16. Gideon

GIDEON

W e spent two days in that hospital room together, two days in which I only left her side to take a shower in her private bath. I'd put everything on hold to take care of her, even giving herhersponge baths because I couldn't stand for anyone else to touch her.

Always at the back of my mind was the conversation we'd started that night but I was afraid to bring it back up just yet. She was still so fucking fragile. So instead we spent the time talking and kissing, lots of kissing because as Blossom had put it, she needed the practice.

It seems as if she'd gone away in her head, not a mental break like I'd believed at first. More like her way of coping with the trauma was to push it aside and not talk about it. I was prepared for the fallout though. I knew it was only a matter of time before it all caught up with her and when it did. I'll be there to pick up the pieces.

For now we whispered to each other all day, made plans to do the things she liked, places she wanted to see. I had rearranged my whole life in these last two days. My business will have to take a backseat for the foreseeable future because she was now at the top of the list.

Until she was one hundred percent better I wasn't about to leave her side and I didn't want anyone else taking care of her either, not even mom unless I was in a bind. I'll see to all her needs myself. How hard can it be? I had no idea.

It started with her baths; they were a trial because it was hard to look at her without touching her. She was banged up and in pain without the meds and I still wanted her. She caught on quick to what was going on whenever I washed her body.

I guess the fact I spent five minutes washing her pussy was a dead giveaway. She's such a little tease too and so very responsive to my touch that she'd cum on the washcloth while I held it against her heat.

I threatened to stop and let the nurses take over but she pouted and gave me the sulky bottom lip, which I couldn't resist sucking into my mouth. Besides it's the only time she seems relatively happy and like her old self so of course I wouldn't stop.

Bedtime was another trial for me. I'd tease her with my fingers softly and gently until she came keeping her pinned so as not to hurt her poor head. Then I'd slide down between her thighs and eat her to climax again.

After that it seems she would always go off to sleep. That's when I did most of my thinking and planning.

My family had returned home after the first day. I might need them more in the days to come than here in the hospital, so it was decided that they'd go home since I had no intention of leaving her side.

I knew that Lynn was in traction in the hospital. I learned that her attack was being investigated as a mugging, so now the whole city was in an uproar because one of their elite had been supposedly accosted and discarded in such a manner.

The only thing missing from the story is that she'd been left outside the Sanders' house. I guess he'd pulled some strings there.

I tried to keep Ashley's whereabouts a secret, but they've gotten out somehow. Probably some over enthusiastic worker who thought they were being helpful. It didn't matter though because she had round-the-clock security even with me being here .

No one was allowed inside her room except the doctors who were known by her security detail.

Today is her last day in here, she'd received the go ahead and her local doctor back home, which she didn't have one, would take over her care. That was first on my list of things to do.

Thinking of that reminded me of the conversation we'd had about her visitors. After she'd dropped her little bombshell she'd gone into hysterics and I'd been forced to cut the conversation short.

But that in no way meant we were through, not by a long shot. I wanted to know everything there was to know about these two men she'd spoken of the sooner the better. The monster she'd mentioned was the missing piece to the puzzle.

I'd already uncovered the fact that her father had planned to sell her I just never knew who or where.

Today was also the day I'd chosen to tell her about the child she's carrying. I'm not quite sure why I'd chosen to do it here, but somehow I thought it was best to do it while she was still surrounded by doctors.

We were dressed and ready to go. She'd been given her walking papers and the car was waiting to take us to the airfield, now was as good a time as any. I had her sit on my lap while I tried to get my thoughts together.

I don't know why it was so hard to get the words out. Will she be happy? Pissed, what? I don't think she realized that what we were doing could lead to this. Her innocence was astounding.

"Blossom, baby there's something I have to tell you." I felt her body tense up under my hand.

"No-no baby, it's something good, at least I hope it is?" For fuck sake Gideon just say it. "You're pregnant."

I held my breath and waited. She just looked at me as if I'd spoken a foreign language, then she collapsed against me as if all the air had been knocked out of her body.

She started to tremble and shake and scared the fuck outta me. "What's up baby? What's going on? Talk to me." She clutched the lapels of my jacket in fear .

"I'm going to die Gideon, please don't let me die." My heart clenched in torment, the anguish in her voice…fuck.

"Baby...no you're not, why would you think such a thing?"

