I'm Yours (Sequel to "You're mine")

Chapter 29: One day

Leah's POV

When we lost the baby, things changed for us. It's odd how I didn't want this child, I didn't want to become a mother, but when I heard the bad news, I was really upset. Like I had lost something dearly. It's weird how you can get attached to someone you don't even know yet... And since it was so hard for me, I could only imagine what it must be like for T...

That day, when we got back home, T didn't really talk anymore. She was consumed with thoughts. She was quiet, she didn't really seem 'here'. It's like she seemed frozen in time. She was unresponsive, she seemingly ignored everything around her.

When we arrived home, she went straight to our bed. I let her be, I knew she needed time to process this.

In the days that followed, T found help. She talked to her therapist again. It was a meeting twice a week. I was never part of it, even though T said I could. I felt like she needed to do this on her own. Sometimes I did wonder why I didn't join her. A pregnancy and a child is something we do together, so why did I distance myself from that? I didn't know.

Either way, thanks to therapy, T was able to give this a place in her heart and her memories. And I put my gift away, it was a sad reminder of the person we had lost.

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- A few weeks later 

"Mmm mom," I swallowed the food. "This is delicious."

Mom smiled at me. "I knew you'd love it," She then looked at T. "What do you think?"

T showed her a small smile. "It's delicious indeed, thanks."

Mom smiled a bit before going back to her meal. 

After dinner, we cleared the table. We went to the living room, we sat on the couches. "So how's work, Talia?"

T shrugged. "They're teenagers," She looked at mom. "They really don't seem to care about their future just yet."

I chuckled.

T looked at me. "Ok, some do."

I nodded then.

"You haven't chosen the easiest subject to teach either," Mom said, gaining a nod from me. "Perhaps that's why most students seem to give up."

"Maybe," T shrugged again. She then looked at me. "We should get going, it's getting dark."

I nodded. "I'll go to the toilet first."

T nodded too before I left the living room.

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Talia's POV

As Leah went to the toilet, I was waiting with her mom in the living room. I didn't really intend to start a conversation with her. I wasn't really in the mood yet to talk to people. But I knew she knew that.

"How are you, Talia?"

I looked at her. "I'm fine, I already told you."

She nodded. "And how are you really?"

I looked down. I gulped, trying not to get teary-eyed.

"I don't know what it must be like to go through something like that," She paused. "You shouldn't try to pretend to be stronger than you are. You are allowed to be upset because of this."

I gulped yet again, I couldn't contain the tears anymore. I sniffled. "I am broken," I said, seeing her nod. "I don't know how this could have happened," I looked at her then. "I want to know if it's something I did."

She put her hand on mine. "I know you want to know those things but thinking like that will destroy you," She squeezed my hand gently. "It's not your fault," She said, gaining my attention. "It's no one's fault," She sighed. "It happened, it's really upsetting but it happened."

I gulped, slowly nodding. "Maybe I wasn't meant to be a mother."

"Don't say that," She leaned in closer. "You'll be a wonderful mother," She said, making me sniffle once more. "It wasn't meant to be now, but you will be a wonderful mother one day."

I looked at her. "Do you really think so?"

"Of course."

I slowly smiled at her. "Thank you."

She nodded slowly before motioning me to get closer for a hug.

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Leah's POV

I was done relatively fast and got back downstairs. But when I arrived near the living room, I heard the conversation my mom and T were having. I listened and didn't enter the living room, I figured T needed this.

When they hugged each other, and the conversation was seemingly over, I entered the living room again. They pulled back and saw me. "Hey," Mom said, patting T's shoulder in the process. "So you're ready to go home?"

I nodded before looking at T again. "Are we going home?"

She nodded and got up, taking her keys out of her purse.

I stopped her and took them from her. "I'll drive," I showed her a small smile, she nodded. I then looked at mom. "Goodnight, mom."

"Goodnight." She smiled at me and T.

I took T's hand and led us both to our car. We got in, I started the engine. While I was driving us home, I couldn't help but glance at her. She was looking down, holding her own hands.

When we stopped at a light, I looked at her. "T," I gulped. "I want you to know that what happened isn't your fault."

She looked at me, she seemed surprised for a bit that I knew this, but soon enough sadness took over. "Your mom said the same thing."

"Because it's the truth," I got a hold of her hand, pulling it to my lips to kiss it. "You're amazing and you're going to be an amazing mom one day."

She smiled a bit. "So will you."

I smiled too. "We'll get a child in the future, ok? Don't give up now."

She nodded. "Thanks, baby."