The Nameless Angel

Chapter 6-Dream

   (Angels Dreams)
    I sighed, as the baby started to cry. "Baby, can you take care of the baby, I'm working on Hospital things," I yelled downstairs. "Ok!" He yelled back. Once the crying stopped I got less sad and continued working. My phone started ringing. "Hey I know your off for Maternity leave but you are the only one I know who can help, a tumor under the ribs, far up," Haley said worried. "I'm coming!" I grabbed my bag and yelled. "Babe there is a serious injury I have to go!" "I'm coming,"
   I rushed to the hospital, into the emergency room. "Give me a scalpel," I said I cut open on her side.
    (After the surgery)
   "Hello are you Miss. Kiloneil?" I asked a woman. "Yes, how is my daughter?" She asked. "Uhm, she will survive," I smiled. "She will have to stay under morphine and a Medical induced coma, in a week we will check her and see how her spot is doing," I smiled. "Were you the best doctor to do this?" Se asked. "Yes in the only one who knows how to complete the surgery," I rubbed her back as tears ran down her face. "Your daughter, does she have a father?" I asked. "He died when she was 3 in a police shootout," she started to cry. "It's ok, you won't loose her," I smiled. "I lost my daughter, she was raped and murdered at age 6.." I tried to relate, "how old are you?" She asked. "I'm 26 I had her 7 years ago, she died last year, when I was pregnant with her brother," I smiled dyeing inside. "I'm so sorry," she looked at me. "Well now I have a 6 month year old boy. That I love," I smiled wiping my tears. "I have to go home, I needed extra time because I took time off for the murder and maternity leave." I smiled. "I hope your daughter gets better," I smiled walking out and driving home. When I made it home no one was home. "Hello?" I asked looking around. I Called Luke and his phone went to voicemail. I walked into the babies room. "Eli," I sighed and held him. "Do you know where daddy is?" I bounced him. He pointed. He pointed to our bedroom. I walked in and he wasn't there. "He's not here baby," I sighed bouncing him some more. Then I heard the water running. No, "stay here!" I said as I went for the bathroom. It was locked. "Baby!" I slammed on the door. "Open up! You did 3 years of Therapy to get behind this!" I banged harder. I ran into the kitchen to grab a screwdriver.
   Where are all our screwdrivers? He must've took them. What am I supposed to do now. I sighed. "I actually thought we got past this, why did he get so goddamn depressed when I was the one who had been raped before he was never raped. She was raped. I miss my little Melody, like music, we named her that because she really liked my music note tattoo.
    (A flashback in the dream)
   A couple minutes after she was born I held her she seemed really attached to my little music not tattoo that I got to support the band. "Baby, can we name her Melody?" I asked. "What a beautiful name," he kissed my lips. Then we named her Michael because he was going through depression issues, but he was strong and I hoped she was too. I signed the birth certificate and it was official my little baby was a Melody.
   (End of flashback in dream)
  He's not in the bathroom. I grabbed Eli and ran to the cemetery near our house, there he was, talking to her. Laying down next to her. I could hear him. "Your mom is now a big shot Doctor and has saved many lives, and you have a brother," he smiled. "I'm sorry I didn't come sooner I went through a bad stage in my life I'm not proud of and I didn't want you to see me like that." He sad tears rolling down his eyes. He started to draw something on her gravestone. A music note. His favourite one, the 16th note. Then he kissed the grave. "Alyson," he turned around. "How much of that did you hear?" He asked. "Not a lot just the cutest part," I smiled. "Today out little Mel would have been 7," I smiled. I looked over at little Eli. "You wanna say hello to your older sister?" I smiled. He giggled And I brought him over to the spot. "This is melody, you two would've gotten along," I smiled. "Baby you don't have to do this now," he said knowing it was hurting me. By the tears and the cracks in my voice. "I have to," I looked back. "She was sexually assaulted, and killed when you were in mummy's tummy, she always talked to you, she always called you a miracle, she wanted you so badly, sadly she never got to see you," I started to cry I couldn't anymore. I set Eli down as Luke finished for me. "You did good babe you did good," he smiled kissing my cheek.
    We got back into the car and started to drive home. Luke was backseat with the baby and I was driving. Then a car came driving down the wrong lane and he swerved but he was drunk and hit us. Almost head on.
    Hopefully the baby was ok. "We need to get her to surgery stat!" I heard Kilos voice yell at most of the employees around me. "Get the baby a pediatrician, and the father under morphine!" I lifted. My arm up. "I need to see Eli I can't loose him to, please!" I screamed. "Alyson you need to go into surgery you have several glass figments inside your abdomen and you are suffering from a loss of blood in the head. "In fine, see look," I said waving my arms. "Stop that before something bad happens to you!" He said locking my arms down. "Wait, is the baby ok?" I asked. "Well we can't know until the pedia-" I cut him off. "I mean baby, baby," I looked down at my stomach. "Well have to see, your only 4 weeks along correct?" A nurse asked. "Yes," I responded before they put me under.
    When I woke up I was given the lovely surprise of Luke and Eli sitting next to me. "Look baby mamas awake," Luke smiled. "You never told me you were pregnant," Luke aggravated. "It was going to be a surprise for your birthday in 2 days. It's not a big deal if the baby died or miscarried. It was only 4 weeks," I sighed. "It's alive, but you will have to stay here a while so they can make sure it hasn't gotten any damage to itself, but it was small enough your stomach fat protected the babies head," he smiled. "Thank god," I was relieved.
  
