Chapter 8

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Finn's POV

I wake with a start. The dream still fresh I my mind. Rolling over, I wrap my arm around Marcilene to make sure she was still there. That night when I had accidentally killed Ash keeps playing in my head. The two girls we had rescued were both pregnant and Abadeera had her son, Marshall three years ago and Lisa had her daughter Ashley a month after that. My hand gently brushed over the still developing bump in my girlfriend's stomach. Not girlfriend, I remind myself, fiancé. Yep, as of two months ago, Marcy had a pretty garnet ring perched upon her pale slim finger. It had taken me awhile to get the ring. Jake had finally forked over our parents old ring. He had bought a new one when he had proposed to his now-wife Lady. I sighed as I absentmindedly stroked Marcy's smooth stomach. Her shirt had ridden up just enough to expose her swollen belly. Our twins where getting pretty big for only three months along. I am so lost in though that when Marcy's cold hand gently grabs mine, I flinch.

"Everything okay Finn." Marcilene asks worriedly.

"Yeah, just thinking." I murmur.

"Alright, I'm going to go back to sleep. I love you. Marcy mumbles with a yawn.

"Love you to." I whisper, but she's already sleeping again. I sigh. I know the police don't blame me for Ash's death but I do. There was probably a non-violent way to get around it. I growl before lying back down. I rub gentle circles on Marcy's stomach before drifting back to sleep.

Sorry this is so short. Life is kind of exhausting right now. Anyway, leave me some feedback on thoughts, likes, dislikes and any constructive criticism. I really appreciate the support, bye!

~CF❄️

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