Summary: Daniel has found a bit more meaning in his life as a single dad, he took good care of his daughter and farm. But sometimes at night where things get lonely he goes out to lock his room and look for his secret coping mechanism that is hidden away in a giant box.
Ps: Not part of the series im doing this is independent
Tw: Rape/Non-implied, Necrophilia, taxidermy, death this is based on one of Wayneโs responses if the MC had died made into a story. Dead Dove Do Not Eat.
Today it was a sunny and cool day at the farm. Daniel had woken up early, he attended the farm animals and then came back home to make a plate of breakfast and place it on table, breakfast that he didnโt eat. He actually grabbed some eggs and went out on his way on his pickup truck and hurried out to the near by town. He hoped that when he came back the breakfast plate was still there on the table, untouched, even when he doubt so. Before he had left he made sure all the locks were still on, so when he had head out, nobody could go in nor out of the house.
A small pair of legs had set foot on the wooden floor, making small creaking noises. Those same pair of small legs ran around the house, running towards the smell of fresh eggs and bacon, the smell had drawn the attention of an empty stomach of a child. The motor engineer had woken her up, and the absences of her father let her know that he was out to town, but she knows he will be back, like he always does. As she finished her food she feels the sun shine through the kitchenโs window making her look outside at the laundry wires that had sheets and clothes drying outside in the backyard. Before she went out she made her bed, threw her plate in the sink, and with all the strength she could muster she unlocked the kitchenโs backdoor and went put to play out on the backyard.
After an hour later, Daniel opened the door coming inside the house, head into the girlโs room, he noticed the bed was somewhat made, something he kept in mind to do later on, but no signs of her. He looks around the living room and the kitchen where his panic began to set in at the absences of his child. His mind raising on questions if someone and broke in or if she had run out, until he noticed something subtle outside. A pair of small feet standing on a small metal bucket. There was a faint shadow made by the sun behind a dried out sheet, thatโs when he sighed in relief. He went out through the kitchenโs backdoor, and walked out to the laundry wires.
He called out her name and in responds a childish giggle answers him, Daniel finds the situation childish and a bit amusing. Despite being so tall to be able to see through the other side of the wire, he pretends not to. He opens his arms and wraps them around the dried sheets, gently covering her with it, almost in a hug, the little girl screams in excitement at the gesture.
โI got youโ Daniel said and then lets go and moves the sheets to a side being able to take a look at his daughter.
โDaddy!โ The little girl yells and jumps to his arms, hugging him.
โI missed you!โ She yelled excitedly looking up at him, Daniel smiles and hugs her back.
The sun gave him the best view of those features he had loved so much about you on her, it reflected your touches on her when you made her in your womb. It was like she was made with love and care, even if you had hated it.
โI missed you too. Sorry I missed breakfast, did you eat well?โ Daniel asks her.
โGet ready, we are going to visit mommyโ Daniel said, putting the child down.
โYay!โ The child yelled and jumped out excitedly as she runs back into the farm house to put on her shoes, Daniel follows behind her.
Years ago when she was still an infant, Daniel went out to the supermarket, always heading to the babies section first. Looking for diapers and formula, but he couldnโt help to not ignore the couples that would come by around, they would walk past him or stay and he would listen to their conversations and see how happy of a family they all looked. He couldnโt help, but to be jealous of what they had. Why couldnโt he have that? Why did he had to be sick? Why couldnโt you just love him back just as much as he loved you? Why did you have to run away? Why couldnโt he be normal enough for you to have love him back? Why did you have to leave him like that? Why did you have to die? Why did you had to take a piece of him with you when you left? Why did it feel like you left him a burden and a reminder of his sin the day your daughter was born instead of happiness? Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why.
A months before the delivery, you had told him your discomfort because of how recently you began to have contractions. After you had express your growing discomfort, Daniel immediately knew what to do and make sure to always stay by closer not wanting to miss out when your water had broke as you were approaching the day of your labor. The day of delivery Daniel had finally saw your water break as it stain the bedroom. Thankfully, he had dog pads already out there for you to freely bleed and help you when you had gave birth.
Daniel imagine possible scenarios of the future you both had ahead of you as he had hold your legs apart and guide you with your breath in and out, doing his best to help you while you push out the baby. He praises you as he notices the head of the newborn appear after eight hour of trying to push it out, making you scream and cry in pain. 5 hours later you were able to get half of the body out until you after 3 hours you pushed the placenta out.
Daniel never got to know the gender, neither did you since he never took you to the hospital. Regardless he was so happy to see that it was a girl. Despite his exhaustion he was as happy as he has ever been, seeing his daughter being born, and finally being able to be a father. He couldnโt lie that he didnโt cry too when he saw her.
โWife, itโs a girlโ Daniel said celebrating with a smile showing you how proud he was of you, thatโs when he had come to realized that the baby wasnโt crying, neither moving.
