Chapter 88 No.
Lily’s pov.
My eyes shoot open as sweat pours down my body, the nightmare I just had making shivers run through me.
It felt so real… so personal.
A masked figure had my baby, my baby boy…
They escaped with him… and we never saw him again.
I wipe the sweat off of my forehead and throw the blanket off of me, needing to cool down.
Shaking my head I decide to run a bath, hoping that’ll cool my body down.
As the tub filled with warm water I gently lowered my body down, sighing as I felt the sweat wash away.
I sat in the tub for what felt like hours before finally getting out.
I wrap a towel around myself and lay back down in bed.
‘What the hell was that?’ I finally asked Sapphire.
‘It was a possibility,’ she whispers softly.
I scoff while shaking my head to myself, ‘a possibility? As if I’d allow my baby boy to be taken from us…’
‘We can’t predict the future… we can only try our best to keep him safe,’ she responds softly, making me sigh to myself.
‘No matter what… we won’t allow that to happen,’ I say with resolve, knowing deep down in my heart we’d be able to prevent that.
Sapphire makes a deep rumbling noise in her chest before retreating to the back of my mind.
Just as I close my eyes the sound of the door opening makes them shoot back open.
As I turn my head to the side I see that it’s just Creed, probably checking in on me.
“Hey, darling,” he says softly, walking towards me with a small smile, “how are you feeling?”
“I’m okay,” I mumble, pushing my head against the hand he’s using to brush the hair out of my face.
“Just okay?” He asks with a frown, “what’s bothering you?”
I sigh while sitting myself up more in bed, “I… had a nightmare.”
Creed raises his eyebrows at me in curiosity, “what kind of nightmare?” He asks while tilting his head slightly.
“Our baby boy…” I mutter, pausing while tears try to make their way out of my eyes, “he was taken- he was taken by a cloaked figure… I couldn’t save him.”
Creed’s eyes darken while a growl slips out of his mouth.
He pulls me into him as sobs wrack my body, terrible, gut wrenching sobs.
“Shh,” he whispers softly into my ear, rubbing his hand up and down my back, “it’ll be okay. We’d never let that happen.”
The soft rumbling in his chest calms the rage in my soul, making my sobs turn into little gasps, before they are gone.
“I’m just scared, Creed,” I sigh, wiping the tears from my face, “what if… what if he does get taken? What if we can’t stop it?”
“We don’t know what it was, it could’ve just been a nightmare. We don’t know that it was a vision…” he says, walking into the bathroom and coming back with a wet cloth.
“You’re burning up,” he mutters while placing the cloth onto my forehead.
I sigh as the cold cloth soothes the aching burn. As soon as Creed and I started talking the heat returned to my body.
“I feel hot,” I mumble as my eyes close. Feeling every bit of energy slipping away from me.
“I need to get your grandmother,” Creed says frantically, eyes wide in panic.
Before I can even say anything he is out the door, rushing to find my grandmother.
“Arghh,” I groan in pain, feeling my babies stirring restlessly inside of me.
Waiting for Creed to come back felt agonizing, the minutes stretched into hours, or what felt like it.
“You need to check on her! She’s burning up! She shouldn’t be burning up!” I hear Creed’s frantic voice yelling from down the hall, his and my grandmother's hurried footsteps sounding after him.
“Lily, dear?” My grandmother says as she comes into view.
I grimace at her, trying to give her a small smile but failing.
“Something’s… wrong,” I manage to get out between groans.
My grandmother gives me a concerned look before placing her hands onto my belly.
Her eyes fly open with a gasp.
She clamps a hand onto her mouth as she staggers back a few steps.
“What the hell is happening!?” Creed roars angrily, desperate for an answer.
“The boy…” she mumbles with wide eyes, “he’s- massive. He’s taking up all of the room… making the other babies go into distress… if their heart rates don’t go down we’ll need to do the c section… today.”
My head starts spinning at her words. Distress. C section. Today.
“Is there anything we can do to stop them from coming?” Creed asks while running his hands through his hair nervously.
“No,” my grandmother sighs, “if we don’t do something soon, it could be dangerous. For Lily and the babies.”
“Fuck!” Creed whispers harshly, gripping his hair in his hands, “it’s going to be okay.”
He wipes the sweat from my forehead, placing a shaky kiss on it.
“It’s going to be okay,” he repeats, but he sounds unsure.
“It’ll… be… okay,” I stutter out between shakes, something is seriously wrong with me.
“Sit with her while I go grab some herbs, I don’t think my magic will be able to help much… I think whatever Sapphire has been doing is taking a toll on Lily’s body. Don’t take your eyes off her,” my grandmother says quietly before leaving the room.
Creed paces the room while his eyes dart to me every few seconds.
I lay there, silently shaking while waiting for my grandmother to come back.
I place a shaky hand onto my belly, praying to the goddess she keeps my babies safe.
If anything happened to them… I don’t think I’d be able to live with it.
“No matter what…” I say with a shaky breath, “keep our babies safe, alive… even if that means I don’t survive.”
Creed’s eyes snap towards me while a dark look takes over his face.
He walks towards me slowly, cupping my shaky face in his hands.
“No,” he whispers quietly, to quietly, “I can’t lose you, I won’t lose you.”