Help Me Fly

Waking up, I was back in my bed. The sun was actually out for once. If you lived in KY you would know that the sun isnt always out 100% out. Searching my brain, I cremember crying in Shadows lap in my art room. Then here I am, back in my bed. Sitting up, the heavy multitude of covers falling to my lap I realised I told myself the it was ‘my’ room. Not saying it was ‘our’ room. Turning my head, there he was. Sitting on his shelf I made for him. A place he could stay and watch me. I wonder if my heart will ever heal, not for myself but for my baby. I know the loss of one was hard, but I had to be a mother for my other bundle of joy.

My little punk baby.

Smiling at a picture image of what my baby could look like if it was a male, I pictured a mini George. From the stories I had heard from him and his sisters about all the hell he raised as a tween/teenager I was in for a hell of a ride.

I could not wait.

If it was a girl, then it cold be just like me. Oh no, reliving all my mistakes and heartaches in life. My being bullied in middle school, threatened in high school.

Bring it on. My girl will kick some serious ass.

Staring at the marlbe black urn, engraed with egyptian hyrogliphics of my name and his name, I did not hear the patter of feet, or the claws diggin into the hard wood floors to get traction.

My babies were here.

Jumping off the bed I was almost to the door when I was attacked with slobbery kisser and waggin tails. My dogs were here. Nealing down, I accepted their licks, and wags of excitement. I was so happy to see them. I had missed them so much.

My girl, my Eagle my beautiful white boxer, she was a Yule Gift from George. But she loved him more then she loved her mate, Hawk. He was my boy, my monster, my brute. He was a solid 80 pounds muscle, with his brown coat and black mask face to match. I loved this guys more then my own life. I did anything for them.

Feeling a pang of guilt, I realised I should not have up and left them like I did, I know they were in morning for their daddy. Especially Eagle. Both of them were boxers, fully blood and very loyal.

Feeling licks on my face I assumed is was Hawk. Eagle wouldn’t kiss me, she was not fond of me, but I saw white in my perfieral vision. She was licking me. Hawk was laying in my lap, his head reasting on my stomach, like he was listening to my baby. I think he is, his other ear is perked up.

Looking at eagle, I looked in her eyes, I knew what was wrong. Besides her aching heart for her daddy, she needed her medicine. Since she was a white boxer she was allergice to many things. So she had to have a sterior shot every month or so to help her feel better. Hawk, he just loved when you looked at him.

Patting my legs I beckoned them to follow me to the kitchen where her medicine waited for me. I did not think twice as to how they had gotten here, I just assumed that the guys went and got them for me. My cats should be here somewhere also.

“Ivy.”

That voice, casing me to stop in my tracks immediatley. I know that voice. My mother-in-law. I had injnored all the phone calls and text messages, but this I was not prepared for. I could not bring myself to look at her, I stayed where I stood, looking out the kitchen window between the fridge and window. Her white car, along with a red Ford, and a white Chevy suv. So not only were my monther-in-law were here, but both my sister-in-laws as well. I always thought of them as my real sisters. I always wanted sisters.

I felt my eyes water, no. No I would no longer cry. I coudnt not cry. But I could not stop myself. Slowly or faster then I though I turned and felt her arms wrap around me.

“Oh, dear I know your hurt. But please know we are all here for you.” I felt hands on my hair, that was Lynn, she always said she loved my hair. She was the oldest. I heard humming, that was Marie. She loved to hum, hell she had 4 kids. All of them I loved dearly. What if they were here. I oculd not let any of the kids see me like this.

Looking up, I saw the girls, hugging them both for as long as I could and a light kiss on the cheek I heard a squeal of delight. Lexi was here. She was the youngest baby. A little over a year old.

Breaking away from the hug I saw that Lexi was sitting on the waist of Jimmy who was stretched out on the couch, barley awake. Juimping for laughter up and down. Jeremiah was havin a staring contest with Zacky, more like he was staring at his facial piercings. That boy loved facial jewelry, or tattoos.

“Oh, sweetheart, they all missed you. We all did. So please do not be upset, I crashed you little house party.” Looking at her, I knew she meant well, I always had a few harsh words with her but I knew she had nothing but love for me. I did marry her only son.

Grabbing her hand, I also grabbed the hands of my sisters and pulle dthem along with me, to my bedroom. Looking at the both of them, I hoped the knew what I meant to say with my eyes.

I pulled them all into my bedroom. They had to talk to their brother, and son. Kissing cheeck lightly I left to go back to see two of my 7 neices and nephews.

Jeremiah was currently scrunching up his face and making a weird vampireic noise, in hopes of Zacky doing the same.

Nealing down to the floor, I clapped my hands and saw the face of lil Jermy liht up when he saw me. Runnig to me I gathered him in my arms holding tight.

“Eyie, Eyie, bampire.” I couldn’t help buy laugh at him. He thought Zacky was a vampire.
Laughing I shook my head no. but he only wrapped his hands around my neck again.

“As, adorable as this girl is, oh oh oh, she is kinds hurting me a little. I think she wants her aunt.” Poor Jimmy. Picking up Jermy in on arm suporting his tiny booty I alke over and saw tha Lexi was squealing with delight at Jimmy’s face, and even more when she saw me. Holding Jermy in one arm, I grabbed the little porcelin doll.

“Ahh, someone will be a perfect mommy.” Johnny could speak when he felt the need to say something.

But I think Jermy understood what he said, as he put his little hand on my belly that was slightly showing. Smiling to me he softly rubbed me belly.

“Baby Eyie!” He squealed with delight as I nodded my answer.

“You’re pregnante?”

My in-laws had heard that statement.

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