He turned it out to look at it. He place his head near the heart, but heard no pulse. He looked at the baby, not sad, but disappointed. But it was fine, even if she was dead, she was still your child, our child, and even if she canโt talk, move, or breathe she had still be remembered, loved, and care for, and her siblings will remember her too.
Since Daniel never got you a check up, he never had considered what could have gone wrong, maybe she was dead on the womb, despite you both had felt her kicking many times even before the delivery and her head was out with no signs of distress, but Daniel was no doctor so he wouldnโt know what went wrong with the baby. He looked at it as she didnโt move or made a sound, secretly hoping she had do so, but the time never came.
โItโs okey.. itโs okeyโฆ. We can always make moreโ Daniel said, comforting himself more than you, placing the baby down, on a small bed he had brought for her. He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard your loud breathing.
He looked at you, and noticed how unwell you looked. He put his hand on your forehead, your temperature was rising under his palm, you were having a fever. He then looked into your eyes and noticed a strange look in you, as if you were about to pass out. He gently tapped your cheek multiple times trying to ground you.
โWife, whatโs wrong?โ He asked, but no answer.
He wasted no time carrying you and the baby to his pickup truck until he heard it, a low cry that caught his attention. A cry that made itself louder and louder. His eyes widens when he sees it with his own eyes. The baby was alive. He couldnโt believe it, it was like a miracle. He even touched it little hand and felt its touch as real as it can be, maybe there was still hope, he just needed to hurry up. He noticed what he thought was a fainted smile on your face as you heard the cries of the baby. He turns on the car and as fast as he can he drives out to the nearest hospital.
โDanielโฆโ you called his name, visibly shaken and in pain, looking at the baby place in your lap as she cries. You let put a sight, before closing your eyes for the last time.
On the road, Daniel cries as he had come to realized that you had died a while ago on the road. He pulls over to the side to mourn you, hoping that you had still be alive even when it was obviously hopeless. He knew it was his fault, he didnโt act fast enough, he didnโt took care of you enough! He was stupid! And let you dieโฆ
Daniel has to come to realize that when he made you have his child, he had let you go. He let you go in the worst way possible, he didnโt care if you didnโt had the baby, as long as he had you with him, even if you couldnโt bear his children, just being with him was enough, adopting would have never been a problem. If he was able to go back in time to prevent himself from doing this he would, sadly there is no second chances to fix this. He does feel guilty thinking and knowing that he had choose you over his daughter at any day and any time, knowing how alive and well she was, and how much she adore him like he was her world. It must be a karma for what had happened.
โDaddy! Help me jump!โ She said raising her hands up, for him to grab and help her jump the heart-shape tiles he had put on the ground as decoration path.
โUp!โ Daniel said, as he grabbed her arms and helps her jump high to the next heart-shape tile. She giggles and wiggles her legs and stop when she landed on the next tile, this continuous until they reach the last heart-shape tiles that lead to a grave.
โHi mommy!โ She greeted your grave as she sat down at a near by bench and waited for her dad to call her up.
Daniel went up to the grave and kneel down and began to clean the grave with a brush and water he had hid under the bench. He noticed he will take a bit to clean up, since the last offerings he had brought, he knew it would her bored the child a little so he came up with the idea to entertain her.
โWhy donโt you look for pretty flowers to place on mommyโs grave?โ Daniel suggested, turning to look at her.
She stood up excitedly and runs off to nearby garden, full of varieties of pretty flowers to pick up flowers from. The garden always triggers a strange dream that feels like a memory in her mind. One where she felt like she had seen your face, but never your full body. Your arms werenโt there and when she thought about if you ever had legs her mind blurred. In that dream she remembers hugging you, playing with your lips and nose, sometimes even tapping your cheeks with both hands. She also remembers Daddy sitting there with playing with both of you too, as far as she knows long ago he has showed a picture of you, and wanders if this means she misses you even when you both had never met.
โDonโt go too farโ Daniel yelled out too late for her to hear, as she had ran off pick up flowers. Daniel stayed quiet cleaning your grave taking the old flowers, offerings, insects, and dirt out. He looked at your grave for a moment thinking about the day that you had left him and how much he had never stop thinking about you.
When she came back, she brought the prettiest flowers she had imagined you had like. Her dad usually said that you were so beautiful that not even flowers could compare, so she hoped the flowers beauty came close to you, even if you didnโt look alike.
โHere you go, Daddy! And I didnโt cut myself!โ She showed him all the flowers she had collected.
โWow, good job. You brought really pretty flowersโ He praised her, grabbing a pair from her hand, examining them.
โLetโs decorate mommyโs graveโ Daniel gesture with his hand to bring her closer and they both make arrangements to their liking with the flowers. As they both make arrangements, her curiosity peak, as she had threw some petals around the floor and a question form in her mind.
