Be My Forever [COMPLETE]

Chapter 27

"Baby, you're going to be okay," Toby insisted, "you're safe now."

I stopped crying days earlier. I felt like there wasn't a need to. But I still felt uneasy. Like he was still here somehow.

I didn't go to his funeral. Only my mom did, and a few people who worked with him, and Melissa. The funeral wouldn't have helped. Going to his funeral won't change the fact that he hurt me. It won't change the fact that he treated me like dirt. I hope that I'm lucky enough to have kids, so I can treat them with love and care... Something he never did with me.

I remember the first time he hurt me. I tried to block it out as I got older, since it didn't make sense at the time. But now I remember it crystal clear.

It was my first day of pre-school. I was four years old. My dad was dropping me off, and I told him that I was scared. I wanted to go home. He reached from the driver's seat to me, and grabbed my arm. His words still stuck with me.

"I don't have time for this, Spencer. You need to stop acting like a little brat."

I was scared. I knew he was going to hurt me. He grabbed my arm so tightly that when he let go, there were red marks on my arm. I learned, at the young age of four, how to hide the marks he would leave.

He had an alcohol problem. Anger issues. He was slowly going insane. It all made sense. Why he always got so angry at me. Why he chose to drink instead of fix his problems.

He was broken, just like me.

I never knew his parents, my grandparents, because they died before I was born. Maybe they hurt him, too. Maybe it was the only way he could communicate in his family. Pain. Torment. Anger. Fear. It was all so natural to him.

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I didn't go to school for the next couple of days. I needed some time off.

"Babe, what do you want for lunch?" Toby asked me. We decided to move in together. It seemed so much easier having him around all the time. Plus, he was helping me cope. He knew what it was like to lose a parent, too.

"I'm not hungry." I said. Toby gave me his signature "I'm not buying it" look and started making lunch for the both of us.

Toby and I were halfway through lunch when Melissa called me. She sounded like she was in pain. "Oh my god, Melissa, what's wrong?!" I ask.

"It's the baby." She managed to say.

It didn't make any sense. Melissa is only seven months pregnant. "Where are you?" I ask her. She tells me that she's back in her apartment. I tell her that I'm on my way.

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I drove Melissa to the hospital, and they took her straight to the emergency room. They put her on a bed and put her legs up.

"It looks like this baby is coming a little early." The doctor says. Melissa starts freaking out. "No, no, no! I have to call Derek, and Tom and Jannette." Melissa said. Tom and Jannette were the couple that was going to adopt the baby. "We'll call them immediately." One of the nurses said. Melissa nodded.

"Do you want me to stay here?" I ask Melissa, suddenly worried.

"Of course!" She said, obviously frustrated. Maybe for my stupid question, or because of the pain.