* After the Baby is born *
I am sitting in the hospital bed with the baby. We hadn't named her yet.
" How about Terissa, Tess do short? " He says softly
"That would be a beautiful name. Terissa Madelyn Smith. "
That night I couldn't sleep. Not because of the baby; but because memories were flooding back into my head. When my father tried to hurt me, and my mother letting him. All the abuse as a child. But of course, I didn't know that. That was just how I grew up. My dad drinking constantly, and then the beatings while drunk. Forcing me to drink with him. The rape. I woke up from my sleep and just about screamed, waking up Danny.
" Whats wrong?!" He looked at me, and I started to cry. I managed to breath out "everything" while he held me.
He knew what was wrong.
