Hollis was definitely a handful. But I loved her anyways. I never thought I'd have kids. At all. When I was younger, I'd always thought kids were annoying, gross, whiny, and a bunch of other non-enjoyable things. Sure, it was kind of annoying that I could barely get any sleep, but it wasn't Hollis' fault. She was just a baby. Even when I was sixteen and Desiree had been born, sure I thought she was cute. But I could've never seen myself having kids of my own.
Things have changed.
Hollis is now my whole world, along with Blake. Blake is everything and anything I could ask for in a husband. Hollis is my little girl, who I pray has a bright future filled with anything she needs.
Then one day, I feared she wouldn't have a future, and neither would I.
Blake had gone to the store, to go grocery shopping. I had wanted to go with, but he insisted that I stay home with Hollis and rest. She was three months old now, and she was starting to grow her blond hair. I sighed as he left, and put Hollis in her play pen, where she crawled around and played with her favorite stuffed animals. I was heating up her bottle in the microwave, when there was a knock at the door.
I went and got it, then froze in place.
It was Drew.
I couldn't say anything, even if I knew what to say. My mouth was dry, and my throat closed up. He smiled darkly.
"Well, long time no see, huh Irina?" he asked. My heart pounded. What the hell was he doing here?! "Aren't you excited to see me?"
"I thought you were in jail," I choked out.
"I was, but they let me out. Sure, I did kill that little friend of yours, and attempted to kill you, but I was defending myself from the little bitch. For all the police knew, she was an insane kid." I recoiled at that memory, it appeared fresh in my mind like it was only a while ago instead of years.
"So where's that little boyfriend of yours?" he asked, taking a step in. I reacted instantly, and pushed him out. But before I could close the door, he stuck his foot in, making it difficult to get it closed. I tried as hard as I could, but gave up when I saw it was useless. I ran over to Hollis' playpen, and grabbed her. I paused out of shock when Drew burst through the door. He looked very confused when he saw Hollis. "What the..." I took advantage of the moment and ran to the nearest room in the hallway, the bathroom.
I slammed the door shut just in time, and locked it. He pounded against the door, and it trembled from his blows. The whole thing gave me a weird sense of deja vu, but that was the least of my problems. I clutched Hollis against me, protecting her. She began to cry from the loud noises, but there was nothing I could do to calm her.
Drew shouted and tried to break the door down, while I sat there on the bathroom floor, crying and holding Hollis.
There was another noise; someone else was here. The pounding on the door stopped, and then a whole other sound appeared. It sounded like fighting, and I held Hollis closer. I knew having her close to me while I was this nervous and scared was dangerous. If I had a seizure right now, I could hurt her. I breathed deeply, and told myself it was all a dream. I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping that this nightmare would be over soon. I felt so trapped, like a caged animal waiting to be slaughtered. Then it got quiet again. There was a soft knock on the door.
"Irina?" It was Blake. I was trembling so much, and I couldn't find my voice. "Oh my God, if he killed her," I heard him mutter, pain in his voice. It was quiet again, and then the door handle moved. There was a quiet popping noise, and then Blake opened the door.
"Don't let him in here!" I cried, ducking my head near Hollis. I held her close, and waited for the feeling of Drew's fists once again. The slapping, punching, hitting...
But instead I felt arms around me lovingly. I knew it wasn't Drew at all. It was Blake. I sobbed in his arms, while he held me and I held Hollis. Blake was crying a little bit as well. All three of us sat there in the bathroom, crying and holding each other.
"I thought he'd killed you," he told me.
"I thought he was going to," I managed to say. Blake sighed, and helped me stand up. "I'm going to go lay down," I said. I knew a seizure was about to come any time soon. I handed Hollis over to him, and went to the bedroom. He said he was going to call the police to report the break in. I laid down, but thankfully it never came. I took a small nap though, and I woke feeling a little better. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, then stumbled off to go find Blake.
I found him sitting on the couch, with Hollis asleep, and so was he. I stopped and smiled at them. I went over and curled up next to them, and fell asleep once again.
I was woken by Blake stirring. He yawned, and I looked at him.
