yes, i am an all around terrible bad girl. i wasnted to finish chapter 27 tonight but im way to sleepy. i was able to finish about 400 words and this is what i have so far.

Little Hands (Chapter 27)

A simple “We’ll make it through,” would have sufficed. But no! He just had to deepen things, make them more intricate, lovelier. Maybe that’s why she loved him so much. Maybe it’s because he had his own way of dealing with things. Maybe it’s because he loved her more than she could possibly imagine. But, then again, what are the odds of that?

There was a thread of light peaking from the horizon, a mere strand. Andrea woke up this morning with a different feeling buried deep in her stomach. Razor blades. It felt as though razor blades had been implanted deep inside of her and ripped everything in sight in an attempt to escape. The world around her slowly began to fade to black as the pain consumed her; all rational thoughts fled.

She slowly managed to crawl her way into the bathroom. As she clutched her stomach and fell to the floor, she held the rim of the toilet seat as everything she had indulged made its way out. This unfortunate event had happened before dawn had even approached. Andrea vomited into the toilet bowl and slowly the pain began to subside; very, very slowly.

F O U R M O N T H S

It has been for months since the assumed father, Rick DeMarco, had raped her. And less than one since he had been shot to death. Four months, four entire months, in which she had carried a soul inside her very own body. The feeling of being torn apart was slowly coming to an end.

When she could stand up once more, she mustered up all the strength she had in her feet and began to walk to the couch. She plopped herself onto the couch and turned on the television. It seemed as though every channel she had turned to a mother was nurturing her young one. On channel thirteen, a mother ape fed her baby. On channel eleven, a mother was breast feeding her baby. One channel twenty, a mother was pushing a baby around in a stroller. Yet it was the program on channel thirty-two that engraved a deep image in her mind. A mother, a father, and a handsome little boy were playing catch in a circle. Smiles were imprinted on there faces and there happiness shined as though visible from miles away.

It is time Matt found out; after all, he may be the possible father, right?

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