She's just laying there, her chest barely moving.
The little baby niggling in my hands as I try and wrap her the way the YouTube video just taught me.
"Mom! She's not waking up..."
"Cameron..." Shes talking, but I can't seem to focus. Baby in the one hand, phone in the other, I pace up and down the bedroom. She looks so fragile laying there. Her skin pail, her dark hair strewn around her face. Fragile, yet beautiful. I just wish she would open her bloody eyes. If he could just look into those green pools, he would know she's okay. But she's stubbornly keeping them closed.
"Are you still there?" my mother interrupted my musings.
"Yes, sorry. I wasn't focusing."
"Put her in the recovery position. That's when you-"
"I know what the recovery position is Mother." I snapped, instantly regretting it, as I turned Genevieve into the recovery position.
"Did she stir?"
"Yes, she moaned a bit and moved her head."
"That's a good sign, now let her wake up on her own."
"But Mom," i said cradling the little baby closer to me as she started to cry, "What about the baby?"
"You know what babies need."
I can't believe she hung up on me. You know what babies need. What a joke. I look at the little kid, then at her mother, willing her to wake up.
"Genevieve," I whisper softly, hoping it wakes her and hoping it doesn't. I focus on the fussing baby. She's so tiny she fits into my palm. Her dark curls already prominent. She's beautiful, just like her mother.
"Cam," Genevieve's small voice crackled. Her eyes are still closed, but she's stirring.
"Gen! Come now," I flinch at the pleading in my voice, "please wake up, your baby needs you."
"My baby?" She whispers, hands on het stomach. Suddenly she shot up, "Where is my baby?" She half shouted in her panic. Visibly calming down when she noticed the little bundle in my hands.
I layed the baby in Genevieve's arms and left.
Not only am I emotionally and physically exhausted, but I'm sure Gen would like some alone time with her new baby.
Staring up at the ceiling, with the soft coo sounds coming from the other room, I can feel myself drifting off to much needed sleep.
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That Fateful Night (ON HOLD)
Romance****ROMANCE**** Life threw Genevieve a curve ball... After one of the longest, but best nights of her life, she finds herself in a strangers house. Will this be her opportunity to make a better life, or did she step from one hell into another. This...
