Only For Her

God No

Hayden's P.O.V

No, no, no. His name can't be Eric. It can't be.

I feel myself beginning to panic. My breath comes out in shuddering puffs and I feel Eric grab my hands.

"Relax, it's okay." He says and I slap him.

"You're name can't be Eric." I say and he bites his lip.

"I know that was what you were to name your child." He says and I growl.

"You don't know anything." I growl and turn away from him. I hear him sigh before leaving my room.

I let out the sob I had been holding in the whole time he spoke to me. I won't ever be able to experience motherhood. I won't ever be able to feel the love a mother has for her child. Because he ripped it away from me. And all because he wants me as his power pawn.

After a few hours, Eric came and picked me up. He tries to help me walk but I smack him away. I couldn't even look at him. He ruined me. And I can't do a thing to reverse the damage.

"Hayden." He says and I look out the car window.
"Goddamnit woman look at me!" He snaps and my head snaps to glare at him. My icy blue eyes hold his steel blue eyes and I bite down on my lip to keep myself from screaming.
"I didn't want that to happen to you. I never wanted this," he says and I scoff.
"You think saying that will reverse what you did. You ripped away everything from me. You ripped away my chance at motherhood. You ripped me away from my life." I snap and he stops the car. His hands come up to cover his face and I can hear his cries.

Really? He's gonna cry, and he did what he did? I may sound heartless, but he ruined me. He literally ruined me. And he's crying?

I let him cry and when he stops, his eyes are a darker shade than normal. I turn away and look out at the snow covered forest.

We arrive at a large home and I start the long process of getting out of the car. I barely open my door before arms move under my legs and around my back. I get lifted out and I try to get out of his hold.

"Stop it." He growls and I glare at him. The one thing I hate about him, is that every time he carries me, I don't want to get out of his arms. He was warm, and it made me feel safe.

I check my box of prescription medicines. They're mainly painkillers and antibiotics. I also get a prescription soap to clean there. I'm still really sore from the operation, and walking is hell.

It's been a week since I've been home, and I'm confined to bed rest, and Eric refuses to leave my side. He makes sure I eat every single bite of my food, take my medication when required, and to carry me to the bathtub. Other than that, he is either sitting down on the armchair and he stares straight ahead. He doesn't speak or move, until I do.

I hate to admit it, but I crave him. I crave interaction. I want him to talk to me. But he doesn't even look at me.

"Eric?" He jumps up and comes to my side.

"Are you hungry? Do you need to go to the bathroom?" He asks and I shake my head.

"No, I'm cold." I say. And I'm not just saying that.

"Do you want a blanket?" He asks and I shake my head.

"I want you to hold me, like when you carry me." I say and I bite down on my lip. That was the one thing I want. I hate the fact that it is what I want.

"I can't. I don't want to hurt you." He says and he grabs a blanket off of the sofa. He wraps it around my shoulders and I grab his wrist.

"Please, Eric," I say and it seems as if he's fighting himself on doing it.

I let him go and he fixes my blanket and tucks it under my arms. He leaves me and the moment I hear the door shut, I let out all of my tears. I let out all of my pent up anger, pain, and sadness. I couldn't handle this anymore. I hated the fact that I stuck like this. I was stuck here in god knows where, with the man that has ruined me.

I bite my lip to not let out a sob and I grab my cell phone. I was surprised Eric even let me keep it. I immediately find Tess' number and I dial it. It doesn't even ring once before I hear her voice.
"Hayden! Where have you gone?" She cries into the phone and I let out my sob.
"Tess, I'm fine. It's okay." I say and I hear her crying for a solid minute.
"Babe, it's okay." I hear Dawson say and I bite down on my lip.
"Hayden?" Dawson says and I sniffle.
"Hey Dawson." I say and he lets out a relieved laugh.
"Where are you? We'll go get you." He says and I look up at the ceiling.
"Dawson, how are they?" I ask and I hear him pause.
"They don't remember you." He says and the world seemed to stop. "Beau's been trying to help them remember, but you were wiped clean out of their memories." He continues and I gulp.
"I-I'll call you later." I say and hang up. I let out my held in cry and I cover my face with my hands.

The door opens and I look up at Eric with red eyes. That's when he cracks. He yanks back the covers and he engulfs me in his warmth. He adjusts me in his lap and I rest my head over his heart. I feel his fingers trail over my face and I stiffen slightly.

"You were the one," I whisper and he looks down at me. "The way you're touching me now. You did this when I was unconscious." I say and he nods.

"I can't help myself. You're too innocent looking for me." He says and I look away. He reaches to grab the tv remote and he turns it on to the news. I try to sit straight up once I read the headline, but Eric keeps me against him. He tucks my head under his chin and he lets out a low growl.
"That bitch." I growl and he pulls me closer. Again, children were being stolen from their families and I already knew who it was. I grab my phone and dial his number.
It rings twice then I hear his gruff voice.

"Hey cousin, we've got a witch problem." I growl.