Nocturnal

Chapter Thirty Six.

Chapter Thirty Six.  

            “Rock a by baby in the tree top, when the wind blows the cradle will rock. When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, and down will come baby cradle and all,” I sang softly, the baby in my arms cooed and gave a giggle as I slowly swayed my body. The baby began to giggle and tangle her hands in my hair.

            “She’s beautiful isn’t she?” Ben said from behind and wrapped his arms around my waist; the baby laughed again and stretched out to Ben.

            “Is she ours?” I asked Ben, I went and put her down in the crib and turned to face Ben. Standing in front of me was Clayton, he looked confused.

            “Of course she is ours, who else’s would she be?” Clayton said angrily, I looked down at the baby and saw her eyes were an inky black. I stepped away from the crib.

            “Where’s Ben, this child is not mine,” I said, Clayton turned to me and gave me a wicked smile.

            “Don’t you remember love? I killed your mate and skinned him so you could always have a part of him. You gave birth to her a few months ago,” Clayton said in a soothing voice. No she can’t be mine; there was no way she was mine. I pushed past Clayton and ran down the hallway and ended up in a room. The bed looked like it hadn’t had been made that day and on the left side stood a pelt.

            I walked slowly over too it and put my hand on the midnight blue fur, I knew it was Ben’s and I felt the tears well up in my eyes. What did they do to my Ben? I dropped to my knees and pulled his pelt into my hands and held it against me. Clayton entered the room and gave me a cruel smile.

            “What did you do? What did you do to my mate?” I screamed at him, he was holding the baby in his arms and came over to me.

            “I am your mate! I don’t know what’s wrong with you today but I don’t appreciate the way you are acting towards us!” Clayton shouted in rage, I looked at the baby in his arms. Its blackened eyes studied me.

            “That’s not my baby,” I whispered. That couldn’t be my baby.

            “It is your baby; we made it out of our love. Or what is close enough to love, maybe I need to teach you a lesson for questioning me,” Clayton said, he put the baby on the bed and then pinned me to the ground and began to fumble with my clothes.

            “No Clayton! Let go of me! Clayton don’t touch me!” I yelled at him, I tried to fight back against him but I felt all my limbs seize up as if I’d been poisoned. Oh God he was going to rape me. He was going to rape―

            “Amith wake up! Amith it’s only a dream,” a voice was yelling at me, I scrambled away from the voice and felt myself falling but I never hit the floor. The room was dark and I recognized it as our room, Ben was holding me and had just kept me from falling on my ass. Pulling me up and onto the bed he looked at me with panicked eyes. I felt the exhaustion come over me suddenly and I slumped on the bed and closed my eyes. “I was dreaming about Clayton, he skinned you and made you a blanket,” I said, Ben didn’t say anything.

Pulling me into him he covered us both with the blankets and kissed my forehead. “There was this baby with black eyes and I thought that it was ours at first but I didn’t want it. And then I found out it was Clayton’s and mine and I wanted nothing to do with it, it had black eyes. Clayton tried to rape me; thank God you woke me up.”