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The Last Snow: A Mother's Love

Don't Shatter The Innocent's Hope

2 Months Later
Bella’s POV (July 4th)

“Good Morning, peanut.” I whispered, watching as those beautiful blue eyes opened up.

A sweet smile appeared on her face as she finally recognized my face.

“You slept a whole 5 hours pumpkin, that’s awesome!” I cheered, picking her up and making my way down to the kitchen so we both could get some food.

When I got to the kitchen I swaddled her tightly and rested her in the baby swing/seat I had on the island in the kitchen.

As I set her bottle of formula in a bowl of warm water to get it to a more pleasant temperature for her I noticed a note taped to the fridge.

There was no question as to who wrote it because it was in Kylie’s gorgeous cursive.

It read -

Good Morning!

Gaia and I will be gone for the day as we’ve gone into town to pick up some groceries and other necessities. We also have a 4th of July fireworks party we’re attending tonight with some old girlfriends. If you need anything or any trouble pops up, give us a call. Otherwise, you two have a great day and we’ll see you tomorrow.

  • Kylie and Gaia

“It looks like it’s just you and I.” I sighed, bringing Bianca her bottle and feeding her.

Once she finished her breakfast I threw the bottle into the dishwasher, started a pot of coffee and then took a seat on one of the tall stools that allowed me to look directly at my little baby.

Her big blue eyes were wide open and she just stared directly at me, no telling expression on her face.

“What is on your mind, hmm? Are you thinking that I’m a hot mess? Are you trying to tell me you hate your clothes? Do you hate me for getting you into this mess?” I worriedly asked her.

Nothing, just that same blank expression.

Well, it’s not like she could all of a sudden sit up, and start speaking her mind.

How I wish she could, though.

I poured the strong coffee into my mug and was briefly entranced by the swirls that the cream hitting the black coffee made.

Yeah- that’s just how bored I was.

My attention was brought back as I heard a soft little coo.

“You’re too cute.” I told her, gently resting my hand next to her.

She reached over with her little left hand and squeezed my thumb tight.

“That’s quite the monkey grip.” I giggled, as she shook my hand back and forth.

Bianca let out this shrill happy scream that I could only smile at, she was quite the cute little character.

My little character.

Running to the powder room right next to where we were I pulled out both her paci as well as her favorite black stuffed owl.

She was like Maggie Simpson when it came to her pacifier, she couldn’t live without it when she wasn’t occupying her mouth with food.

And as for the owl….that was an accident. Gaia had taken it out of the guys’ house when she and Kylie came to rescue me, figuring that it was Bianca’s.

Unfortunately….that’s not right.

Tyler had bought me that for my last birthday, as a gift to “have something that would remind me of him even when he was gone”.

It was too late though, Bianca had formed a tight attachment to the plush owl, and it would be just plain cruel of me to try and take it away from her now, despite what it stood for.

“You love that little owl, don’t you?” I cooed, as she released her grip on my and pulled the owl to her chest.

Her eyes fluttered shut and I watched as her little chest slowly went up and down as she was now asleep.

If only she passed out like that at night.

My heart sunk when I realized though that I was now technically the only person here.

Being alone was the second scariest situation I could personally be in.

It was when my mind wandered to dark and scary places, where I was forced to face the facts of life, and accept the fact that everyday I tell myself it’s going to be ok, over and over again, I’m really just lying to myself.

Seeming that my little girl was sound asleep, I figured it wouldn’t hurt to just relax and take a breath.

Once I grabbed my coffee, I turned Bianca’s seat around so that I could see her from where I was lounging on the couch.

I pulled my halloween fleece over my body and rummaged through the list of Tim Burton movies that were currently playing.

Too out of it, I just randomly played one as I snuggled further into the couch.

I barely was able to keep track of the faces dancing across the screen, let alone have any idea as to the words coming out of their mouth.

