Scars Left Untold

In and Out

Daniel pulls through the drive through and orders for us. Now we're headed home, for Jack he was there earlier this morning, this is my first time home in two months. Daniel pulls the truck into the backyard and parks it.

"Is there anything else that I can do for you guys?" Daniel asks after giving me the keys and Jack the food.

"No, thank you Daniel." I tell him.

"Of course." He says. He locks the gate to the back yard and leaves through the house. All the boys have keys to our house.

Once we hear Daniels' car pull out of the driveway, Jack speaks.

"So, Lavender is with Gabby for the weekend. She agreed to take her so you could get settled in." Jack tells me. I smile as I can't say much because I had food in my mouth.

"I hate to bring the mood down, but we still have some things to take care of involving the babies." Jack reminds me. I swallow my food as he pulls out a folder. "I've organized everything to make it as easy as possible." He tells me, handing it to me with a pen.

I put my food down and opened it. As of right now the name of our children were baby a and baby c on their certificates. "Well, what do we think are good names?" I ask.

"I've always liked the name Sofia." Jack says. I write down Sofia for baby a, the still born, and I write down Ethan for baby c, the one who died from the accident.

"Sofia and Ethan." I give Jack a small faint smile. I sign my name and I hand it to him to sign as well. Ethan was a name we had agreed on a while back if we were to have a boy.

I put those papers back into the folder and pull out some papers that are paper clipped together. "What's this?" I ask.

"It's different types of urns and the names to put on it.The last paper is an option to take a small amount of each of their ashes and turn it into diamonds and then a necklace." He explains pointing at it.

We agree on the urnes and decide to both get necklaces. We sign everything and it's taken care of.

*an hour later*

"We should probably go inside." I tell Jack.

"Yeah, probably." He says. He opens the truck bed and grabs the step ladder. He helps me get down and into the house.

The furniture has rearranged a bit. Where we once had a table and chairs, in now a make-shift bedroom. There's a  bed and a table. The table and chairs were stacked up by the front door. We still had our kitchen island with 4 seats, but it was weird to see a bed in the place where we would normally eat.

The living room part of the house was the same and I had no idea about upstairs. Jack helped me over to the bed. "This is new." I state surprised.

"Oh yeah, sorry. But remember how we moved your old mattress and bed frame to storage along with a lot of other things of yours that we couldn't fit in the house? Well, it finally came in use!" He says helping me sit down. I smile at him. He's done so much for me.

I yawn after such a big day. "Well, it's 8:30 right now." He says looking at the clock on the stove. "So, I have one more decision for you to make and then you're done for a while, I promise." He tells me sitting down next to me.

"Okay." I say.

"So, normally we'd sleep in the same bed. But since the accident we haven't. It's completely up to you and I understand if you don't want to, but would you like me to sleep down here with you or I can sleep in our room upstairs if you're not ready." He says.

I smile at him and take a moment to think about it. "Maybe tomorrow night you can sleep down here. I haven't slept in my own bed in a while and-" i say trying to explain but he cuts me off.

"Hey, hey, don't worry about hurting my feelings. I understand, you're still recovering. Just know that if you get lonely, I'm a phone call away." He tells me as he kisses my forehead.

"Thank you." I tell him. "I don't know what I did to deserve you."