Ghost of You

Fifteen

Stevie and Lindsey came back late evening, they had been shopping for baby clothes, and clothes for Stevie, then they'd had a celebratory dinner at a restaurant. Dropping all the bags into the living room Stevie dragged herself up the stairs and flopped on the bed, Lindsey laying next to her and dropping his hand to her stomach

"A boy! We're having a son, and he's healthy!" Stevie said and Lindsey smiled brightly

"We are, and he is! You're doing amazing mommy, and I'm so proud of you!" He bent over her and lifted her shirt up, running his fingers over her bump and kissing it constantly

"Daddy loves you so much, thank you for coming to us when we needed you most! Your mommy is so amazing and I love her so much..." he kissed it again, nudging it with his nose. Stevie could sense something in the room but couldn't see anything

The woman that was haunting the house stood in the corner watching Lindsey coo to the baby and tell Stevie how amazing she was, she stood with tears rolling down her cheeks, sobbing loudly, almost screaming at points, clutching her stomach, she had hers and her lovers baby inside her...yet she would never get to meet them...

Stevie sat up suddenly. "Did you hear that?"

"Hear what? Relax, mama. Why are you on such high alert?" She looked around the room, turning her head each way before settling back down. "Now where was I?" Lindsey kissed her lips then down her neck, chest and landing on at where their baby lay inside her. He tugged at her skirt and pulled it down her thighs, then pulled her panties down and off. He brushed his lips across her skin from her toes to her inner thigh, spreading her legs. He parted her lower lips, kissing them as he would the ones on her delicate face. He slipped his tongue between her folds, tasting her as if it were the first time. He groaned, being driven wild by her sounds. She gripped the bedsheets as he went down on her, licking her clit and causing her to gasp and whine with pleasure.

"Keep...going" she said breathlessly. A shadow passed the mirror and Stevie shut her eyes, trying not to notice that they weren't alone.

She tried to ignore the dull pain that was shooting through her abdomen

"You alright baby?" Lindsey asked from between her legs concerned

"Yeah, just make me cum please?!" She begged wanting it to distract her from the room

"It's my pleasure!" He licked at her with more urgency, soon she was seeing stars and tightening her thighs around his head, in her haze she heard a voice drifting through the air

"Fletcher...please come back to me...we need you..." Stevie heard it like the voice was crying, a sound of devastation echoing out, a voice that sounded similar to her own.

The voice faded slightly then all of a sudden her pain intensified, the feminine wails becoming louder, tuning in her head. She shot up from the bed, nearly falling over Lindsey and dove onto her knees, getting sick several times.

"Stephanie, what the hell?" Lindsey asked, his voice a mix of concern and irritation.

"Sorry" she sobbed, flushing the toilet and wiping her mouth.

"I thought your morning sickness was over." She shrugged. "Was it sudden? Was it because we...?"

"No, no it wasn't that, it was...I'm not sure. Maybe from all the crying earlier. You know that upsets my stomach."

"We should go back to the doctor and check out the pain and the vomiting. It seems to be getting worse."

"No, I'm fine" she told him. "Please, I just want to cuddle with my husband and nap"