Chapter Five
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Chapter Five
Robs point of view.
When Brian didn’t come back to the house after the funeral, I had a bad feeling… a very bad feeling. He was in a very dark place right now and I didn’t want him to go off the deep end. It would be bad in any circumstances, but he has Marcus now. He needs to f*****g focus on whats important.
His bloody son!
‘Where is he?!’ Charlotte hissed. She had clocked the fact he wasn’t here and went absolutely ape s**t. Marcus started crying, I could tell Charlotte was finding it hard to deal with it, so I took the baby off her and started bouncing and shushing him.
‘I don’t know where he is, but calm down baby, you’re distressing him’. I told her, She realised and apologised.
‘You look so cute, Babies suit you’. I just rolled my eyes playfully at her and leaned down to kiss her.
‘Babies suit you too… You looked so hot when you were pregnant’. She raised her eye brow. ‘You always look hot, you know what I meant’. She laughed and kissed me again.
‘True, I do. Don’t be going all broody on me, I'm the one that carries it for 9 months, no babies for a while’. I nodded, agreeing with her. ‘I’ll go and make the bottle’.
‘Ok’. She disappeared off in to the kitchen and I headed in to the living room to see if I could find Charlotte’s parents. Being a father myself, I can’t even imagine the pain they are going through today. They have been hearing for a while for what Charlotte said, but today, Gina’s funeral day has got to be killing them!
As soon s I saw them, sat down on the sofa, Looking like they are avoiding every one here, I walked over to them. Her mum saw me and gave me a smile.
‘Hello Robert’.
‘Hey, I was wondering if you’d like a cuddle with baby Marcus?’ As soon as I asked, Her mum had to excuse herself and walked off to the bath room, crying. I looked back at her dad. ‘I am so sorry, I didn't mean to be any cause of any upset’.
‘No, No you didn’t’. I sat down next to him and he took the baby with out me offering, which was fine, i didn’t want to offer and upset him too. ‘It's a hard day’. I nodded understanding. ‘And this little fellow here looks exactly like Gina.. when she was born’. I smiled.
‘Really?’
‘Oh yeah, She was a beautiful baby and child and she grew up in to a beautiful woman. She was taken too soon’.
‘I agree’. He cuddled the baby to his chest and kissed his forehead.
‘He’s perfect’.
‘Yeah.. he is’. It's just sad that he clearly isn't enough motivation for his father to pull his s**t together. ‘Do you mind if I go and check on Charlotte and Jordan?’
‘Yeah, Of course’. Smiling at him, I took another quick look before getting up and going to find my daughter. I hadn’t seen her in a little while, so, i was a bit worried about where she was. I went and found Charlotte to see if she knew where she was.
‘Her bed room, Why?’ I shrugged.
‘Just want to make sure she’s ok’.
‘Ok baby’. Leaning up, Charlotte kissed me quickly before heading back off in to the house to see and speak to other people. I know Jordan is young and probably doesn’t understand what's going on. She wouldn’t understand death and grieving, she was only a baby, but, I just wanted to see her and make sure she was ok.
I guess being around grieving parents had affected me.. Emotionally.
I headed up the stairs to Jordan's nursery and crept in. The curtains were shut but her night light was on. In the soft warm glow, I could see her peacefully asleep in the cot. Smiling, I closed the door behind myself.
Walking over to her cot, I sat down in the rocking chair and just... Watched her sleep for a while. I had no idea how long I watched her, but It only felt like seconds. I’d die for that baby girl, I would do any thing for her. I could have never thought in a million years just a few short years ago that this would have been my future.
Having a hobby like mine and the guys, you couldn’t plan a future because you never knew if you’d have one. Doing what we did, any thing could have happened. Some thing could have gone wrong… a victim could have, by some ridiculous miracle, gotten the best of us and had a weapon. WE could have been killed in self defence.. A victim could have gotten away and we would have spent the rest of our lives in prison… the possibilities were endless to what could have happened that would have cost us our future… and now look at me. Look what I have.
I smiled to myself as I looked at my daughter, peacefully dreaming away.
My sweet, perfect, absolutely f*****g angel!
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