Abbigail's POV
I was napping on the couch when I woke to a kiss on my forehead. Shawn was knelt on the floor in front of me with her hand caressing my stomach. I give her a tired smile and she gives me a kiss. I notice Jordan behind her with Aubrey and her mother Alexis, both of them looked scared and covered in bruises.
"We were on our way to the cemetery when Aubrey called Jordan. Greg was using his belt to whip them and he was severely drunk," Shawn says quietly and I could see a hint of anger in her eyes. "I offered them the guest room with the double beds for a while."
She helps me sit up and I walk up to Alexis and Aubrey. One look in Alexis' eyes and tears fill my eyes. "How far are you," I ask in a choked whisper.
"You're pregnant," Shawn asks in a protective tone and I knew she was definitely angry now.
Alexis nods vigorously and breaks into uncontrolled sobs. Surprise falls on Aubrey's face and I'm guessing she didn't know. "I
Abbigail's POVTammy called me after Alexis passed out after her ultrasound. She said that Shawn went into a trance and wasn't responding to her voice. Melanie was there when Tammy told me what happened on speaker and her eyes fill with tears. All she had to say was "Iraq" and I knew Shawn was having a PTSD attack.I ask our sisters for a ride to the hospital and Melanie stayed with the others. When we got to the hospital a nurse brought me to the room where Shawn, Alexis and Tammy were. Alexis was still asleep in the examination chair and Shawn was sitting up against a wall with Tammy still trying to break her out of trance.I kneel the best I could in front of Shawn and caress her face in my hands. I meet her eyes and saw that she was ready to lose it. Something happened in Iraq that set her off when Alexis collapsed in Shawn's arms."Talk to me Shawn," I say in a soothing whisper and she meets my eyes, relieved I was there. "What happ
Abbigail's POVShawn and Melanie have been gone over an hour and Joyce was looking for Shawn to do her grandmother's birthday cake. I explain to Joyce what was going on and offer to go check on them and let Shawn know Joyce was looking for her. When I reach our room, it was quiet inside.I quietly open the door and found them passed out in bed. I quietly close the door and head back down to the kitchen. Joyce looks up as I enter and tears fill her eyes when she didn't see Shawn with me."They're asleep," I say softly and she nods lightly.The tears in her eyes roll down her cheeks and says in a choked whisper, "I didn't know about my mother's condition until Shawn and Annie were born. I was ready to put Shawn up for adoption when my mother told me about it. It's also when she told me the truth about my other mother. She said that if I went through with the adoption she'd never speak to me again."I take her in my arms as she breaks into
Hello fellow readers! I just wanted to announce that I have a second book coming out soon :). For those of you who have enjoyed Fated Love you're going to enjoy Soulmates. I would love to hear any feedback as long as it's not rude. I know I have typos and plan to fix them later. Soulmates so far has four chapters. I will be writing both books at the same time. I will do chapter for chapter, meaning I'll write a chapter for Fated Love and then one for Soulmates and so on and so on. Stay safe this summer. Happy reading!
Shawn's POV Melanie and I installed cameras around the house. The police department has direct access to the feed, should there ever be an intruder while we're working, a car will be dispatched immediately. I'm not taking any risks of Greg showing up and harming anyone while I'm not there to protect them. It's been a few weeks and thankfully he hasn't tried anything. I came down for breakfast before work and Melanie wasn't in the kitchen. I look at Beth and she shrugs. She was swaying with Michael in her arms while warming a bottle to feed him. I look at Abbigail, she was eating her breakfast and shakes her head. I head back upstairs and find her sitting on the floor of her and Beth's bathroom. She had tears in her eyes, looking up at the sink. I spot a pregnancy test and take a look. It was positive and I sit next to her on the floor. She comes in my arms and lets out uncontrolled sobs. I rub her back in comfort and she lets out a calming
AbbigailI woke to Beth and Joyce's perfume. Melanie was still asleep, snuggled up at my back. Joyce kisses my forehead and gives my stomach a rub. I let out a relieved breath as their kicking calms down. "Sweetheart," Joyce asks with concern. "They've been kicking hard since we watched her shootout with Greg. I didn't get much sleep," I choke in a tired whisper. "Come here," Shawn says in a soothing whisper. Joyce helps me out of the hospital bed and Beth takes my place. I climb in on Shawn's left side and carefully lay on her chest. The moment her hand touches my stomach, the twins stop kicking and I let out a relaxed sigh. "Get some sleep," Shawn says in a soothing whisper as she rubs my stomach the best she could. "Don't overdo yourself," I choke in a sleepy whisper and hold her hand in place. "This is all I need." I wake to someone gently shaking my shoulder and look behind me at Jordan. She looked like she'd been crying all night. I look up and notice Shawn is sleeping. Jor
ShawnFor me, being a cop is easy. Living my life is what's hard. I was bullied my entire life because I was different from the others. It was bad enough that after high school my parents moved us so I could start over. I ended up joining the military, serving for a couple of years before getting discharged for nearly dying on duty. I went on a dangerous mission and it left me hospitalized for nearly an entire year. There were only two other survivors, but we didn't stay in contact. I went into the local police force and have been a cop for four years. You're probably wondering why I was getting bullied, but I'm not going to tell you, at least not for now. It's just not easy for me to talk about. I'm just happy the place I live now, people are more accepting for what I am.My family have noticed that I've been at my happiest that I've ever been and are happy for me. I know they are waiting for the day I bring someone home, but I just haven't found her yet. To be clear I'm a woman. An
ShawnShe wanted to see her parents and her sister so I took her over for lunch. Her parents wanted to meet me anyway. To thank me for saving her last night. She put my shirt on over the clothes my sister gave her, keeping true to her word that she was keeping my shirt.I had to admit, she looked hot in it. She rolled the sleeves half up her arm and left the top few buttons undone, revealing her clothes underneath. Her blonde hair cascaded down her back, draped over her shoulders in tight, bouncy curls. The clothes my sister gave her fit snug against her curves giving emphasis to her breasts and her buttocks. I pulled in her parent's driveway and helped her out of my car. She held my hand as we walked to the door and rang the doorbell. Moments later it was opened by her sister, Ashlee. "Promise kept," I say with a smile.She smiled at our joined hands and says, "Come in, our parents are waiting in the living room. Lunch will be ready shortly."We're lead to a waiting couple who smile
Shawn's POV It's been a week since Abbigail and I both confessed our feelings for each other. It's also been as long since the nightmares have returned each night. I had thoughts of calling her, but didn't want to disturb her sleep. I called my sister and my parents, but none of them were able to help me calm down so I could sleep, not like Abbigail. I was sitting in my bed, rocking myself unable to calm down from my nightmare and no one is answering their phone. I really don't want to bother Abbigail, but I'm scared to sleep. I pick up my phone and it was nearly two in the morning. I end up caving, needing to feel her in my arms and call her. To my surprise she answers on the second ring. "Shawn? Are you having trouble sleeping," she asks with concern in a tired whisper. "I haven't really slept all week and no one else can calm me down like you do. I really don't want to bother you, but I need you," I choke in broken sobs. "No one else is picking up and I'm scared.""Come over," s