Eye's Wide Open - Chapter Forty Nine

 Sound asleep, Dimitri gets some much-needed sleep from being on the move for so long to get what was needed to save Emily's life that he didn't even realize that he had fallen asleep. 

Slowly stirring from his sleep, he can feel Emily in his arms. 

Dimitri's eyes spring to life when it dawns on him that Emily is no longer just lying in the position that she was when he fell asleep. Emily was now snuggled up to his side like she always did when they would sleep together every night. Dimitri could feel Emily breathing steady as his hand rested on her side. 

Slowly moving Emily out of his arms, Dimitri slides out of bed and just stares at her, sleeping peacefully. "Is this a dream?" Dimitri thought as he rubbed his face. Dimitri moved closer to Emily to wake her like he had always done since they had moved back to his house. Dimitri paused when reality hit him. This was not a dream, but a reality of what he had done to her. Dimitri wanted to wake her up but didn't want to disturb her either. He stood and pondered the decision. 

All of a sudden, Emily rolls over away from him, still asleep. Dimitri's stops breathing as he watches in amazement. "Emily, are you awake?" Dimitri says in a whisper as he sits on the side of the bed. 

Emily never says a word as Dimitri finally gets up the nerve to reach over and roll her over to face him. Emily faces upward on her back but does not wake when Dimitri moves her. "Emily, please wake up, love," Dimitri whispers as he strokes her hair. 

Choking back the tears, Dimitri leans down to Emily. "I know your in there. You moved love, come back to me. Please wake up," he whispers. 

Dimitri waits and waits as Emily lays still and doesn't move a muscle. "Emily, come back to me," he tells her as his voice starts to tremble with disappointment. 

Almost losing hope, Dimitri scoops Emily up from the bed and pulls her into his arms. Dimitri takes Emily to the end of the bed and sits down with her on his lap. Emily's head falls to Dimitri's shoulder as he sits there, rubbing her hand and back. "You need to come back to me," Dimitri says with demand in his voice. 

"I'm so sorry for what I did to you. I will never forgive myself if you don't come back to me. Please, Emily, come back. We're going to have a baby, and you need to come back to me. I need you more now than ever," Dimitri says as he pulls her closer to him. 

Emily shifts in Dimitri's arms, and her eyes flutter open. Dimitri gasps as he turns her in his arms. "Hey you," Dimitri whispers as he strokes Emily's face. 

"Welcome back, don't do that to me ever again," he says in a stern voice. "Did I die?" I ask. "Only for a brief moment, I thought I lost you forever. My world ended, Emily. I can't live without you. I will never put you in harm's way again. I can't tell you how sorry I am for what I did. When Daniel called and said you had died, I lost it. I would have never forgiven myself," Dimitri says. 

 "You and this baby are my world," Dimitri says as he strokes my face. "What! What are you talking about? A baby! Am I pregnant?" I gasp at the sudden shock. 

"Yes, love you are with child. My child and I will protect you and our son or daughter with my life," Dimitri whispers as he pulls me closer.

A baby, a baby with Dimitri, my one wish that I had a long time ago. A new pain opens for a brief moment when I remember the first child we lost, but a new joy fills me when I think of a little girl or boy that I thought was impossible to have was finally coming true. I lean over, taking Dimitri's face into my hands. "Never feel bad for what you did. I told you to do it. It was my choice. So, never blame yourself for what happened. I'm fine, and now we are going to start a new life together. I don't regret anything. I have you back, and that means the world to me, I tell him as tears form in my eyes. 

Then a sudden fear hits me. "Dimitri, you were a Nightwalker when we.....What if the baby is a Night Walker too?" I ask with a daunting fear of the truth. "We don't know just yet what the baby is, but it's alive, and that's all the matters to me. I got you and the baby. It doesn't matter what it is. We will face the situation no matter what the outcome. We will make this work," Dimitri says as he tries to reassure me. But deep down inside, I'm scared to death. 

Dimitri calls for the nurse as he keeps me held tight in his arms. I'm a bit surprised when I see Lisa walk into the room. I still remember getting checkups from Lisa for years. I find it surprising that she was not killed with everyone else when the Nightwalkers evaded our home. "Can you strip down to your under where so I can examine you and the baby?" Lisa asks. Dimitri sets me on the edge of the bed and helps me take off my nightclothes. Dimitri then helps me get to the top of the bed. I watch Lisa place a monitor on the table beside the bed and turns it on. "This will be a little cold," Lisa tells me before she places the probe on my belly. I watch as Lisa slowly starts moving it across my belly and stops as a strong heartbeat fills the room. The baby's heartbeat, my baby, and it's alive. 

