All On Contract

Chapter 64 - Whitney Lanie Scott

"I don't know much about her father. Kim hasn't said much." Marshall shrugs. It goes quiet between us as I rock the baby in my arms and Marshall strokes her tiny little hand with his thumb. 

"Oh..Ehr.." I go stiff when the baby moves and let's out a little cry. "Marshall." I say as the baby starts to cry louder. "Marshall it's crying." I say.

"She's crying, not it." Marshall correct's me. "Just rock her in your arms and she'll fall back to sleep." He shrugs. 

"Yeah...I don't think that's going to work." I say as I watch the baby cry loudly. "What wrong with her?" I ask. 

"You've never looked after a baby before have you?" Marshall asks as he sniffs and reaches foward for the baby. 

"Uhr...not really now." I shrug as I pass the crying baby to Marshall. Well, I did help Karla look after Milo but Karla did most of the work.

"Ay...Shhhh....I'm here Whit...Don't cry." Marshall whispers as he places a soft kiss on Whitney's forehead. "Don't cry." He repeats again sofly as he rocks her in his arms. "That's my girl. You have to be strong for mommy while she's away, okay?" Marshall talks to Whitney once shes stopped crying. 

I place my chin on my knee and smile lightly as I watch Marshall smIle down at Whitney and talk to her softly. Whitney stares up at Marshall as he talks to her quietly and kisses her soft skin.

"What?" Marshall asks when he looks up at me and catches me watching him talk to Whitney. 

"Nothing." I shrug and bite down on my lip, trying to hide my smile.

"What's with that look." He mumbles as he looks back down at Whitney and kisses her again.

"I just find it cute the way you're talking to her that's all." I shrug. Marshall laughs softly but stops when Whitney starts to cry again. 

"Ay...I'm right here. Uncles still here." Marshall whispers to Whitney as he starts to rock her in his arms again. I lay down on the bed and watch Marshall.

"You really know how to look after babies, hu?" I say as he tires to hush Whitney again. 

"I have two daughters." He shrugs. "I'm suprised you don't know how to." He says. 

"I know how to look after babies." I tut. Marshall raises his brow at me, making me roll my eyes. "Guess I don't." I mumble.

I was 18 when I lost the my baby that I didn't even know I had inside me. I was disgusted with the baby. It was Gayle's baby and when I found out I lost the baby, I was happy. I was over the moon. 

This was just before I told my family that I was raped by Gayle at the age of 13. He had done it again at the of 18 and I realized that it wasn't my fault so I told my family and they didn't believe me. 

I left them and I didn't know I was pregnant so I would drink and do drugs. Until Karla and I got into a car crash, they told me I had lost the baby and I knew it was Gayle's baby that I had lost so I was happy that I didn't give birth to that devils baby. 

I didn't tell Karla, I just moved on. I didn't let myself cry. I ignored the miscarriage and then I became famous. I didn't let myself cry for the loss of my baby, I didn't let myself think about him or her.

I'm not good with babies. Every time I hold one, I get flash backs of the day I found out I lost the baby and the day when I was raped at 13 then at 18. So, I keep my distance which is stupid I guess but I hate thinking about my past. 

At times I don't mind. Like holding Whitney right made me happy, I totally forgot about my miscarriage since Marshall is here with me but if I was on my own with the baby then I wouldn't have stopped thinking