"Hey," he said quietly. Hollis mumbled, but otherwise stayed asleep. I laid my head against his shoulder. "The police said they're going to find Drew, but they're not sure what they're allowed to do with him yet. I filed for a restraining order. He'll never come near you again."
"You have no idea what a relief that is," I sighed. I felt like my life would be secure now. Blake kissed me.
"I want you to be safe. I want to know you're alright."
"And I feel the same way about you."
**4 months later...**
I had quit my job when Hollis was born, so that I could take care of her full time. This meant being alone at the house when Blake was at work, but I got used to it.
Then one day, it did worry me. Blake was supposed to get home around dinner time. I had made dinner, and fed Hollis already, but Blake was still not home. Soon, he was over an hour late. I began to worry, and called his cellphone, but there was no answer. A little while later, I tried again. No answer. I paced back and forth, then tried to call again fifteen minutes later. This time, someone picked up. But it wasn't Blake.
"Hello?" a woman said.
"Um.. Who am I speaking to?" I asked, confused.
"I'm sorry. My name is Wendy; I'm a nurse. May I ask how you know... Blake Devlin?"
"I'm his wife...?" I said. What the hell was going on?
"Oh. Ok. I'm sorry, Mrs. Devlin, but your husband was in a crash. He's in immediate care at the hospital right now."
"What," I breathed. She began to repeat herself. "No, no. Ok. I'll be right there." I hung up, and got Hollis. My heart was racing, but I had to stay calm. There was no way I'd make things any better by getting in an accident myself.
I got to the hospital, but was not allowed to see Blake while he was in immediate care.
"Is he alright?" I asked hysterically.
"M'am, I need you to calm down and just sit in the waiting room. We'll let you know once you can see him." I held Hollis, while I took my seat, and tears flowed down my cheeks.
"Moma," she mumbled. "Daddeh."
"Daddy's going to be fine," I said. I hoped I was right this time.
A couple hours later, I was finally able to see Blake. The nurse I had spoken to led me to his room, and closed the door behind her as I entered. I whimpered when I saw him. It was worse than when Hera had gotten in the accident over a year ago. Still holding Hollis in one arm, I covered my mouth with my free hand.
"Blake...?" I said, my voice cracking. I sat down next to his bed, and gently touched his hand. He groaned and tried to look at me.
"Hey sweetie," he whispered in a raspy voice. A tear fell down my cheek.
"What's broken? Does it hurt? Do you need me to get a nurse?"
"Calm down. My arm and a lot of ribs are broken. Yes, it hurts. No, don't get a nurse," he said. He smiled a little bit. "I'm going to be fine."
"You scared the crap out of me," I told him. He frowned for a moment, then smirked.
"Well I'm sorry about that, but that makes me kind of glad."
"Why?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Because that means you love me." I rolled my eyes. I'd smack him upside the head right now, if he wasn't already so broken.
"I hope you already knew that," I said. In my opinion, it was already very obvious.
"I know. It's just nice to be reminded every once in a while." I carefully leaned over and kissed him. "I love you," he said.
"I know. And I love you too." He smiled. "You sure you're going to be ok?"
"I promise."
"Good." I kissed him again.
"Daddeh!" Hollis squealed. I held her up to her father, and she hugged his shoulder.
"I love you too, Holly," he said.
Things have changed.
Hollis is now my whole world, along with Blake. Blake is everything and anything I could ask for in a husband. Hollis is my little girl, who I pray has a bright future filled with anything she needs.
Then one day, I feared she wouldn't have a future, and neither would I.
Blake had gone to the store, to go grocery shopping. I had wanted to go with, but he insisted that I stay home with Hollis and rest. She was three months old now, and she was starting to grow her blond hair. I sighed as he left, and put Hollis in her play pen, where she crawled around and played with her favorite stuffed animals. I was heating up her bottle in the microwave, when there was a knock at the door.
I went and got it, then froze in place.
It was Drew.
I couldn't say anything, even if I knew what to say. My mouth was dry, and my throat closed up. He smiled darkly.
