The Lover Beneath Me(62)

“Mr. Sakis,” Darren stepped in, “he lost his child too. Daimon is not responsible for what some sick person wanted to do.” Darren stood in front of me blocking Addie’s dad from me, but I knelt there, letting the words of Addie’s father wash over me.

“How could you do this to her?” he kept saying, his broken English somehow making it even more poignant. I didn’t dare look up. I deserved his anger and hatred. “You promised me you would keep her safe, but all you did was hurt her,” he shouted.

“Mr. Sakis, please. Addie might hear you and right now, we need to help them both,” Elissa tried to ease the situation.

Addie’s father stepped away, placing his hands on his waist and looked out the window. His stance was menacing as he quietly seethed. On the cold ground of the sterile hospital, time ceased to exist knowing I was the one who brought this onto our family, onto my Addie.





The Homecoming


I headed home leaving Addie with her father and Elissa in the hospital. Drako came at me the moment the elevator opened. I crouched down and barely petted him. He whimpered, knowing how I felt as he followed me closely as I made my way up to the bedroom. I dragged each foot up the steps; the world around me was bleak and distorted. One minute, I was a happy father-to-be, a husband, a provider and protector, the next I was a destroyer of all the things that made my entire being complete, alive with life. Addie brought me a salvation I thought I was never to have, and the moment I heard about the baby, it only solidified it even more.

I turned on the shower, cold frigid water spraying down. I listlessly stepped inside, not caring about my clothes. The freezing water hitting me hard like nails, bitterly attacking me. I backed onto the side of the shower wall and slowly sagged down onto the floor. I watched the water pool and escape into the drain in the middle of the shower, my mind and body turning numb. Drako barked twice, waking me up from my trance. Disoriented, I stumbled, catching myself before I fell. I turned off the water, peeled off the cold wet clothes and let them lay on the floor of the bathroom. I opened the door of the bathroom Drako at my feet as I walked around naked, the cold air making me shiver as I dressed in my jeans and a t-shirt.

I headed out of the bedroom and looked across to the finished baby room. I had the men rush through it wanting it done for Addie. I stood numb. Discouraged, I made my way over to the room. The door made a quiet creak as I pushed it open. The smell of new paint hit me. Addie chose a soft green and instructed the painter to draw little cartoons all around the room. A freshly delivered baby crib lay flush against the wall. I let out a dark laugh, shaking my head. I turned to leave, when I was confronted with the tiny little picture of the first ultrasound. Addie had framed it. She placed it on the little white drawer by the door. I picked it up, my hands shaking as I stared at it. As I held onto the frame, something inside me broke and I began to cry.

“I'm sorry,” I breathed roughly as I held onto the little photo, knowing it was the only thing I had left of my child. My hands firmly held onto the frame, until I heard a slight crack. The glass within it broke; a fine little jagged line appeared across the photo. I placed it back down carefully as I turned around and looked upon the fucking baby room once more. Growing angry and spiteful, I stood there. Each happy memory of us became an agonizing sting that caused a knot on my heart. I lunged at the very first thing I saw and threw it across to the wall. The wood splintering into tiny little pieces as it hit the floor. I continued to throw and destroy all I touched; the deafening silent sound of my home ruptured by the sounds of me breaking all the things I thought were for my child, for my wife and their lives. I broke everything in there. When there was nothing left, I reached and torn down the drapes, exposing myself to the bright light of the sun, the glare hurting my eyes, forcing me to shut them. I growled and hissed as I pounded at the wall next to the window. I finally decided what I needed to do once I regained what little of myself I had left.



Elissa drove Addie home. The pussy that I was couldn’t face her. I just couldn’t. I didn’t want to see her contempt. I couldn’t live with the hazel color of her eyes hating me, knowing I was the reason she lost the tiny miracle we had created. I knew she despised me; she had to. No matter what her words would be, if I looked into my Addie’s eyes, I knew I would see her hatred for me. The thought alone was enough to bring me to my knees. So I knew what I needed to do, for her and for me. I edged forward as I saw her emerge from the elevator. Drako ran past me barking and jumping as he wagged his tail. Addie softly smiled and petted him gently.