He Did This To Me

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Melissa looked away as I asked the question. "Why did Carlos hit you? Mike told me he did, so don't lie."

I had to be straight up with her. She needed me to be that way, I wasn't the kind if person to put things lightly when they shouldn't be.

She looked at me with tears in her eyes. Sadness brought me into her arms, holding her close. "He hit me because I'm a freak." she whimpered. You could only imagine the pain my heart felt at that moment. This isn't something you expect a girl so young to say. Not until grade three, at least, when a child starts to grow up. It sounded as if she truly believed it herself.

"You aren't a freak! Why would you think that!" I questioned and picked her up. I rocked her back and forth like I did when she was a baby. So young... so innocent and unharmed. I wish she would stay that way.

"I told him what was going to happen yesterday, before it even happened. I was right - just like I always am - so I'm different. He thought I was showing off, so I'm a freak."

I held her tightly. Inside I was panicking, but I had to stay calm for her sake. "It's okay to be different. How often can you tell what will happen?" My curiosity was spiked. What could this mean?

Her little eyelids began to flutter. She must be tired, I thought. It probably wasn't easy to talk about this sort of thing; bullies, weird dreams. It was taking a tole on her. It was on me, too.

"Every night I have a dream. Sometimes it happens that day, sometimes not for awhile." she mumbled, pulling herself from sleep. She was almost sleeping again when she added: "Ella's real Daddy is coming back."

My heart lurched and I silently screamed. If this was true, a lot of drama was heading my way... and fast. I couldn't let this happen, not now that my family was finally being put back together.

Colton pulled my onto his lap and kissed my forehead. "Don't worry Adrianna. If he gets anywhere NEAR the kids, I'll kill him. That's a promise."

Normally, a girl would be comforted by this. Not me. It was the way he said it; the intensity piercing with hatred. He wasn't kidding, not even slightly. And then he added the: "I promise." to the end of it. Great, the last thing I need is a convict for a husband. I understood that he hated Sal for what he had done, but this was a scary side to Colton that I didn't like.

I sent the kids to bed a little after seven-thirty so that I could have this conversation with Colton. He needed to know what Melissa said about Salvatore. But now I'm thinking that it had been a bad idea to tell him. Not that I didn't want his protection, it was the danger I didn't want. Even if it made him superbly sexy.

"I love you, you know." he whispered into my ear, sending electricity over my body.

"I know. And I love you too." I leaned my head on his shoulder and he brushed his strong fingers through my hair. I tried to forget about what he said and just live in the moment. This perfect, amazing, moment. Never had I been so in love. I needed him to pull through this.

A tap sounded from the doorway leading from the kids rooms. "Mommy?" Ella mumbled sleepily from the other side of the room. "I'm sick."

I wandered over to her and pulled her into my arms. Her head was so hot and feverish. "You probably have the flu. We'll give it a few days then we'll go see the doctor if you're still sick."

She nodded, dazed. She was so warm. And her skin looked so pasty white. I had enough worries piled on, now my little girl was sick. This day seemed to only bring bad fortune.

So far, Salvatore hasn't shown up. It's been a week since Melissa said that, and a week since Ella got sick. To the doctor is where I decided, as a mother, to take her. She seemed to be getting worse and worse. I hated to see her like this.