Rayne
I woke suddenly, still in the bed I had been in, and Hope was next to me. There was a light blanket thrown over both of us, but we were alone.
I was starting to figure out how to get to a bathroom when Night came in.
"Hey baby, sorry I wasn't here when you woke up, I just wanted to check on the status of everything. Do you need the bathroom, hon?"
"Yeah, I was just trying to figure out how to find one."
"There's one right here behind this door, but we need to keep you off those feet for the time being, so I'll carry you in and help you."
I could feel my face heating at the idea of him helping me in the bathroom.
"I think maybe now is a good time to explain a couple of things. I have claimed you and Hope. What that means is you're my old lady, and Hope is my daughter. So you don't need to be embarrassed about me taking care of you. I won't hurt you, and I won't touch you till you are comfortable with the idea. I will also kill any mother fuckers who try to touch you, ever."
I just sat there and blinked at him. I couldn't understand why the hell he would do something like that.
"Why would you claim us?"
He came and sat on the side of the bed," from almost the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew you were mine."
He reached out, moving his hand very slowly, and caressed my cheek. I was stunned to say the least.
"Now, let's get you to the bathroom, then we need to get you fed."
With that, he helped me move Hope to another area of the bed. I scooted toward the edge, and then he scooped me up.
He carried me into the bathroom and sat me on the toilet. Then I maneuvered my shorts and panties down till they were at my knees.
He walked out of the bathroom so I could pee in privacy, which I appreciated. Then, after I was done, I worked on getting my underwear and shorts back up.
It was harder to pull them up without putting my feet on the floor.
Suddenly, Night was there, and he picked me up and held me with my feet off the floor, which made it easier to put my clothes back on, but it was embarrassing as hell.
He sat me on the counter by the sink, and I washed my hands. He handed me a towel, and then hung it up when I was finished.
Then he scooped me up and was carrying me back when Hope started to fuss. He sat me on the side of the bed and handed her to me.
"Can you bring a towel to lie on the bed, please. With these diapers, I'm not sure how much she might leak."
He walked back into the bathroom and brought me the towel. I spread it on the bed and placed her on it.
He handed me the diapers and wipes, and I worked on changing her. She wasn't overly happy about the delay in getting to what she wanted, but she wasn't really letting me have it yet.
"I know, sweetheart, it's coming, I promise." I pulled her to me and pulled up my borrowed shirt, opened the flap of my bra, and took out all the now-wet padding. She latched on rather hard and acted like she hadn't eaten in years.
"She has a good appetite, I see." Night was chuckling at her.
"I'm not sure if my milk has been enough for her lately, but with me eating again, it'll be better, and she won't need to nurse as much, I don't think."
"We are definitely going to get you fed up, baby. They were fixing dinner in the kitchen when I came in. I will grab us some in a minute. Are you allergic to anything?"
I shook my head, "not that I know of."
He nodded and continued watching Hope. I was trying not to be embarrassed, and it wasn't like he could really see much anyway.
I pulled her off my breast to burp her, and then moved her to the 2nd side. There was a knock on the door, and Night jumped up to answer it.
He actually blocked the door with his big body so no one could see me feeding the baby. When he pulled back and shut the door, he was holding something.
He moved to the middle of the room and unfolded it. Then I realized it was one of those pack-n-play things.
"They said this was like a 2-in-1 thing because it's a playpen, but it has a bassinet insert thing. Since she's so little, we'll keep it a bassinet for now. We can get her all set up with a nursery when all of this is over, and we're not on lockdown."
I just looked at him, and I'm sure I was wide-eyed. Not only had he done what he said he would, by securing a bed for Hope, but he was talking about what we'd do after this.
I just watched him try to figure everything out and put it all together. I wouldn't have been any help because I'd never touched one.
I'd had an old, thin twin-sized mattress thrown on the floor, in the corner of a dirty storage room. Hope had only ever shared that space with me.
Blood had been pissed as hell that I'd hidden my pregnancy long enough that it was too late to force an abortion on me, and I could be hurt if he beat the baby out of me.
So, I'd given birth to her all alone and took care of both of us alone. I had been terrified every day that he would do something to her.
So, now, at least, if nothing else, she was out of his grasp, and I was determined that no matter what I had to do, my baby girl would stay safe.
Now, I just had to figure out if Night was playing me, or serious. I also need to make sure Blood can't get his hands on us again.