Blind

Chapter Four •The Dream pt.One•

-Arabella's POV-

I awoke to the sound of some sort of thumping in the hallway in front of my room. I sat up on my elbow and listened closer to hear it coming from the what must be my door. The sound was hard and bulky meaning it was a large object hitting the floor with force and springing back up, only for the owner to toss it back down again.

I reached to the side of my bed feeling the ground to catch the vibrations. Only to feel that it was being tossed to the ground so hard, I thought it would hit the ceiling. I knew they weren't foot steps because footsteps don't have this much force or vibrations to them, even if the person was stomping like a pouty child.

"Who's there?" I asked. The thumping stopped for a minute before I heard a very quiet almost non existent "Sorry Bella".

Although you could tell the voice was male there wasn't a tone to it that would tell me that it was Mark or my Father. Knowing that it couldn't be anyone else I just assumed that it was Mark, making a ruckus on his way to the bathroom. He has this weird habit of waking up in the middle of the night because he has to pee and being half asleep doesn't help him be quiet.

There was one more thump before it stopped, almost as if the person had bounced it one last time before picking it up and walked away very quietly.

I laid back down and sat my head on the pillow.

"Its fine, just keep it down a little, please" I muttered before falling back into my black dreams.

Jack

She's perfect, that's all I have to say of her. Even if I wake her up at 1:00 in the morning by bouncing a energy ball shaped like a large bouncy ball, it was probably not a good idea to be doing that so early in morning while also watching her sleep,she wasn't even mad. She seems more curious than anything, actually.

When she heard me say "sorry" it was amazing because no normal living can hear a ghost unless their in their solid form. I'm starting to think she's a medium, A person who can talk to us Ghost without; a EVP, Ouija board, or Voice box, who can touch us and have a real conversation, but I don't want her to. Being a medium opens a door for other spirits to come to her to complain of their death. I sure as hell don't want to have to share space or communication with her, with other ghost.

She's mine! I thought. I floated through the plastered wall and up the hidden staircase in the wall that runs up the side of her room and into the attic. I suddenly stopped surprised by my own thoughts, where did the possessiveness come from? I thought. Man this woman is driving me insane

I floated the rest of the way up the stairs and to the large room that holds a small bed in the corner and a circular window letting in the little light from the night. I always kept this place clean, using the window to vent out the musky smell and keep the place dust free.

I loved this room, I had many good and bad childhood memories in here.It used to be a sanctuary that I played when he was home.

I shook my head not wanting to remember the nightmares of my past.

I walked over to the bed and layed down looking up at the old wooden ceiling.

"Bella" I whispered as I rolled over on my side peacefully fell asleep.

Dream

Bella sat in front of me smiling with a little twinkle in her eyes.

I smiled back at her and put my hand on her cheek, caressing it softly. I leaned in and kissed her red lips, loving how soft they were. She kissed back and wrapped her arms around my neck, letting her hands dig into my hair. She pulled on the strands making me groan and kiss her harder. She let out a little giggle,a soft and beautiful sound that battled Angels singing, that I loved hearing. We leaned back, falling on her bed with her underneath me. Never once did we break the blissful kiss.

Bella broke out off the kiss, needing to take a breath as I trailed kisses down her neck. I sucked and bit the space of her neck were her neck and shoulder meet, softly I blew on it leaving a large love mark. I pulled away from it and smirked loving the look of my mark on her neck.

She looked up at me with innocent eyes and took my hand placing it on her growing stomach. Once my hand came into contact with her skin I felt a little kick. My eyes go big and large smile stretching across my lips as I peered down at the girl I love.

"I can't wait for it to be born" she said smiling.

I pecked her lips "Neither can I". I whispered. She turned us around with me on my back. Bella smirked down at me and started kissing my neck.

"I love you Jack"

"I live you too, my Arabella" and just like that it all faded away, melting away like a fog.

I sprung up in the little bed, My chest heaving up and down but a large smile still pressed to my lips. I wanted that to happen, i'm 100% okay with the thought of her carrying my child.

I sat in bed day dreaming of what could be until I heard sobs come from below the floorboards. I sprung out of bed knowing it was the only person that I had tuned into.

Bella