Reflection (Book #2)

Chapter Five

Alex ran through the new house. "Mom! Can I have this room?" He shouted from down the hall.

"Sure, honey." I scooted the box to the end of the bed.

"Little Sister will sleep in here," Alex said, sounding closer.

"Alex, we can't have babies right now. You have to wait a little while for a sibling."

"That is so unfair!" He shouted.

I sighed. "Ben isn't like us. It wouldn't be safe for a baby to try to live in Mommy's tummy now, the way you did."

"Are you sick? What changed?" My son asked me, coming into my room.

I leaned down so we were eye to eye. "Ben is Safi. He eats food. We drink blood. I wouldnt be able to give the baby the food it needs. Your daddy was Baya. We made you just fine. You are our miracle."

"So when are you going to make Ben Zuri?"

"You are at least a decade too young to be involved in this conversation."

"I think I deserve to have a say."

I groaned. "Please go help Ben get boxes from the car."

"Fine!" He said.

I rolled my eyes. I blew out a breath, trying to relax. He was going to drive me insane begging for a sister. As if I had any control over what sex the baby would be, if Ben ever even felt ready to welcome a child into the world. Before we could even consider it, I'd have to turn him Zuri.

"Ugh," I groaned.

"What's wrong?" Ben asked from behind me.

I shook my head. "Nothing. Alex is just hung up on 'little sister'. He doesn't understand why we can't have a baby. I feel bad. Hes been through so much and all he wants is a sibling. I just can't give that to him right now. It's not possible."

"I know. He will get over it. For right now, just ignore it. Let's focus on getting moved in and getting a routine. Let's learn to be a family of three, before we go trying to add more."

I nodded. "I get it. Really, I do. We've only been together, what, three months and my son is throwing a fit we won't have a baby. I don't want to talk about this any more. I told him to help you unpack. I'm going out to get more boxes."

I dropped onto the bed, yawning. "Alex is all tucked in," I told Ben.

He looked at me, toothbrush still in his mouth. "He was very hyper today."

"I don't understand what has him so hooked on this idea. I wonder how long he's been thinking about it."

"I think maybe if we ignore it long enough, he will forget." He jumped into the bed, and I rolled over into his chest.

"I don't want to turn you before you've had plenty of time to think about it. You are so good as a human. I just don't want to take anything from you."

"Making me Zuri would take away my fear of dying, fear of running out of time. It would give me a chance to see new things, a new future. It would give me more time in your life, and Alex's. The only thing you'd be taking from me is fear, and giving me time, love, the strength to protect you. I deserve that. I don't need time to think about it. I'm sure."

"Then I need time to think about it." I rolled away and flipped my bedside lamp off.

He sighed. "Good night, I love you." He kissed my cheek.

"I love you, too."

I groaned as Dion's green eyes glued me to the spot I was standing in. He gracefully pushed me down to the floor, pinning me down with his hands on my wrists and knees on my thighs.
"Your pretty little boyfriend missed the spot," he said.
I pushed at him, screaming. "No! I saw you! You're dead!"
"Not quite. Don't be afraid-"

I sat straight up, screaming.

"What? What the hell? What's wrong?" Ben shouted.

"We need to call Wesley. I need to talk to Wesley right now."

"Why? What happened?"

"I just need to talk to Wesley."
Ben followed me to the dining room where the phone was, and dialed Wesley's number. He handed me the phone.

"Hello?" Wes answered groggily.

"I need to ask you something and you have to tell me the truth."

"Okay." He sounded aggravated.

"Is Dion alive?"

"What? No." He sounded more awake suddenly. "Why would you ask that?"

I sighed in relief, leaning back against the wall. "I dreamt of him. He told me he was still alive."

"Dee, you could have asked me that," Ben whispered.

"How do you know? How are you sure that he's dead?"

"I was there," Wes answered. "He was shot in the head. He's dead. You're safe, I promise."

"Thank you." I hung the phone up on the receiver.

"Why didn't you tell me you had a nightmare?" Ben asked sadly.

"I was too scared to talk about it. Plus, I didn't want you to think that I was still thinking about him."

"Oh, baby. You spent a long time with him. He's the father of your child. I don't expect you to forget all that overnight."

I wrapped my arms around his waist, laying my head against his chest. "Thank you. Thank you."

"Can we go back to bed now?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it. Let's just go to sleep."

"I love you, Ben."

"I love you, too."

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I'm struggling to keep this one alive. I'm so excited for the novels to follow so I'm having trouble coming up with content for this one. Sorry things got so slow lately. I'm writing several different stories right now actually. I've been updating my mature store and a story I stopped updating 4 years ago has several new chapters now. There are also stories I'm working on that haven't been posted yet. I'm considering putting a few others up but that would be so much to work on.
Those who have read this far, what do you think? Should I just put all my stories online and update them spontaneously or work on them in silence and try to keep a semi-regular schedule updating this one and the mature story- Marriage Before Graduation?
Thanks for reading and thanks for your patience!! ❤️😘