Babybreaths

part 3

2 hours on the spot and I went to the café. I looked around for him. Not many people where there, I looked around a bit more. Looking like a lost child, I walked past a table where someone had their head down, sleeping. At least I thought so until he peeked at me with ice blue eyes. It made my skin crawl a bit, he looked hungry, but I wasn't sure what he was hungry for... either my blood or a nice bowl of chow. I couldn't tell. But he sat up and he smiled at me, so calmly and friendly.  Handsomely even. "How long have you been waiting?" I asked- he's eyes looked tired. "Uh- not very long... 20 minutes or so. Oh- and here," He stood up and gave me the case. "Hope nothing's missing. Or damaged..." he said, his Ora was so strange, scary yet it pulled me in somehow. "Thanks..." I took my case back from him with shaking hands. "I'll be going now-..." I turned to leave but he grabbed my wrist, my stomach twisted but filled with flowers at the same time... his touch was strange. It made me feel goosebumps and my legs shudder. ". . . Don't you want to stay? I already bought you coffee. Though it might be cold." He asked me, I did want to stay for some odd reason. Maybe his eyes trapped my soul and now I belong to some campier with powers I can't even understand. "I would stay, but I have a child and a husband to get home to... thank you for your help, I'm very grateful" I put on my serious business time. He gave me a look of sadness and Shock before his grip was lose enough to walk away from.

Arriving home I was greeted by my happy, jolly daughter who ran to me with her arms stretched out for a hug. I picked her up and hugged her. She was a sickly child, an oxygen tube always on her at all times. Strapped on her and fixed to her nose so she can breath, because of this, she has a nasally voice. "Daddy! I made you something!" She seemed very excited. I smiled at her, "You did? What is it?" She pointed to the kitchen and I went over. I saw something new on the fridge, a cute, but poorly made drawing of what looked like the family... "dad" "daddy" "me" was over the heads of the people. I smiled "It's wonderful, Margaret. Very wonderful," Today was a normal day after that... my husband made food, we ate, it was my turn to give Margaret a bath and get her ready for bed... I gave her a kiss on the forehead. We said our good nights and I went to my room where Dante was sleeping. I looked at him for a while before I laied down beside him. For some reason, my skin tried to crawl away from him... I don't know why...