I glare over at the screen to see a small little dot. It doesn't even look like a baby yet, but it's got a heart, and it's strong. "So, what do you see?" I ask Lisa as she studies the screen. "It's too early to tell anything other than it's alive," Lisa says as she moves the wand more to get some measurements of the baby. 

"So how far am I?" I ask pretty much knowing the answer to that one since me, and Dimitri only had the opportunity only a few times in a few weeks. "It looks like you are eight weeks, give or take a few days," Lisa says as she finishes the measurements. 

We will put you on a good diet, and I'll give you something to help put some weight back on you. We will continue lots of fluids and plenty of supplements and vitamins. I'll keep a close eye on the baby's progress, and hopefully, as it develops more, we can determine what it is. A boy, girl, fairy, or nightwalker," Lisa says as she finishes up. My heart sinks as I think of raising a little nightwalker. I wasn't sure how I would manage it since I knew nothing about them other than they destroyed my family and lived on blood. What would I be able to offer a child like that? My mind raced at the odds of my situation.

Love Triangle (Clean Version) - Chapter Ninety Five

 Clean Version

"Is that you?" A familiar voice rang out. Arthur turned around to see Willow coming around the corner.

"It's nice to see you here in France. Me and my father are here on business," she began. "That's right, your father that ruined my life," he replied, crossing his arms in frustration.

"Please don't be mad. I hated it too. You act like I never loved you," Willow replied. "I know, it tore me up. I wanted us to be together forever," he explained.

Trying to change the subject, "I hear your father returned. I can't believe he’s alive, after seeing him dead. It's a story that will be told for generations!" she replied with a smile. "It was a shock to everyone, even my grandma, which seems to still be in denial. I'm here with my mom and dad. They wanted to take me here on vacation to get caught up on all the time that we were separated," he told Willow.

Willow stepped a little closer. "So you are here without your betrothed?" she asked. "Yes, she’s back at the castle with my sister and her friend, Nolan. I think they are secretly in love, but they are not letting that one out right now," he replied. Stepping just inches from him, she could see that he was getting nervous.

"What are you doing?" he asked. She looked at him with intensity burning in her eyes. "I have missed you so much. I have never stopped loving you. I only wrote that letter to try to convince myself that I wasn't in love with you. I didn't want you to hurt like I did. I always wanted you to be happy," she told him.

"Oh Willow, I know that you still care, I still care about you, but the matter still remains. You are still betrothed as well as me. We are promised to others. We can’t do this." he told her as he stroked her cheek.

"Please don't take this moment from me. I have longed for your touch. They will never need to know. She held his hand to her face as her hazel eyes meet his. Arthur stood there, his heart racing. He wanted her as much as he could see that she wanted him. He stood there frozen in time. It was only them that existed in their world.

He pulled her into his arms. He took her face into his hands, pulling her lips to meet his. As he kissed her, he twirled his fingers into her hair. Her kiss was intoxicating! He didn't realize how much he truly missed her!

Pulling away, he had to regain himself. "I can't do this, I'm to be married this week, and well, you are to be married as well," he told her. She could see the pain in his eyes as he stepped back from her. "He’s horrible, he’s so mean to me, and we are not even married yet! He even slapped me once because I spoke out of turn when he was with his friends, she paused...........”And he threatens to do worse if I tell anyone!” she explained to Arthur. Willow could see the hurt and anger that was building up on Arthur’s face. "You need to tell your father or someone. He can’t do that to you. You’re too sweet." he told her.  "I will take care of him if you want me to?" he asked. Willow with tears welding in her eyes stepped closer to him. "He will never be you," and I regret not running away with you when you asked to," she told him.

"I must be getting back before my father sends a search party after me. Will you walk with me back to town?" she asked. "It would be my pleasure," he replied with a smile. Arthur followed behind Willow, deep in thought with all that just happened. He was still in shock that she still loved him and that her betrothed was that mean to her.

What are you doing here?" he asked. "I had some more time to spare. My father won’t be back around until tomorrow evening, and I wanted to see you again," she told him.

Willow pulled Arthur close to her. "I don't think you get what I was saying earlier," he told Willow as he pulled away.

Willow was so angry that she couldn't help but turn and yell at Arthur. "Why! Why would you want to stay with her when you could be with me?" she shouted. "You don't understand," he tried to get out. "I do understand, you are not happy, and I'm not happy. We could be happy and still be with each other," she told him.

"Please stop. You’re not listening to me. I'm not unhappy. Lillian is a very sweet girl. She cares about me, and well, I care about her. I think I might be falling for her. It only seems right since she will be my wife in a week. I know I asked you to run away with me when they tore us apart, but you chose not to. So I was left alone. I have moved on." he told her. "You, you love her, and not me? I knew I shouldn't have come here. I was so wrong about you!" she shouted.