"Well, long time no see, huh Irina?" he asked. My heart pounded. What the hell was he doing here?! "Aren't you excited to see me?"
"I thought you were in jail," I choked out.
"I was, but they let me out. Sure, I did kill that little friend of yours, and attempted to kill you, but I was defending myself from the little bitch. For all the police knew, she was an insane kid." I recoiled at that memory, it appeared fresh in my mind like it was only a while ago instead of years.
"So where's that little boyfriend of yours?" he asked, taking a step in. I reacted instantly, and pushed him out. But before I could close the door, he stuck his foot in, making it difficult to get it closed. I tried as hard as I could, but gave up when I saw it was useless. I ran over to Hollis' playpen, and grabbed her. I paused out of shock when Drew burst through the door. He looked very confused when he saw Hollis. "What the..." I took advantage of the moment and ran to the nearest room in the hallway, the bathroom.
I slammed the door shut just in time, and locked it. He pounded against the door, and it trembled from his blows. The whole thing gave me a weird sense of deja vu, but that was the least of my problems. I clutched Hollis against me, protecting her. She began to cry from the loud noises, but there was nothing I could do to calm her.
Drew shouted and tried to break the door down, while I sat there on the bathroom floor, crying and holding Hollis.
There was another noise; someone else was here. The pounding on the door stopped, and then a whole other sound appeared. It sounded like fighting, and I held Hollis closer. I knew having her close to me while I was this nervous and scared was dangerous. If I had a seizure right now, I could hurt her. I breathed deeply, and told myself it was all a dream. I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping that this nightmare would be over soon. I felt so trapped, like a caged animal waiting to be slaughtered. Then it got quiet again. There was a soft knock on the door.
"Irina?" It was Blake. I was trembling so much, and I couldn't find my voice. "Oh my God, if he killed her," I heard him mutter, pain in his voice. It was quiet again, and then the door handle moved. There was a quiet popping noise, and then Blake opened the door.
"Don't let him in here!" I cried, ducking my head near Hollis. I held her close, and waited for the feeling of Drew's fists once again. The slapping, punching, hitting...
But instead I felt arms around me lovingly. I knew it wasn't Drew at all. It was Blake. I sobbed in his arms, while he held me and I held Hollis. Blake was crying a little bit as well. All three of us sat there in the bathroom, crying and holding each other.
"I thought he'd killed you," he told me.
"I thought he was going to," I managed to say. Blake sighed, and helped me stand up. "I'm going to go lay down," I said. I knew a seizure was about to come any time soon. I handed Hollis over to him, and went to the bedroom. He said he was going to call the police to report the break in. I laid down, but thankfully it never came. I took a small nap though, and I woke feeling a little better. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, then stumbled off to go find Blake.
I found him sitting on the couch, with Hollis asleep, and so was he. I stopped and smiled at them. I went over and curled up next to them, and fell asleep once again.
I was woken by Blake stirring. He yawned, and I looked at him.
"Hey," he said quietly. Hollis mumbled, but otherwise stayed asleep. I laid my head against his shoulder. "The police said they're going to find Drew, but they're not sure what they're allowed to do with him yet. I filed for a restraining order. He'll never come near you again."
"You have no idea what a relief that is," I sighed. I felt like my life would be secure now. Blake kissed me.
"I want you to be safe. I want to know you're alright."
"And I feel the same way about you."
**4 months later...**
I had quit my job when Hollis was born, so that I could take care of her full time. This meant being alone at the house when Blake was at work, but I got used to it.
Then one day, it did worry me. Blake was supposed to get home around dinner time. I had made dinner, and fed Hollis already, but Blake was still not home. Soon, he was over an hour late. I began to worry, and called his cellphone, but there was no answer. A little while later, I tried again. No answer. I paced back and forth, then tried to call again fifteen minutes later. This time, someone picked up. But it wasn't Blake.
"Hello?" a woman said.
"Um.. Who am I speaking to?" I asked, confused.
"I'm sorry. My name is Wendy; I'm a nurse. May I ask how you know... Blake Devlin?"
"I'm his wife...?" I said. What the hell was going on?
