Lonely Demon

Elise-30: Memories Returned, And The Future

How could he do this to me? Making Shawn erase or block my memories of him. No wonder they all were acting weird. They knew what was going on and they, they hid it from me. Oh, I'm so angry at Luke right now.

"Oh sh it's okay," I cradle my son, Lucas Edward Harrison Peterson. He looks like his father. When I saw him, I freaked. I didn't even know why he was like this. Then Shawn unblocks my memories. But even if he didn't unblock them, I would still love my little boy. "Aren't you a cutie, you better not be like your father." I shook my head, of course, he will look like Luke.

"Hey girl!" Rick came into my room. Yeah, I was finally home after being in the hospital for two weeks. Two damn long weeks. They wanted to make sure Lucas was alright. He was a healthy little boy. He was a bit small but still healthy. "Oh, let me hold him." I handed him over to Rick. "Ohhh aren't you handsome, yes you are." I smiled. "So anything from Luke?"

"No," after he discovered I had my memories back, he ran. He just bolted out of the hospital as if a killer was after him. His parents were trying to find him, but no luck. He'll come back if he knows what's good for him. I'm still angry at him.

"If looks could kill," Rick chuckled. I roll my eyes at him.

"So when you two leaving for Malibu or wherever you two going," I said.

"Tomorrow," Calvin and Rick were going on vacation. Lucky them. Shawn and Dulce were going camping. So I'll be alone since I have Lucas to take care of he's a handful, he eats a lot.

"Well have fun," I said.

After they left, I felt lonely. No one to hang out with or talk. If Luke comes back, I will smack him.

"Come on," I picked Lucas up and went downstairs. "What to do?"

I cradle him sitting down on the couch. I turned the TV on and watched whatever was on.

I was thankful Lucas horns and tail where gone. He looked normal, like a human baby. I could take him out now. I was now comfortable on the couch when the doorbell rang. Damn it, who could it be. I got up holding Lucas and opened the door. If I didn't have Lucas in my arms right now, I would've had jumped the person standing in front of me. And I would've had hit him until he couldn't stand up. God, I'm not one to be so violent.

"Elise, let me in," I had slammed the door shut. "Please, I'm sorry."

Shaking my head, I leaned against the door. Didn't want to hear any excuse from him. But he was Lucas father. Sighing, I opened the door and let him in. I went into the living room and sat down. Well, not before I handed Lucas over to him.

"Ah um," Luke just stood there awkwardly holding him. "Hey, little one."

"Watch it, hold his head right," I glared.

"Never held a baby before," he said.

"Well start learning," I sighed.

"I'm sorry okay, I get it your mad at me," I just glared. "Stop it, stop glaring at me."

"No," I said.

He sat down next to me. We just stayed there silent, not saying a word. That is until Lucas starting crying.

"Do something," Luke handed him over. I took him.

"He's hungry," I said and pulled my strap down. Lucas happily suckles away. I smiled. It felt nice when he fed my breasts are always hurting. And now they don't

.

"Oh," Luke scooted closer. I just shook my head. "So, how you been?"

"Really?" I sighed.