"Children kill their mothers." Fuck you Cliff Sanders, you just earned yourself another moment of torture before I put a bullet through your black fucking heart. There was no doubt in my mind that he was behind this new terror.

What the fuck did you do to her you fuck? I calmed my racing heart by taking deep breaths and held her closer because she'd started to shake uncontrollably.

The murderous rage will have to wait, revenge will have to wait she needed me now and I hope like fuck I knew how to do this.

"Blossom, baby that's just not true, look at me, you didn't kill your mother."

"I was too happy, you made me happy now I have to die, he was right."

"No baby he wasn't, he lied to you your whole life. Look at me...Ashley look at me." She turned almost dead eyes my way and tore the heart from my chest.

Keep it in check Thorpe, don't lose it now, later yes, but right now she needs you to be rational.

"You did not kill your mother, children do not kill their mothers, if that were true my mother would be dead and so would all the mothers of your classmates.

I kept my voice even and light even though it was killing me to just sit there and not run and find his ass and end him for this. Even this he'd stolen from her the fuck.

"But…it's true, it has to be. He said if I was ever happy I would die. I've never been happy before and now I am for the first time and I'm going to die."

Her body was a block of ice but I refused to let her go into shock, which seemed to be where she was headed. How much more could she take?

What other bullshit was she carrying around in her head that he'd put there over the years? I'd been so cocky thinking that I could undo the damage he'd done. I had no idea of the true extent of this man's evil.

Death was too good for him I needed him to suffer. Death is final, he's not getting off that easy this motherfucker is gonna bleed.

"Baby please I'm begging you, please listen to me. I know you had nothing to do with your mom dying but the proof is at home."

She looked at me disbelievingly. I took a deep breath, what I was about to say was all kinds of fucked up but I had to shake her the fuck out of this fugue she'd gone into. That bastard had done a real good job of convincing her of this bullshit. I'm going to take great pleasure in fucking his shit up.

Any qualms I might've had were vanquished completely by this. He was no longer human to me, not that he'd been much of one to begin with, but this,thiswas beyond fucked up.

To convince your only child, a young beautiful girl, that if she found happiness in life she would perish that. Just…fuck.

So now I'm left with the unenviable task of trying to shock her out of this way of thinking. I was so not looking forward to this shit but she needed a wakeup call and she needed it quick.

"Do you want to have an abortion?" I wanted to burn off my tongue as soon as the words left my mouth. She jerked as if I'd punched her.

"What, no, what...Gideon...how could you?" She tried to get off my lap but I held her tight."Blossom be calm, I don't want you to have one either but if you believe our child will kill you then there's no way I'm going to let that happen."

"But it's just an innocent baby."

"Not if it's going to kill you." Please let this shit work; please don't let her start thinking of me as the fucking monster.

"But..." She covered herself protectively as tears flowed down her cheeks.

"I don't know what to do, what should I do?" And that's when I knew why I'd chosen to tell her here, why I didn't wait until we were at home.

"Come with me."

I settled her in the electronic chair I'd gotten her to get around in. There was no point in her hobbling around on crutches all the time, this way she could use the chair when she grew tired. I didn't want her over tiring herself anymore than she had to.

We headed to the fifth floor, the nursery and exactly what I expected to happen did. At least I hadn't been wrong in this. I knew her, knew my baby's soft sweet heart he hadn't been able to blacken that.

Her whole face lit up when she saw the babies. I knew it would, how could it not? With that heart there was no way she could destroy our child.

All that was left to do was rebuild her from the ground up. The damage was worse than I'd ever imagined but it could be fixed I'd see to it. I leaned over and kissed the top of her head and she got as close to the glass as she could staring from one tiny bundle to the next with a look of wonder on her face. That's my girl.

"You see baby, they're innocent and perfect just like you were."

She grabbed my hand and held on tight.

"I'm scared Gideon." When she looked at me this time, at least there was no longer a look of stark terror in her eyes. She was still scared that much was evident but I was no longer in fear of her slipping into darkness.

"I know baby but I promise, look at me...I promise you that if you believe in me, if you trust me, everything will work out great and in about nine months we're going to have a beautiful baby boy or girl who's going to grow up with both a mother and father who loves them unconditionally."

She looked at me like I had the answer to the secrets of the universe. I'd settle for the secret to how to erase everything he'd done to her.