Chapter 31 | Hush

"You were never a good father! I hate you with every fibre of my body!"

His legs kicked around in the air and I immediately grabbed them, pulling them down and tried to straddle him, but he was pushing me away. His body moved wildly. His hands were reaching out in the air, punching my stomach swiftly, making me topple over.

He was having a nightmare. His whole face was twisted into a nasty scowl, his silver teeth grinding against each other as he thrashed around angrily. Tears were streaming down his face uncontrollably as he moved around, shouting curse words.

With one swift jump, I landed right on top of him, straddling him, as I pinned his arms to the bed.

Immediately, his eyes fluttered open, he sat straight up, grabbing the sharp knife on the bed side table as quick as a lightning and pointed it to my neck, ready to kill. His face was contorted into a angry sneer, his tears of rage were rolling down his cheek. He was in his most lethal form, as he held the knife against my neck, his chest heaving up and down, in his trembling anger.

I slowly let my hands reach his cheek, and placed them softly, stroking his cheek as I gave him a smile. Somehow, I didn't feel afraid that he will kill me. He won't.

He will never.

Blinking rapidly, I saw his senses coming back to him slowly and his eyes became wide with fear when he saw the knife being held to neck. Immediately, he threw the knife on the floor and cupped my cheeks, moving my head and frantically checked me from head to toe to see for any injuries.

I smiled weakly and let him do it, know that my words can't stop him.

He cursed under my breath before pulling on his hair angrily, hot tears rolling down his face. Salty drops fell from his chin. My heart broke seeing him like this again. He started muttering under his breath, his hands still pulling on his hair, "I shouldn't sleep here. I shouldn't sleep here. Its not safe for her. Its not safe for her. I should go. I should lea-"

"Puddin'..." I said, as I pulled his hands away from his hair and frowned when I saw blood at his fingernails. I kissed his fingernail softly, and leaned forward, kissing his forehead. I looked down, straight at his fearful eyes that held so much rage towards himself, "I feel the safest with you."

"No. I-I can't stay here. I almost k-killed you. What if, what if I ha-" His words got struck in his throat as a strangled sob left his lips painfully, making my eyes glisten with tears. He immediately wrapped his arms around my body, pulling me towards him tightly as he tugged me. A cry so raw left his lips, a tear slipped down my eye at the painful, heart-breaking sound.

"You will never hurt me, baby." I said, stroking his hair as he held me, his tears wetting my shoulder as I tried to control mine. He hugged me tighter once he heard what he said. He hugged me so tight, it was as if he needed me to live. I feel the muscles of his chin tremble like a small child and I looked towards the window, as if the moon light could soothe me. His chest heaved violently against my body as painful sobs left him. His whole body trembled with uncontrollable tears of fury.

"I'm sorry. I-I never mea-"

"Hush, ma' little baby. I know." I said tenderly, trying hard to control the break in my voice and kissing his ear softly as I held him.

The painful sound that left his mouth, broke my heart again and again. It was more than crying, it was the kind of desolate sobbing that comes from a person drained of all hope.

"Shh. Let's sleep." I said softly as I guided him slowly, careful not to let him see my wet face as I made him lie down on the bed. Slowly, I made myself comfortable on the bed, hugging him towards his towards my chest as his tears continued to fall down.

He sobbed into my chest unceasingly, hands clutching at my loose t-shirt, which was one of his. "I can't sleep, babe. I should go." His voice sounded so broken and lonely my lips started to quiver, a tear rolling down my eye as I held him tighter, not wanting to let him go. I held him in silence, rocking him slowly as his tears soaked my chest. His howls of misery and rage worsened.

I have to make him sleep and stop his tears.

'She would always sing me to sleep because I would have nightmares...'

If that's what I have to do, then I will do it. I would do anything for him. I let out a deep breath, trying to make myself sound normal, not wanting him to know that I'm crying too.

"Hush little baby, don't say a word..." I gulped down a sob, before continuing, "Momma's gonna kill for you.. the whole damn world." I sang, stroking his hair as I felt his arms around my waist hold me tighter.

"And if they don't laugh at our jokes, Momma's gonna stab out their... goddamn throats." I said, drawing soothing patterns on his hair, as I felt his trembling body, slowly stopping its trembling.

"And if they start to run away..." I hugged him, a weak smile making its way on my lips as I heard the sound of his tears going softer. "Momma's gonna paint the streets with blood."

It was working and I couldn't be more happier. I felt his arms loosen around me. "And once the blood starts to wash off, Momma's gonna blow some more heads off."

I looked down to see him looking at me, with wonder and admiration, I let my fingers trail his cheek, wiping away the tears. "And if the world still doesn't laugh, Momma's gonna go and poison them."

"And once the poison does it's job?" He asked, giving me a weak smile, his eyes filled with a powerful feeling that made butterflies erupt in my stomach. His tears stopped slowly, his body visibly relaxing.

"Momma's gonna show you you're legacy." I replied singing, as I reached forward, kissing his forehead, feeling his body relax under my soothing touch.

"And if the world still tries to fight?" He asked, as he reached up, letting his hand lie on my cheek softly as he stroked them, his eyes looking at me with such powerful love that it made me smile wider.

"Momma's gonna burn their houses down." I sang, leaning towards his palm, and felt goosebumpe erupt all over my body as his lips grazed my forehead.

"And if you grow up with his smile, Momma's gonna be so...proud of you....." I sang, and tears glistened in his eyes as he realised what I said.

'After singing, she would tell me how proud she is of me...'

It was a moment of complete and utter silence and his lips parted open. He seemed like he wanted to tell me something important, but he seemed like he was stuck. There was magic and electricity lingering in the air.

For a moment, I felt my heart beat wildly against my chest and his lips closed, shutting his mouth and he leaned forward, resting his forehead on mine as he closed his eyes. I let out a breath I didn't realised I was holding.

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