"Oh. Ok. I'm sorry, Mrs. Devlin, but your husband was in a crash. He's in immediate care at the hospital right now."
"What," I breathed. She began to repeat herself. "No, no. Ok. I'll be right there." I hung up, and got Hollis. My heart was racing, but I had to stay calm. There was no way I'd make things any better by getting in an accident myself.
I got to the hospital, but was not allowed to see Blake while he was in immediate care.
"Is he alright?" I asked hysterically.
"M'am, I need you to calm down and just sit in the waiting room. We'll let you know once you can see him." I held Hollis, while I took my seat, and tears flowed down my cheeks.
"Moma," she mumbled. "Daddeh."
"Daddy's going to be fine," I said. I hoped I was right this time.
A couple hours later, I was finally able to see Blake. The nurse I had spoken to led me to his room, and closed the door behind her as I entered. I whimpered when I saw him. It was worse than when Hera had gotten in the accident over a year ago. Still holding Hollis in one arm, I covered my mouth with my free hand.
"Blake...?" I said, my voice cracking. I sat down next to his bed, and gently touched his hand. He groaned and tried to look at me.
"Hey sweetie," he whispered in a raspy voice. A tear fell down my cheek.
"What's broken? Does it hurt? Do you need me to get a nurse?"
"Calm down. My arm and a lot of ribs are broken. Yes, it hurts. No, don't get a nurse," he said. He smiled a little bit. "I'm going to be fine."
"You scared the crap out of me," I told him. He frowned for a moment, then smirked.
"Well I'm sorry about that, but that makes me kind of glad."
"Why?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Because that means you love me." I rolled my eyes. I'd smack him upside the head right now, if he wasn't already so broken.
"I hope you already knew that," I said. In my opinion, it was already very obvious.
"I know. It's just nice to be reminded every once in a while." I carefully leaned over and kissed him. "I love you," he said.
"I know. And I love you too." He smiled. "You sure you're going to be ok?"
"I promise."
"Good." I kissed him again.
"Daddeh!" Hollis squealed. I held her up to her father, and she hugged his shoulder.
"I love you too, Holly," he said.
I keep my rhythm
I tap in time,
My music is my world
An angry beat inside.
It can crash like a waterfall
Or gradually trickle down,
It can make you laugh and cry
That powerful sound.
My headphones on my head
The lyrics flowing though,
Filling up my brain
Music is the food I chew.
It can be beautiful, strange
Crazy and cool,
I couldn't live without music
There's a style to suit all.
Music is like a brand new life
Jumping around your mind,
Each instrument that is played
Is an ingredient to find.
There's nothing quite like music
There's nothing quite like me,
You can always find a friend in music
Music will always be.
I tap in time,
My music is my world
An angry beat inside.
It can crash like a waterfall
Or gradually trickle down,
It can make you laugh and cry
That powerful sound.
My headphones on my head
The lyrics flowing though,
Filling up my brain
Music is the food I chew.
It can be beautiful, strange
Crazy and cool,
I couldn't live without music
There's a style to suit all.
Music is like a brand new life
Jumping around your mind,
Each instrument that is played
Is an ingredient to find.
There's nothing quite like music
There's nothing quite like me,
You can always find a friend in music
Music will always be.
The city of light was full of marchants and villagers. Elyon stood and gazed at them from the huge silver gate. And gurding the gate was two broad shouldered men, wearing bright white robes, that glowed from every angle.
"Excuse me?" the man with blonde hair asked. When Elyon took a shaky step forward, the men stared shocked at her.
"Elyon? What are you doing outside the city?" The man asked. Elyon took in a deep sharp breath and took another shaky step forward. She still hadnt noticed that the vilagers were watching silently.
"Elyon...my name is..?she smiled and fell into the darknes, fainted. The two gaurds rushed to her aid, and the vilagers erupted into a panicky uproar
"Quick take her to Lady Alexsis!" the man with darker ahir nodded, picked up Elyon and disapered.
"Leo? What the hell is going on? This is a bad sign," an old man closest to the alone guard asked.
