thirteen :: mgc

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We got home a few hours ago, but crashed on the couch as soon as we got home. I guess all of this pregnancy stuff was tiring for her, which I understood.

She was in the bath at the moment, she said that she needed to relieve stress so she decided to take a long, hot, bubble bath. I would of gotten in with her, but I think she wanted alone time.

I didn't know what to do, because there was nothing to do, so I just stayed on my phone, and waited for her to get out.

I was bored out of my mind, and I actually believed, for a moment, that she was going to stay there for the rest of the night. But, that thought diminished when I heard the bathroom door open, and a quiet voice call out for me.

I stood up from the couch, and walked to the bathroom to see what she wanted me for.

I was met by a soaking wet Teagan.

"You wanted me?" I asked.

She nodded, and beckoned me to come in to the bathroom. I did what she was silently telling me and walked into the bathroom. Once we were both inside the room, I shut the door behind myself.

She still hadn't spoken, instead she just climbed back into the tub. At first, I was confused as to what she wanted me to do, but then it came to me.

I stripped out of my clothes, and climbed into the tub with her. I sat down at once end of the tub and she sat on top of my legs, with her back pressed to my chest. She intertwined our legs. I wrapped my arms around her waist, and pulled her impossibly close.

I didn't speak, because I had a feeling that this had to do with earlier when she was feeling a little down. I stayed silent, and gave her time.

She let her head fall back, and laid it on my shoulder. I leaned my head on hers.

"Baby?" I asked after a very, very long silence.

She hummed in response.

"Are you okay?"

She sighed, "yeah."

"Don't lie to me," I warned.

"I'm fine, Mikey," She pretty much insisted.

I reluctantly let it slide by. I didn't want to bombard her with the same question over and over again.
• • •
The rest of the night was quiet. She didn't really want to talk, and I didn't really feel like pushing it tonight.

I laid down in bed and waited for her to get out of the shower. I close my eyes and before I knew it, I was sleeping.
• • •
The bed dipped beside me, making me peel my eyes open just to see if it was her.

She didn't notice that my eyes were cracked open a little bit as she curled up and cuddled into my chest.

It was soothing to feel her stomach rise and fall against my own. I relaxed and wrapped my arms around her.
• • •
I woke up half-way through the night. It was oddly hot. I opened my eyes slowly and felt around the bed. My hand hit Teagan, she was hot and sweaty. She was whining in her sleep, which worried me.

"M-m-mi," she mumbled in her sleep.

I reached over and switched on the bedside lamp so that I could see what was going on.

She was basically crying in her sleep, and sweating, and had a fever.

And mumbling my name.

I shook her a little bit but that only made her talk louder.

"Mi-mikey," She grabbed onto my arm that I was shaking her with.

She opened her eyes and scooted closer to me. She wrapped her arms around my waist and sobbed quietly into my shirt.

"T, what's wrong?" I asked.

She sniffed, "You're here."

"Of course I am," I stated.

"I had a-a dream th-that I found o-out I was pregnant, and you left me because you were mad and it was all horrible."

I looked her in the eyes, "Baby, I'm not gonna leave. I'm right here, and you're not pregnant."

She nodded and wiped away some of her own tears. I grabbed a part of my shirt and offered it to her. She took it and wiped off her eyes.
• • •
When I woke up, yet again, the sun was actually shining outside and Teagan wasn't crying.

This must be a dream.

I walked to the kitchen and started breakfast.

"Wait.." I mumbled to myself.

I walked back to the bedroom, Teagan wasn't there. She wasn't there when I woke up. I went to the bathroom and pushed the door open slowly, no Teagan there.

My heart started beating faster.

I ran to the backdoor and look through the back yard. He wasn't there either.

By this point I could hear my heart in my ears and I was panicking.

I went back to the kitchen, "Teagan?"

There was no answer.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck."

I looked around the kitchen for any sign that she had been here, and came across a note on the counter.

'I don't know when i'll be back. -T'