The Farmer's Daughter

Chapt. 27

Lily' s P.O.V

I lie awake at night afraid to close my eyes. Afraid that the nightmares will consume me. That my nightmares will become a reality. I lie awake tonight staring at my husband who is sleeping peacefully on his stomach with his face facing towards me. His lips slightly parted and snoring lightly. I lie on my side, with one hand on my protecting belly, protecting my unborn baby. Tears silently fall down my cheeks. Ever since the incident with Ryan three weeks ago, I have been so hyper whenever I see a black truck, when I hear a male voice, anything that reminds me of him I jump in fear. When I leave the house. I feel like I see him everywhere, that he is lurking in the shadows. Waiting. Waiting for the perfect opportunity to pounce on his prey like a animal. I am constantly frozen with fear. I started to sob, I cupped my hand over my mouth and wobbled into the bathroom, where I broke down. I have been putting on a strong front for Landon, trying not to worry him. He worries enough about me and the baby, but to add Ryan to the mix, and pregnancy hormones on is just too much. I looked in the mirror, to see a girl full of fear. The bathroom door opened and in walked Landon. He was rubbing sleep from his eyes, and was blinking trying to adjust to the light. He looked like a little child walking aimlessly. He looked innocent and young. The way I first met him, I feel like all this stress with me, the baby, Ryan, and his new job has aged him. I feel like I took his youth away from him, we don't have a normal marriage we never had anything easy, but his love and strength never wavered.

"Whats wrong darling." He asked gently, he opened his arms, which I walked into. I breathed in his scent, calming my nerves

"I can't sleep. I have nightmares. If it is not Ryan, it is loosing you, the baby, the cancer coming back and me dying and leaving you. I am on a loop of nightmares." I sighed and held onto him, he picked me up bridal style and carried me to our bed. He laid us down and held onto me tightly.

"Nothing is going to happen to you, me, or our baby. I promise you . You have been through enough, nothing is going to happen, but you have to be happy, healthy, and stress free for our baby to flourish inside of you." He smiled kissing my stomach, I smiled and combed his hair.

"You always know what to say to me. I am sorry I keep waking you up at night. You need your sleep." I whispered, feeling guilty, I have been waking him up every night for the past three weeks.

"This is what I am here for and my job as your husband. Through thick and thin, richer or poorer, til death to us part. I am here for the long run, I am by your side no matter what, I am your rock when you are not strong enough to stand on your own. I am your shoulder to cry on, I will be anything that you need darling. I will always be here no matter what, I am here, I am your man Lily McClain." I smiled and kissed his lips, he pulled me into his chest, his hands resting on my belly.

"I am here and love you too love bug." I smiled at his new nickname for our little peanut. He carried me to bed and gently placed me on the bed pulling me to his chest

"Get some rest my love. " I nodded, before drifting off into a dream where Landon and I were in our open meadow with a beautiful house with little children running around, but then it quickly turned into a nightmare where Landon stood holding a baby crying over my grave.

Next Day

I sat on the piano bench with my hands resting on the piano keys. I stared at my hands on the black and white keys. I closed my eyes and let my hands take control, I haven't played in months. I feel alive when I play, I opened my eyes when the song ended and smiled looking down at my belly when I felt a little push. I loved it when peanut would kick. I wobbled my way towards the house. Landon was at work, which left me at home alone. He wanted to take off work, but I told him I would be fine. I locked all the doors and headed for the kitchen. I made a chicken salad sandwich, which was Delicious. I sat on the living room couch watching mindless TV while reading a baby magazine, when I heard rustling outside. I looked up to see that the sun was setting and that Landon was not home yet. I continued to hear the banging and rustling, which started to freak me out. My heart began to pound, my blood pressure sky rocketing, and my vision beginning to blur.