Page 77 of Totally Shipped
Beggar’s can’t be choosers, so I happily allow Rex to feed me bite-size pieces.
GRAY
Idon’t want to live.
I stare into the darkness, the edge of the cliff is so close and it draws me closer.
My mom’s voice echoes in my head.
‘Having kids will kill you…”
We killed Daisy.
There was so much blood, her screams. This was too much; how could she live through this?
If she survives, she'll hate us forever. How could she not when we just put her through that? We deserve it.
Her body split open, the blood pooling out. Daisy, unconscious or dead. Just like Mom, with blood everywhere.
I don’t realize I’m crying until Killian is there. He pulls me close and wipes my face.
“What did we do, Killian? What did we do?”
The edge of this cliff seems really tempting right now.
“We increased the size of our family,” he tells me. “Come and meet our daughter; her mom is desperate to see you too.”
My heart stops beating. I think it actually stops beating.
“She’s alright?”
“They both are.”
Walking back into the cave, the place smells of blood, smoke, and sweat. Some may think those are the smells of hell, but in this instance, it's the smell of heaven. And in this heaven, my angel, my two angels sit in front of me.
“Gray?”
I fall on my knees. “Forgive me angel, I left you.”
“You want to see our baby?”
Together we gaze down at the most perfect baby in the world. A tiny button nose and little rosebud lips wrinkle as she sleeps. Is she dreaming?
“What’s her name?” I say quietly, not wanting to disturb her in any way.
“To be decided. I don’t think we need to rush. Keyara has already changed her mind a dozen times on what she thinks it should be.”
Leander comes and crouches next to us. “We can do itTwilight-style and just mash up our names.” His brow wrinkles. “LeReGraDaiyarian? No…Kilgradalerexara.”
As always, Leander makes us laugh. I feel like such an idiot, the way I acted. Freaking out and running away is the opposite of helpful.
“What can I do?” I ask. I’m talking to Daisy, but really everyone. I let everyone down.
“Um, I’ve got a thought,” Killian says. “Daisy, I think you should eat your placenta. It’s huge and packed full of all the nutrients you need.”
Daisy’s eyes grow wide but she nods.
Of course, yeah, that’s a good idea.