"I dont know," he muttered looking up at the castle of light, "i really dont know,".
COMMENTS PLZ
"Excuse me?" the man with blonde hair asked. When Elyon took a shaky step forward, the men stared shocked at her.
"Elyon? What are you doing outside the city?" The man asked. Elyon took in a deep sharp breath and took another shaky step forward. She still hadnt noticed that the vilagers were watching silently.
"Elyon...my name is..?she smiled and fell into the darknes, fainted. The two gaurds rushed to her aid, and the vilagers erupted into a panicky uproar
"Quick take her to Lady Alexsis!" the man with darker ahir nodded, picked up Elyon and disapered.
"Leo? What the hell is going on? This is a bad sign," an old man closest to the alone guard asked.
"I dont know," he muttered looking up at the castle of light, "i really dont know,".
COMMENTS PLZ
The pain you caused isn't what scarred me
The burning tears you left me to shed isn't what burned me
Your last words aren't what hindered me
It was the Legend.
That endless struggle to win
To fight back
To not toss and turn in my bed
That secure feeling I had before you
To feel as a sharp as a pencil lead
Now that loneliness I feel without you
A constant reminder
Feeling my heart beat again
Done with the breathtaking moments
And the heart-skipping kisses
To breathe again
Over and Done with
It wasn't those tears
It wasn't those words
It wasn't all that pain you left me to bare.
It wasn't the legend you were when you were here
But the legacy in my heart that you left!
The burning tears you left me to shed isn't what burned me
Your last words aren't what hindered me
It was the Legend.
That endless struggle to win
To fight back
To not toss and turn in my bed
That secure feeling I had before you
To feel as a sharp as a pencil lead
Now that loneliness I feel without you
A constant reminder
Feeling my heart beat again
Done with the breathtaking moments
And the heart-skipping kisses
To breathe again
Over and Done with
It wasn't those tears
It wasn't those words
It wasn't all that pain you left me to bare.
It wasn't the legend you were when you were here
But the legacy in my heart that you left!
There I was. *sigh* Just sitting there, waiting for him. Who? You ask? My crush, Patrick Wellsiben, he was the one for me. Let alone, him being THE most popular boy in school, I was known as a loser. I was the omega of the wolf pack. What am I talking about? Nevermind. My conscience says "Ask him out!", but my guts say "Don't do it you! He's gonna say no!" I don't know what to do! He comes near me and says "Hey." I stand there like a scarecrow smiling. "I feel stupid." "So stupid." Why shouldn't I get the attention from populars? I have short, thick black hair, I wear tank tops all the time, regular jeans and converse. So much for fitting in.
It's Funny, I Use To Be Popular. At First Some People Loved Me And Others Hated Me. Now Everyone Hates Me. Even My Old Best Friends. You See, I Always Found A Flaw In Everyone And Used It To Hurt Them. Not Physicly Hurt. I Made Them Feel Horrible About Them Selves. I Was The Reason You Cried On The Way Home. The Reason You Fake Sicked. Of Course Karma Came And Hit Me Like A Ton Of Bricks. I Try Hard To Be Nice, But No One At School Pays Attention To Me. Except Teachers. I Even Tried Sitting With My Old Friends.
"Hey, Guys!" I Said
"What Are You Doing Here?" Said Lexi Illing
"I Just Wanted To Sit With You."
"Well, Their's No Room"
"Yeah, Right There." I Said Pointing To The Empty Chair At The End.
"Well," Said Victoria Khan Placing Her Books On The Seat. "Now It's Taken."
Everyone Laughed. Except Me Of Course. I Just Walked Away. Wishing, I Had Never Been So Cruel.
"Hey, Guys!" I Said
"What Are You Doing Here?" Said Lexi Illing
"I Just Wanted To Sit With You."
"Well, Their's No Room"
"Yeah, Right There." I Said Pointing To The Empty Chair At The End.
"Well," Said Victoria Khan Placing Her Books On The Seat. "Now It's Taken."
Everyone Laughed. Except Me Of Course. I Just Walked Away. Wishing, I Had Never Been So Cruel.