"In cartoons, in movies, time passes differently. There are flashbacks and flashforwards."
-Warren Spector -Brainy Quotes
Dylan's P.O.V
Maria and I have been trying for a boy for four years now she's been pregnant six times. We have six girls and would have had five boys. It seems that the fates were against us having boys. She has had two miscarriages and suffered through two stillborns. Every one of them was going to be boys.
After each of the unfortunate events, Maria would shut herself off from the rest of us. Spending most of her time with the children, which she did that anyways but with the deaths and miscarriages, she spent more then what she normally did in there with them. Bridget blamed Maria for each of them telling me that she was only doing it so that Maria would get to have more of me. If it wasn't for the fact I could feel Maria's pain afterward I would have said the same but the fact that what Maria felt was what I felt so I knew Maira didn't want this as much as I didn't.
It was the beginning of Spring, flowers were blooming and there were light showers during the day. It was a little cooler at night but still warm enough we could set outside and enjoy the Spring air. The trees were getting their leavee's back and the grass was greener than ever.
I had just awakened for a long night of work, Bridget lay under me still sound asleep. Her light snore traveling through the room. I just start to unravel myself when a piercing scream bounces off the walls of the house. I jump up, Bridget sets up in the bed looking at me like what the hell. I return her look with one that says I don't know. I rush out of the room as I pull on a pair of old pajama pants. I skid to a stop as I come to Maira's door jerking it open. Maira stands at the head of the bed literally, one strip of her white tank top she wears falling off her shoulder the other one about to. And the matching pantie she wears dip low at one side. Her face is full of fear, her eyes big as balls.
"What the fuck," I ask
She points with a shaky finger toward the end of her bed, I follow to see one of the biggest snakes I have seen in person my whole life. "How did that get in here," I asked
"What is it," Bridget asked behind me
"I think you should wait out here," I tell her knowing her fear of snakes
"I want to see," she tells me
I look back at her, really...
"Dylan" Maria's voice stops my thoughts my eyes go back to her
Then I cover my ears as Bridget screams behind me causing the snake to move Maria screams out again.
"Both of you shut the fuck up for a god damn moment" I scream out
"Dylan" Maira calls to me again her voice shaking
"Bridget go get Marco"
"Fine with me" I hear her turn running down the hallway
"Dylan" Maira says again
"Ok baby, I'm coming to get you"
"Hurry"
"Just don't scream you'll scare it"
"Scare it, it's scaring the shit out of me"
I make my way toward the head of the bed slowly not to alert the big monster.
"Ok, come on," I tell her once I am where I can reach her
"I can't"
"Maria look at me" I demand her eyes find mine "Come on, I'm not going let anything happen to you"
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birthright
RomanceWARNING: THIS BOOK IS FOR MATURE READERS ONLY, DUE TO STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT AND LANGUAGE AND SOME SEXUAL VALANCE. MUST BE 18 OR OLDER TO READ. (This story contains bad grammar and a lot of misspelled words if you can't read without being rude then...