Save Me (12 page)

4 days later

              I had been stewing in my bed for four days now, I never left and Oliver only came in to shower and change and bring me food, which I was not really eating. He sighed as he would come in and bring me more trays of food picking up the uneaten food he had left the last time. The truth is I was not hungry at all and the only thing I did was sleep, cry and vomit. All I wanted to do was sleep nonstop.

              I heard a knock at the door and I was not about to get up and answer it, I knew Oliver was home and he could get it. I rolled over to face the wall and closed my eyes again. I was tired. Very tired and all I wanted to do was go back to sleep.

              I heard my bedroom door open and someone walk in, ugh, he was just in here bugging me and I wanted to be left alone. “Really Grace? How long have you been in here looking like a big pile of shit?” Maggie shouted.

              Great Maggie, she was always here when you least wanted her to be. “What do you want Maggie?” I asked coldly.

              “What do I want? Hmm let’s see, I want you to get up out of your bed and shower because it smells like a complete coward in here,” she snapped.

              Most things that Maggie said never made sense to me but nonetheless I knew what she meant this time. “I do not want to get out of bed Maggie. Therefore, you are wasting your time. Ok,” I said sternly.

              “NO, Grace it is not ok, Oli is a mess and by the looks of you I would say you are not doing too hot yourself darling so why don’t you get up out of bed and stop feeling sorry for yourself,” she said. She had a point but I was still too angry, “Maggie you do not know what this is like, Gloria saved Belle and I and I owe her so much, but now how can I ever face her again knowing what I know now? It would be too hard and I just do not think I can do it,” I said quietly.

              “Oh Gracie, sweetie people go on from things, every single day and they do not always like it but you have to move on. How do you think it made Gloria feel to know someone she cares about so deeply was hurt so badly by her son? A son she never really got to know or watch grow up and become a man, he wasn’t much of a man granted but he was her son and he hurt someone so close to her,” Maggie said.

              I felt my eyes swelling up with tears again. Maggie was right as usual. It made me angry how right she always was. “Oh Mags, I am so sorry, I am just so tired and so emotional lately. I feel so badly, about how I have acted. Do you think Oli will ever forgive me?” I asked.

              “Oh please that man worships the ground you walk upon. Of course, he probably forgave you a minute after you locked yourself in here. Just let this go and move on from it,” she said.

              Again, she was right, Oliver never stayed mad at me like I did him, and that is not fair to him, he deserves more than how I have acted these past few days.

              “Thanks for coming over here and once again knocking some sense into my crazy ass. I don’t know what I would do without you Mags, and I have something that I really want to tell you but I have to tell Oli first,” I said. She smiled at me and said. “Its ok I already know,” she said. Then she walked out of the room. Of course, she already knew.

              I hurried up and jumped into the shower to clean myself up a bit for my husband. I wanted to look good for him but I know that does not matter because he loved me no matter what.

              I walked down the hall to find him and Belle sitting on the floor in the living room playing with her dolls and she looked so happy. It always made me fall deeper in love with Oliver when I saw how he is with Belle. I stood there for a minute while I took it all in. I really have a lot to be thankful for and I am so mad at myself for getting so angry.

              Oliver finally looked up from where he was sitting and smiled at me, I motioned for him to follow me down the hall. He got up and told Belle he would be right back. I went back into to the bedroom and he was not far behind me.“Oli, I am so sorry, I am so ashamed of how I have behaved. I never wanted to shut you out. I just did not know how to process all of this. I felt like two people I trusted most had betrayed me and I know that is not what happened. I guess I just wanted to be angry with someone. Can you ever forgive me,” I asked.

              He did not say anything he just lunged for me and kissed me so passionately that it was one for the books. “Whoa, does that mean I am forgiven?” I teased. “Baby you were always forgiven, I was never angry with you and I understand why you were angry. I never expected that you would take so long to read the letter and I was wrong for not telling you,” he confessed.

              “I understand why you didn’t and know that you are always trying to protect me, for that I love you even more.” He smiled and kissed me again, I knew that I could not wait much longer to tell him about the pregnancy and it had to be now.

              “Oli, I was trying to tell you something that night when I made us that dinner and it was very important,” I said. He grinned at me and said. “Grace, baby you know you can tell me anything, what is it?” Oli said. I took a deep breath, whelp it is now or never.

              “Oli I’m pregnant, were going to have a baby!” He smiled the biggest smile I have ever seen and reached for me. “Grace I am so happy, you have no idea how happy you make me. I cannot wait for this baby to be born, he or she will be so loved and so spoiled, and they will have the best parents and big sister there is,” he said with so much promise in his eyes.

              He bent down again to kiss me passionately; it always astounds me. Feeling his hands on my body releases a heat between my legs that I cannot control and sends shivers up and down my legs and arms. “Grace, I have to have you right now, but we do not have much time since Belle is right down the hall, so this is going to be hard and fast, ok baby?” I grinned in excitement, “Hmm just the way I like it!” I said excited.

              He reached his hands down to grab my hands and grabbed them both in his one hand and reached them up over my head, he then pulled my pants down with his free hand and began kissing down to my neck. It felt so good. “Oli, I need you so bad, please make love to me now. Please I have to have you inside of me. I am begging you to be inside of me,” I begged.

              He had me undressed in what felt like seconds and pushed me down onto the bed; he quickly undressed himself and was hovering over me with hungry eyes. “I have missed you baby, I need this so much, you are so beautiful and your breasts are so full now, I love it so much ” he said panting.

              Just that fast he was inside of me, and began a fast and hard rhythm that would finish me very quickly if he kept it up. I had been longing for this punishingly pleasurable rhythm.

