The One (sequel)

Chapter 1

I woke up to a crying baby Ben. I got out of bed and went over to the bassinet scooping up Ben and sitting in the glider. I pulled down my shirt and started nursing him. He was a month old now, and he started looking more and more like Fang. This was just getting harder for me.

Sometimes I would make Dylan or one of the flock bottle feed him, because I just couldn't do it. I kept a supply of breastmilk in the freezer.

I lightly fiddled with his shaggy black hair, as he slept and ate. Dylan quietly walked into my bedroom." Do you need anything?" He whispered.

"Water." I whispered, and lightly smiled.

"Okay." He smiled back and left. I would be sitting here for awhile with the way this kid ate. He came back and handed me a glass of water." Here you go."

"Thank you." I took a sip and set it on the side table next to me.

"Do you need a blanket?" He asked.

"That would be nice." He handed me an thin ivory loose knit blanket, and drapes it over my legs." Thank you."

"Is that it?" He asked.

"Yeah, go back to sleep." I whispered happily.

"Okay, next time he wakes up, I'll feed him okay?" He said as he was about to close the door.

"Okay." He closed the door. I had a baby monitor in my room, and Dylan had the other one in his room. He helped me out through the night. He wanted me getting a lot of rest, because he knew I was still struggling with Fang's... Passing.

After what felt like an hour, I was able to lay Ben back into his bassinet, loosely swaddled in his navy blue blanket. I curled up in my bed, under the my soft gray blanket. I rolled over looking at the empty bed next to me, where I kept one of Fang's shirts.

Keeping something of him close by helped, a little bit. Some nights Angel or Nudge would sneak in and come sleep next to me, it would make that night more bearable.

I just hated being in this house, I just wanted to leave, but then again I wanted to stay. This was where Ben was born, where Fang and I lived, I couldn't just abandon it.