Willow turned to storm off but Arthur caught her by her waist to stop her.

"Stop!" he shouted as he held on to her as she tried to pull away.

Still trying to get away from Arthur's grasp, Arthur spun her around, backing her up to the table. Pushing her onto the table so she would not be able to fight against him, he had to get her full attention.

"You think you know everything, every time I look at you, my heart gets ripped out of my chest, I see what I want but can't have. You have no idea what I went through when you left, how many nights I cried myself to sleep, how I didn't eat. My grandmother did what she thought was best. She brought Lillian to court to try to save me from the purgatory I was living in. Then I got your letter, which even crushed me more: all my hopes and dreams were crushed. So don't pretend that you know me, that you know what I went through, that I didn't care," he told her.

After releasing Willow, Arthur walked over and stood in the doorway. Willow finally walked over to where he was standing. "I never meant it that way. I guess I'm so jealous that someone has you, and I don't. I know what it’s like, I too, cried myself to sleep. I tried to talk my father into letting me be with you. But he wouldn't. He’s scared of your grandmother. That's why he wouldn't let us be together. He doesn't want to lose me. She did execute your father’s first wife," she replied to him.

Arthur's eyes got wide as he stared at Willow in shock. "What are you talking about? He wasn't married before," he told Willow. "Yes, he was. She cheated on him with a stable boy and got pregnant. Trying to claim it was his, when in fact, he was in love with your mother. She found out about the affair and put the girl, her lover, and mother to death." she told Arthur. He was now angry, not at Willow, but what she was telling him.

Turning around to walk away, he felt Willow's arms wrap around him. Resting her head on his back, he could hear her as she began to cry. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I never meant to hurt you again. I just want you so bad. I want to be the one that's with you. I want to be the one walking down the aisle to marry you in a week. It's just not fair. Please forgive me!" she begged as she began to sob.

I don't hate you. I love you," Arthur told Willow. "I love you, I want to be with you," she whispered to him.

That's all it took for Arthur to grab Willow. Pulling her close, he kissed her lips. "You’re my world, the air that I breathe. 

I don’t know what to do with you!" he told her as he brushed her lips with a soft kiss. "Love me!" she replied. 

Sitting back they watched some shooting stars that danced across the sky.

Right before dawn, he took Willow by the hand and led her down the walkway. "So, what do we do now?" Willow asked Arthur.

"I honestly don't know right now. So much has happened that I need to think about a lot of things. I will think about what you said. I will not make any promises. I want you to know that I love you, and no one will ever replace the love that I feel for you." he told her as they approached the town.

After Arthur left Willow, he headed back. Confused with such emotions, he was lost in what to do, or even how to do it if he chose Willow.

He sat alone out on the balcony pondering on what to do. He loved Willow with all of his heart, but there was Lillian that he cared about too. He was falling in love with Lillian, and now that the wedding was going to be this week, how could he even think to hurt her. All she did was try to be kind and loving to him. Then if he did choose Willow, would her father even let him be with her? He didn’t want her with him because of his grandmother, for all the terrible things she had done and could still do. He couldn't blame him for keeping her away.

Arthur headed out with James to go site seeing. As they walked, Arthur had to ask what was weighing heavy on him.

Arthur stopped turning toward his father. "I need to ask you something," Arthur told his father. "Sure, what is it?" he asked. "Well, I ran into a friend, and well, I heard some stories that shocked me, and I wanted to know if they were true. I heard that you were married before, and the girl cheated on you with a stable boy and got pregnant with his child. When your mother found out the truth, she killed her, the stable boy, and her mother for their crimes. And that you were in love with mom before you were made to marry that girl. Is it true?" he asked. "Yes, it’s all true, and I didn't tell you because I didn't want you and your sister to see your grandmother as that person. She's queen, and with that comes a lot of responsibility. They were wrong. They were punished by law for treason. In the end, I got my one true love, your mom." he told Arthur.

"Ok, that makes a lot of sense. That what I heard. Now comes the hard part. I'm in love with Willow. She was who I wanted to be with, but her father said no. Then there is Lillian, she is sweet and pretty. I care for her too. I was falling in love with her and, well,... We are to be married this week, but now I don't know what to do, who to be with, and how to do it if  I was to choose Willow." he explained. "Well, all I can say to your son is follow your heart. If you love Willow, then you will find a way to be with her. I wouldn't marry Lillian if you have any doubt. The last thing you want to do is hurt her. No matter what you decide, I'm proud of you. I will support you and try to help you all that I can," he told Arthur.

Arthur found himself alone in his room. He pondered on what his father said. He knew that his father understood what he was going through. Now, if it just could be a happy ending, like his father’s.