living hell had the ability to completely kill me inside.

"Ryan? Where the fuck are my babies!?"

I could hear the devil snickering on the other side. Part heaven part hell.

"I told you baby If I can't have you no one else will..."

I could hear his laughter, it was horrible and menacing and I knew I was no longer alone. I turned and saw Demetri in the doorway staring at me with his jaw clenched but I smiled and tried to play it off.

"You sound like you need rest, are you sleeping my love?" he teased

"You Motherfucker! Where the fuck are my babies?" I spat in hushed tones

"Tsk, tsk, tsk now is that any way to speak to the father of your child, oops twins, gorgeous little things and VERY VERY Fragile?"

I was burning, livid with hate, he's threatening my babies but before I could respond he continued

"Tell your Demetri to sit this one out. No connections, no calls, and no police & if he does I'll start with the boy's throat, his neck is mighty soft, maybe put a pillow over his head, hmmm or hold him underwater.. So many ideas. You choose. I will kill them and wait for you to come, fuck you and slit your throat too. Don't fuck with me bitch. You already tried once! Make sure you pick up the fucking phone when I call" He was taunting me.