It was no use trying to fight my eyes to stay open. I double checked that Bianca was content and safe where she was, and once I was convinced of that, I convinced myself that I wasn’t a horrible person for taking a tiny little nap.

“I love you, Bee.” I whispered, as my head hit the pillow and fell asleep.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Gaia’s POV - 9 hours later

“Hmm, that’s strange...all of the lights are off.” Kylie observed, as the two of us pulled up to the house.

“Look though, the TV screen is on, she’s probably just watching a movie.” I assured her, parking the car in the garage that was about 20 feet from the house.

All of a sudden as we both got out, we heard this awful, gut-wrenching scream shatter through the air.

Kylie and I didn’t even have to look at each other to know we were on the same page, we both bolted like crazy straight to the door.

“Bella? Bella, are you ok?” I yelled, pounding on the door as Kylie quickly attempted to wiggle the key into the door.

“No! Stop, stop!” Bella shrieked, her voice shattering out eardrums.

Kylie finally managed to shimmy the door open, and not wanting to waste any time I kicked the door wide open and ran to where I heard her cries.

When I entered the room I expected to see something resembling a horror movie scene, but this was not the case.

Bella was sprawled out on the couch, her back towards the couch as her long nails were clawing at her neck, going in just deep enough to draw blood.

“Go and get Bianca, make sure she’s ok.” I whispered.

“No more.” Bella sobbed, now pushing away an imaginative figure.

“Sweetheart. Bella...it’s ok, it’s ok, just wake up.” I cooed, gently running the back of my hand down her tear stained cheek.

“What? Where, where am I?” She garbled.

“You’re still here at the house, it was just a bad nightmare.” I assured her.

“Kylie’s also grabbing Bianca.” I said.

“She’s on the island in the kitchen.” Bella whispered.

“No, she was in your bedroom.” Kylie stated, walking into the room with a sleeping Bianca tucked in her arms.

“What? That’s not right….I just fell asleep a little bit ago and she was right on the island-I was looking right at her!” Bella exclaimed.

“Bella….do you have any idea as to what time it is?” I asked her.

“I don’t know...12 or 1 pm.” She groaned.

“It’s 10pm, Bella.” I told her solemnly.

“No, that’s not possible….I swear I just fell asleep.” She argued.

“Hey, hey, it’s ok, ok?” I cooed, taking her by the shoulders as she jumped up from the couch.

“Go and take a bath to relax. Who knows what the heck happened, but you’re safe now, so if Bianca and that’s all that matters, quite frankly.” Kylie suggested, gently rocking little Bianca back and forth.

We watched as Bella took one last deep breath in and out and without another word, she stormed past us to go into the bathroom.

“Oh dear.” I sighed.

“What do you think?” Kylie asked me.

“I believe Bella, I believe that she did just take a little nap and have Bianca on the island in the kitchen.” I explained.

“So how would you explain where we’re at now?” Kylie wondered.

“I don’t think Bella and Bianca were alone.” I said.

“What makes you think one of them was here?” She questioned me.

“This.” I stated, going behind the couch to grab the hypodermic needle that was lying on the window sill.

‘“Shit.” Kylie sighed.

“We need to move.” She demanded.

“No, that would be to stressful on Bella and Bianca. My best guess is that they were just doing a quick check up to make sure she and her baby are alright. You and I know how this story will end, why make it harder on her?” I whispered.

“Why, why do we have to just sit by and watch this shit happen? Kylie growled.

“Because we were naive enough to once believe that we could stop Chris and the others from getting what they want.” I replied.

“Don’t tell her that. She has gone through way too damn much to just be told that she’s going to lose in the end. She deserves one thread of hope to hold on to.” Kylie told me.

Notes

4 books in and Bella still can't catch a break, how many of you agree that there is no Chance of Bella to get out and be free in the end?

Feel free to let me know in the comment!



Happy Holidays to All!
~ BlackVeilsinWhite

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