โHow did mommy looked like?โ She looks at him, itโs such a childish question because to him she was a reflection of you.
โShe looks almost just like you, you have her face, her eyes, a bit of her skin, and her hairโ Daniel pointed, he once again reminded her the resemblance she had on you despite she had asked this before,
he remained as patient as always when she had asked again.
โHow does something like that happen?โ She asked him.
โYou will understand when you grow up, but I do believe that when two people love each other they make something precious by using their best and most lovable features. Thatโs why you look more like your motherโ Daniel explained his belief on the way why she looks like that.
โBut papa, you are not ugly, special even! Why donโt I look like you?โ She asked confused, Daniel chuckled at the silly question.
โYou do look like me, you are pretty tall just like me. You have my nose, you have the mole on your face exactly where mine is, and my teethโ Daniel pointed, he smiled to show his teeth, and she did the same to show off her teeth too.
โOhโ she said looking down at her legs wondering if she really was that tall. She doesnโt see many kids her age that often, so she never got to know if she was really that tall, but seeing her dad was big and tall too, would probably make sense, right?
โCโmon, letโs pray and then we can get dinner afterwardsโ Daniel, making hand gestures for her to kneel next to him, so they can both pray.
At night Daniel makes sure she is tug in bed after a conversation they both had about you again, he turns the lights off and closes the door, checks around for the other locks and later on goes to his own room. He locks the door and making it wouldnโt open even with the lock on. After it was locked he opened his closet and moved the piles of clothes he covered a giant plastic box that was hidden, he smiled pulling it out and opening it knowing what it was inside waiting for him.
โMy sweetโฆโ Daniel said as he pull your body out, of a heavy duty storage box that he kept hidden inside of his closet.
โI missed youโ Daniel as he hugged and kissed you on the lips.
Thatโs strange, because if you were alive and reading or seeing into the situation you had asked yourself. Arenโt I dead? If im here, then whatโs on the grave he visited this morning? Many years ago after what he had done to you, he kept his word on keeping those pieces of you that he had cut off, sadly he couldnโt take care of them and began to rot away. Which it was buried on the grave, despite it was almost a year before your daughter was born he found it convenient that he didnโt feed those parts of you to the pigs and rather decided to burry them and turned into a grave after your death.
But what he had hidden in that box was you, he manage to clean and preserve your body as best as he could. He learn a lot about taxidermy and he made sure to learn as fast as he could so he could have better results to have you in better shape.
He liked talking to you, he liked caressing and cuddling you, specially when the nights became chilly and that side of the bed was cold and empty. He had what was left of you, stuffed and always ready for his needs. Your skin was well taken care of, it was smooth and soft like your touch used to be. Your hair was also taken care off, he would brush it and talk to you about his day, as he made sure to keep you updated on the things your child was up to. Today he told you how she wondered how you look like again, and he told you what he thought about the question, what he said, and how he loved that she looked like you. He commented on how fast she was growing and how nervous he was that she was going to start school soon.
He also made sure your make up was flawless, mortuary make up made you look like you were sleeping rather than.. you know. He took his time to learn the color theory on your skin and what blush and contour suit your face shape the best. He made sure to make you look as beautiful as possible. In rare occasionally he would carefully dress you, but rather found more comfort on your naked body than any piece of lingerie or clothing he had ever bought.
โYou know, our daughter says she still remembers you from the โdreamโ she had years ago.. im glad she still has a vivid memories spending time with you besides of the photos, it bring our family closerโ He spoke to you as he had place you on a chair in front of a mirror where he gently brushed your hair.
โI hope you are not mad that I separated you from her, please understand that I did it because I fear she might say something about her dear mommyโs appearance. But im doing better now, you see? I picked myself up now and im taking well care of the farm and her, just like you want it. I knew you had forgive me..โ Daniel spoke moving your amputated arm to touch his clean shave face, proof of how he was doing better.
โTonight, I want youโฆโ He whispered in your ear and he smile and looked at you in the mirror. He kissed your cheek.
He carefully carried you to the bed, kissing your cheek with more desperation. He put his baseball cap on the bedroomโs night stand and began to take his shirt and shoes off.
โThis may be a bit different for both of us, but it doesnโt change that you are still dependent on meโ He said as he unbuckled his pants.
โIโll take care of you, just like I did when you were alive. It makes me happy that even in this kind of circumstances we still are a family and I canโt wait for us to reunite in another lifeโ He breathes out as he took his member out and took a few strokes to it, he then proceeds to rub against your entrance.
โI canโt wait for us to be together in our next life, my sweet. Things will be different, I promise. You will love me, and I will love you and youโll understand why I have done thisโ He caresses your cheek as he makes his way to your entrance. He let out a low groan as he feels the coldness and stiffness of your insides.
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