    It had been 7 months the baby was fine and healthy and So was Eli, he was turning one today, and I bought him his favourite chocolate ice cream cake. I still had to be careful with my head. But whatever. I helped him open up all his toys and stuff. Daddy even got him a little stethoscope. Which I thought was so cute. And I got him a little xylophone. We kissed his cheek and took photos. And posted them.

     A year after the baby was born, I was really out of it. Until one night the babies were at the grandmas and me and Luke were alone. He had a beer and I had vodka. I missed alcohol so much. I looked over at Luke with my I need it look and he was already taking his pants off. I laughed. "You don't know how much I love that look," he kissed me. He slipped my shirt off and kissed my neck. He already had his shirt off by the time we made it to the bedroom he started kissing down my body which was sensitive but I needed it, I dug my nails into his back as he bit my little bump. (Not a pregnancy bump like one you get after you have 2) he slipped off my shorts and tugged at my underwear.
    When he came back up there was blood dripping onto my stomach. I looked around and there was nobody. "Why," I cried as I flipped him on his back where the injury was. And put pressure on the cut. I called 911 as they wheeled him out. I saw it. The knife. "Guys the knife it's right here!" I said screaming and crying. I fell to the ground crying. "Alyson, your husband will be ok," Kilo told me. I hugged him so tight. I never wanted to let go. Why can't my life go well?
      (End of dream)
  My eyes flutter open softly as I hear Luke's voice. "Angel!" He screamed. "She's awake!" He screamed. "Baby," he smiled. "Luke," my eyes started blurring and going white. "No I can't loose you," he said as the doctors came in I knew what they were doing was helping. "I'm fine," I said as my vision card back. "Just nausea," I laughed. "What happened?" I asked. "Did you know that you were technically pregnant but the baby somehow left your whom and made its way under your rib?" Luke asked. "No I haven't had sex since," I stopped. "It took a tear for the baby to get this big? Can I even have children?" I asked. "Yes you can have one in your lifespan only one of your eggs is allowed to be fertile." A nurse said. "But I have three, one raped murdered. The other two fine, you were stabbed," I started to loose reality. Which one was reality? "Baby, that was just a dream," he smiled. "Why is there a kid next to you?" I asked. "Oh that's mine, she really wanted to meet Luke's girlfriend." The nurse laughed. "This is Micheal's girlfriend," Luke laughed. "Wait how long have I been out?" I asked. "Only 2 months, she had a child before they went out," Luke laughed. "Monkey doesn't seem like that type." I laughed
    I finally got to go home after 1 week. I still had to be careful but I was fine. I got a job at the hospital near my house, well first I went home told them all about this journey. We talked and talked. "Seems like you have been through a lot, how's Luke?" My mother asks. "Good, very good," I smiled as there was a ring.
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   Who is it? Luke? Who else could it be?