              “Oli I cannot hold on much longer, it feels so amazing,” I said trying to catch my breath. He thrusted harder and harder until I exploded into a toe numbing orgasm that could set off the car alarms all over the town. He finished right away too calling out my name in the process. Then he pulled out of me and laid down beside me. Bringing my hand up to his mouth, he placed a gentle kiss on my knuckles.

              “Grace I love you so much, I will always protect you. I know you know that but I just wanted to say it again. I know how hurt and angry you are but I think you owe it Gloria to talk to her about everything,” he said. I took a deep breath and knew that he was right.

EPILOGUE

I have come to a point in my life where I am so happy with how things have turned out, it has taken longer than I would have like to get me to where I want to be but I am there and it feels amazing. Oliver and I have spent the last few months building our dream home that we just recently moved into, it was because of the check I received that I am able to even have a home like this for us, but Oliver and Maggie’s parents have given them some land and we decided to put it to good use. It was modeled after an old farmhouse that I noticed in town that I was in love with. It had four bedrooms, which was big enough for the five of us. Yes you heard me right…the five of us, when I was into my second month of pregnancy we went for our first ultrasound and found out that we were having twins, and last month we found out it was twin girls. Oliver was on cloud 9 and we were so happy.

              It was because of how happy I have been that I decided it was time that we visit Sheila. It was not fair of me to keep Belle from her and she lost her son a long time ago, not knowing who he truly had become. So now, we sit on a plane to take us on this long flight, that is why we are going now because it was the last month that I would be able to fly. I said that we could wait until after the twins were born but Maggie was all over that, “Nice try Gracie girl, but you are going, you need this and so does that poor woman,” Maggie said.

              My best friend…always right, Belle could also not wait to meet her new grandma; she had been talking about it all week. She had been calling Gloria grandma since the third day after we had moved to town so it was not that big of deal for her to find out that Gloria really was her real grandma because as far as she was concerned she already was. I saw how Gloria’s wounds began to heal slowly each day, and I think that Belle is a huge part of it, but I think finally knowing the truth and knowing the fate of the child she left behind helped give her some closure.

              When our plane landed, we rented a car and went straight for Sheila’s house instead of the hotel. I was exhausted but I wanted to do this and I was tired of putting it off, once we finally found her house Belle could barely contain her excitement. We parked and walked up the long brick driveway. Belle rang the doorbell and Sheila’s caretaker I assume greeted us.

              “Grace, oh Grace, darling thank you so much for coming here. You have no idea what this means to me. Is this Annabelle?” Sheila asked.

              “Hello Sheila, it is nice to finally meet you in person, and yes this is my Belle,” I said smiling proudly.

              “Well hello Belle, you sure are pretty, just like your mommy!” Sheila winked up at me. “Yes, I look just like my mama, everyone thinks so, but I have my daddy’s lips. Don’t I mama?” I smiled at her. “Yes baby you do,” I said. “Sheila looked over at me again and smiled. “Well you sure do Belle. I am your daddy’s mother, my name is Sheila,” Sheila said to Belle.

              “Grandma Sheila this is a super pretty big house, can I come back again?” I could see Sheila’s eyes fill up with tears and I knew that I had given her the most precious gift that Max never did, getting to meet her only granddaughter.

              “Grace, I am so sorry I feel like I have to say that, I know that I am not responsible for my son’s actions or behavior and it has taken me a long time and a whole lot of therapy to forgive myself for what has happened to him and you. I just want you to know that he wasn’t always so angry and was actually a pretty incredible young man at one point,” she said reaching for my hand.

              “Thank you Sheila, and your right you are not responsible for your son’s actions, and I am still haunted by his memory and I do not think that much will ever go away, but I have moved on finally and I have made peace with a past that I cannot change and I guess now I do not wish to because it led me to Oli and it led me to happiness in the end and for that I am truly grateful,” I said to her.

              We stayed for a few hours while Belle and her new grandmother got to know each other and when it was time to leave Belle gave her the longest hug and told her she loved her and I think now it was all worth it

2 weeks later

              I was beginning to feel like a whale out of water, I was waddling everywhere I went and I could not stop the swelling in my ankles. My doctor said I was not really progressing so they would let me go about three more weeks and then induce labor. I could make it three more weeks, I hope.

              I rolled out of bed…literally, reached for my robe, and headed to the bathroom and I was walking into the bathroom I felt a gush of something wet trickle down my legs. Holy Crap! “Oli, Oli come quick! “I could hear Oliver running down the hall and he slipped before making it to our bedroom. “What, what is it Grace?” his face fell worried.

              “Um not much, but I think my water just broke,” I said frantic.

24 hours later…

              I had labored for 14 hours, no joke 14, I went as far as I could but these stubborn little girls must be like there mama, because they were not coming out. The doctor finally said that we had to do a C-section and I agreed for my girls. 15 minutes later, we had two beautiful and healthy little girls. I let Oliver name them and he chose Ellison Grace and Emilee Margaret both weighed in at 6 pounds 1 ounce and 6 pounds 3 ounces. Tiny little beauty queens Belle called them, she also said that we had to call them Elli and Emi and Oliver and I both loved it. I looked down at my sleeping girls who are so tiny and perfect. I then looked over to my wonderful and incredible husband and smiled. “How did we get so lucky Olli?” I asked my husband.

              He turned to me and grinned from ear to ear, “No baby, it is us that is lucky, all of us who have you,” He bent down to kiss me and then reached over to kiss our girls on the tops of their tiny heads.

              I do not know what would have become of me if I had not made the decision to run when I did, I became good at running and it took the kind hearts of some friends and my now family to help me plant my roots in this town. I often sit and wonder what kind of life Belle and I would have had and I cannot picture anything but darkness. I just had a feeling that day to get off of that bus and when I did I could finally let go of all of my fears and my troubled past finally letting myself be happy, let myself be saved.

The end