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My Heart Of Ebony

Chapter 17

I am standing in a all black room nothing to be seen.

All I can hear is my on hoarse breathing and something else in the distance. A baby?

Slowly light begins to shine in one area of the room illuminating a baby's crib. Curiosity takes over me and I walk towards the shining light.

I peek over the top of the crib to find a baby. My god does this baby look beautiful. It is a boy. His eyes are shining a brilliant blue and are filled with happiness and joy. His hair a rich auburn color that makes my heart swoon.

He sticks his hand in his mouth softly nibbling on his chubby baby finger while giggling in delight. I find myself stroking this newborn child's cheek and comforting him.

I pick him up into my arms, gently, and cradle him close to my chest making funny faces so I can be enriched with his musical laughter

"Why am I here? " i think aloud, trying to make sense of this baby, this room, this place. .

Suddenly the baby looks up at me pain and hurt painting his angelic face.

His crys echo through the seemingly endless dark room. Out of fear I place the baby back into the crib jumping nearly 10 feet back as his crys become louder and louder with every breath he takes.

It soon becomes too unbearable to stand so I scream into the void, "STOPPP! ! PLEASEE! ! ! WHAT DID I DO? ! ? WHAT DID I DO? ! ? "

I fall down to my knees breaking down into a fit of sobs holding my hands over my ears to stop the aching pain the baby's crys cause.

I weep pathetically into my hands and repeat over and over "What did I do? What did I do? What did I do? " The cries die down till there is noting but silence and the sound of my own pathetic weeping.

The light shines once again to the crib giving me vision to see

First I see a pair of tiny hands grab onto the railing lifting itself up I suppose, but what comes next is a shocker

The baby boy I had once held in my grasp seems to have aged a few years. He still has those sparkling blue eyes and amazing auburn hair but instead of being a few months old he looks to be 4 or 5.

"Mommy . . . you killed me remember? "



Notes

Short and pathetic update but holy shit was this am eventful chapter.

what are you guys thinking I'm dieng to know!!! do you guys like where I'm going with this????

SHOUTOUTSSSSS!!!!

@tsubaki_purdy_66

@The Fairy Kitten

QOTD : Who is your all time favorite super villan?

Definitely gotta go with Harley Quinn on this one. This girl is so misunderstood and fell hopelessly in love with a mad man. She deserves some credit.


Love, Chance < 3

Comments

I like ur style can u read my stuff I need inspiration

My response to that is that you should message me and tell me about that one day, unless you really don't want to. But it sounds like it might do you some good to talk about it.

I I was looking forward to going to see in this moment in September, but my boss won't even give me a firm yes or no on whether I can go. I just got a 'we shall see how busy we are that day'. So I had to buy a ticket, knowing I might miss it. :(. I'm definitely looking forward to seeing bvb and Manson at aftershock in October (one of my very few friends lives in ca, and is coming with), and nyd on Halloween.

other than shows, I can't seem to find a lot to make me happy. a lot of my fave fan fiction stories/writers have been abandoned or are depressed/missing. E.g., One I love on tumblr just got harassed and bullied so badly she's stopped writing.

So I guess I look forward to music and eventual death? I can only hope that there is, in fact, no reincarnation.

anathema anathema
8/31/15

@ChanceBVB
im afraid of my because of things he did in the past

Update soon!!!!

I looked forward to finally stepping up and joining glee club but this girl who is supposed to be my friend called me stupid and said that I should join she asked if I could sing and I said yeah but she said, no you can't your voice is so squeaky, it is squeaky but I can sing and it hurt when she said that so I didn't even go to the first meeting today.