'Where the fuck is she?!' i shout, storming into the rundown office building. A faint scream sounds down the stairwell. i swallow before beginning to sprint, making my way up the broken stairs, having to skip a few cracked ones.
'Chloe?!' i almost scream. 'Wesley! help!' she screams back, sobs echoing through the large empty second floor room. 'Where are you baby?!' i shout, except i recieve no answer.
I begin to run across the room towards the next stairwell but im stopped in my tracks. 'NO!' she screams. My heart pounds as im harshly grabbed and flung to the floor.
'You thought you could take my own daughter away from me?!' Her dad spits, harshly glaring down at me. 'Ye-' i begin, but he cuts me off as he pulls Chloe in front of him from behind his body. 'You think its ok to put something disgusting into her stomach' he growls, holding a sharp blade against her bare stomach, her shirt rolled up enough to expose the small, just forming bump.
I shake my head, blinking the tears away as Chloe continues to cry, her eyes clenched closed tightly. 'You really thought i'd let my daughter have a child, to you' he almost laughs at the end, he presses down on the blade and Chloe whimpers. 'Please stop' she breaths, her eyes shooting open to meet mine.
'Wes, please' she begs, her tears streaming down her cheeks. 'Let her go!' i shout, although im unable to get up from the floor once my arms are gripped harshly behind my back, whoever was holding me pulls me up, stepping a few steps backwards and dragging me with him.
'Wes!' she screams. I flinch when he shoves the knife fully into her stomach, CLosing my eyes tightly as she screams out. 'You fucking asshole!' i scream, my body trashing to try and escape the grip on me.
Her body falls to the floor as she clutches her stomach, furiously shaking her head. 'No no no no!' she exclaims, dropping her head down onto the dirty floor as she cries.
'Wes!'. My body jolts awake, bare chest covered in sweat as i turn my head to look at a worried looking Chloe. 'Are you ok?' she asks. I quickly sit up, pushing her back down to lay on her back before pulling her shirt up, sighing in relief when her small baby bump comes into my view.
'Babe, are you ok?' she asks again, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. 'Yeah uh.. just a bad dream is all..' i trail off, turning around and slidding off of the bed. 'where are you going?' she frowns. 'i just need a drink.' i state before stepping out of the room, walking into the kitchen and getting some water from the tap, sculling it down.
'Baby' Chloe whispers, her eyes wrapping around my waist. letting her cheek rest on my bare shoulder blade. We both stay silent as she slowly runs her hand up and down my chest soothingly.
'Do you want to tell me about it?' she asks although i shake my head, turning around to face her. I softly grip the back of her thighs, lifting her up and wrapping her legs around my waist as i nuzzle into her neck.
'No baby. im ok. just, it felt a bit to real for my liking.' i mumble, she nods, her arms wrapping around my neck gently. 'did someone hurt our baby?' she whispers. i nod my head, nuzzling further into her neck. 'they did, and i really dont want to think of it right now.. can we go back to sleep? its only 3am' i sigh.
she nods. I press a kiss to her neck before lifting my head, carrying her into the bedroom and gently laying her down before i lay beside her, pulling her into my chest before i pull the blankets up over us.
'I love you.. so much my love. and i love our little peanut in your stomach, yous mean the absolute world to me, i will never let anyone hurt either of you.. please never forget that' i state, pressing my lips to her cheek.
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'we're going to have to tell everyone we're having a baby soon, bub.. your starting to get your little bump so it wont be long before people notice' i speak before taking the last bite of my toast. she nods in agreement, putting the milk back into the fridge.
