Heart Song (The Erotic Rockstar Series) (22 page)

“Stop laughing, you are an ass.”

He chuckles and pats my belly.

“Poor kid, see what you’re coming into?”

I roll my eyes and a contraction hits, I grip my stomach and groan.

“Oh, it’s a contraction.” My Mother clicks her phone onto timer and sits me down.

“Breathe through it, you have to get breathing.”

Trav sits beside me and grips my hands.

“Are you ok baby?”

“I’m ok.” I whisper through gritted teeth.

“You are going to be
fine; we are going to have a beautiful baby.”

I smile weakly and squeeze his hand. “I hope so.”

~*~*~*~*~*

Three hours later, I am screaming and crying. We are in the car on the way to the
hospital; Chief is driving and muttering under his breath. My Mother is panicking and stroking my leg and Trav is soothing me with calming words. We pull up in emergency and Trav takes me inside while my parents park. A nurse comes rushing out.

“She is in labor.” Travis explains.

“Ok, we will get her right through to Maternity now.”

She puts me in a wheel chair and I bellow as another contraction takes over. My stomach, my back, everything hurts. Good
God the pain. I throw up three times on the way up to the ward, and another two when I get in.

“She is nine centimeters. We are nearly ready to push.”

“Where’s your Ma?” Travis asks, looking panicked.

“She will be here.” I hiss.

“Breathe baby, come on.”

I take deep, long breaths. Then I wail again and grip Trav’s hand.

“It hurts Trav, make it go away.”

“
God baby, I’m sorry, I would if I could.”

“Oh
God!” I scream.

I am given gas while we wait for the last stage to complete. I suck it so much I am high as a merry horse by the time my
Mother gets in. She rushes over and grips my hand. I squeeze hers and wail as another contraction hits me hard and fast.

“Get it out, get it out!” I cry.

“We are ready to start pushing.” The midwife says.

I push and I push, two hours pass and finally, I am ready.

“You want to see this part Travis.” My Mother cries.

Trav lets go of my hand and stands down the other end, his eyes widen as I push and push for the last time. A
moment later, I hear the screaming cry of my baby and I slump backwards.

“It’s a girl!” The midwife yells.

“Oh my God” My Mother says, breaking down and sobbing.

They place a slimy, blue bun
dle on my chest and I look down, and tears well in my eyes as I look at the little precious baby in my arms. She has dark hair like me, locks and locks of it. Her fingers are long and beautiful, like Trav’s. She is gorgeous, perfect button nose and tiny lips. Travis stops beside me and I look up, tears thunder down his cheeks.

“Oh Jesus, baby, she is perfect.”

I beam down at the small baby, and I feel such a swell of joy in my heart, it is slowly being put back together. She is the final piece, the final stitch. I know with every ounce of me, that she will fix me.

EPILOGUE

I watch Travis in the corner of the room; he is holding our daughter and singing lightly to her. His voice radiates through me, and I realize in that
moment every dream I ever had is sitting in that chair. His voice is slow and full of love and passion. I stare at him, with his tattoos and broad build, and the tiny baby that fits perfectly in his arms. That picture, that is the most devastatingly heart wrenching picture I have ever seen in my life.

“We did real
good.” Trav whispers, looking up at me with love and passion.

“What do you think we should call her?”

He looks down at her and smiles.

“I like Grace.”

I beam, how does he always know what is perfect?

“You know, that is perfect. I love it. Grace Phoenix. What a little rocker she will be.”

He grins and strokes her tiny head again. My Mother and Father enter the room then, walking in and stopping when they see Grace in Trav’s arms. Chief’s eyes widen and he puts his hand on his heart.

“Holy shit, I forgot how tiny they were.”

Trav stands and walks over, putting Grace in Chief’s arms. I smile and feel my eyes burning with unshed tears. Chief grunts, trying hard to hide his emotions. He puts his finger in Grace’s hand and she wraps her tiny hand around it. He chokes and swallows.

“Well look Mischief; she is doing what you did when you were born. She is holding onto my finger the exact same way.”

My Mother smiles and strokes Grace’s hair.

“She is an
Angel, just like you were honey.”

“We named her Grace.” I say.

Chief beams and my Mother smiles.

“Hello precious Grace.”

“Aw heck, she is perfect.” Chief croaks.

He passes her over to my
Mom who strokes and coo’s to her. Travis slides into the bed beside me and holds me close.

“We made one heck of a pretty baby Mischief.”

I smile and watch my happy family finally coming together. Nothing could be more beautiful in this moment, nothing. I take Trav’s hand and stroke over his fingers, and we both smile at my parents holding our daughter, our daughter the connection, the little piece of joy that will keep us all together.

“Well heck Misch
ief, who knew we would get here?” Trav says.

“Trav, I always knew we would get here. Even though we had hard times, I knew from the day I met you that you were my perfect half.”

“You know what they say Mischief,” He whispers, pressing my fingertips to his lips. “Love that hasn’t been tested with pain and heart break, isn’t really true love. We made the rollercoaster ride together, and what do you know? We finally got our happily ever after.”

Give a little time to me, to burn this out,

We’ll play hide and seek, to turn this around,

All, I want is the taste that your lips allow,

My my, my my, give me love.

THE END

If you haven’t read the first book in this series, it is called Phoenix Rockstar. The third book is not part of the series as such, but it is Chief & Mandy’s story. It will be called “Chief’s Angel” and will be released in late Feb/early march.

I hope you enjoyed this series, and I look forward to writing more in the future!!