DEMETREA
after that little episode malcom and i laid in bed in a comfortable silence. i let my mind wonder to how things could've been if he would've never kidnapped me.
"he would've been two years old today"
my voice came out soft and quiet but loud enough for malcom to hear. i felt his grip on my hand tighten slightly as he continues to rub his thumb on my hand.
" i wonder what he would've looked like"
his voice came out quiet as though we are in a movie theater and trying not to interrupt.
"i started to dream of him soon after it all happened. he had my complexion, your beautiful blue eyes and killer smile. he was almost a splitting image of you besides the skin"
malcom softly laughed as he let go of my hand and pull me closer to him. i wrap my arms around his waist as he rubs my waist and puts his chin on my head.
"we'll have a complete family eventually my love we just have to finish a couple things first"
already knowing what he meant i agreed. i know that we couldn't try again yet and i understand that.
"i miss him. i miss him so much malcom"
"i know darling but he's always with us and i mean always"
he takes his necklace from under his shirt as i clutch mine in my hand.
malcom kisses my head as i tighten my grip on him and the necklace. things may be shitty right now but as long as i have him i'll always be okay.
LATER THAT DAY
i woke up from a short nap to a empty bed. i sat up and immediately got dizzy and felt sick and laid back down and hold my head trying to stop the dizziness. i stayed in that position for a while until i heard footsteps coming towards me.
"are you alright darling?"
"yea just a little dizzy that's all"
"did you eat at all today?"
i took my hands off my face and furrow my eyebrows thinking of i actually ate today. my silence was a good enough answer for him since i saw him go into the kitchen and start to cut up some strawberries and a pineapple.
i sit up slowly this time as he dims the lights and sits on the bed with me as we eat the fruit together.
i love this man with everything in me and wouldn't trade it for the world.
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reflection || m.bright
Fanfictionwhen you're married to a profiler who's father is one of the most infamous serial killers in the world since jack the ripper, things definitely get interesting. " just because of something your father did doesn't mean i love you no less malcom" "but...