It's been a month since we went to our first ultrasound appointment meaning we have surpassed the thirteen weeks.After many discussions both Bryan and I have decided we want to share our news with our friends. The plan is to have everyone around for a home-cooked Italian meal, followed by one of our legendary movie nights.
I can't even say how excited I am to let everyone know.
I think we are both still in shock that we haven't let it slip to Quinn or Chris, seeing as they are the two closest people to us.
Things have been a little awkward between Chris and me since finding out he and Bella eloped. We fought last week about it. Nasty things had been said and even with my hormones being the way they are I ended up hurt.
If I'd been a bitch then I'd understand that it was called for but it wasn't like that. I went in calm and collected with the hope that he'd be able to open my eyes to why they decided to keep their marriage a secret. I'm also pissed that he got Bella to promise him as his wife not to tell me when we returned from our honeymoon. That's weird in its self but unlike his older brother Chris refused to answer my questions. He just told me he doesn't have to explain anything to me, that I should be congratulating them and get over these unjustified feelings. Unjustified? Clearly they're not when even his mother is furious that they kept it sealed like a dirty little secret for months.
I'm a big girl and I can handle my own confrontations but this one with Chris was so much worse. Unexpected and painful. Calling me vial names, ones that I've heard many times before in my past from my parents.
I think they hurt more now than back then...
I'd repeat them if I didn't already know they'd set off the waterworks.
'Hey' sensing my change in mood Bryan pulls me into his arms, comforting me without being asked. I never have to tell him when I need him to comfort or console me, he just knows. If he had a super power then this would be one of them.
The other painful part about our fight was it escalated and turned into a fight between brothers. I didn't tell him, I didn't have to. Bryan had heard it all from down the hall, so had Bella. Chris's raised voice traveled and echoed around the house whilst mine sounded more like a faint whisper. He could hear my voice but not my words - I wasn't and hadn't raised my voice to him.
His protective daddy Dom appeared within an instant that night and he put his brother in his place. Threatening him with what would happen if he ever raised his voice at his wife again, let alone make me cry. After experiencing my parents first hand and hearing about how they mistreated me it sent him spiralling into rage - he knew the name calling would fuck with my head and in Bryan fashion he tried to replace the names I'd been called with ones of his own.
Loving, Protective and Kind words.
It's never easy watching people you care about fight, you feel torn between each side - I know that how my husband felt. Hearing his little brother the man he promised to protect and fight for lash out at his pregnant wife whom he'd also made promises to was a day in hell. One I wish I could go back and stop from happening.
This meal will be the first time either of us has spoken to Chris since. Bella and I still call almost every night and we've been hanging out. I explained to her why I felt so hurt by the secret and she understood. She knew it was never about the fact they eloped but moreover how they kept it a secret from us for over a few months.
We are family and we don't do that, Momma Williams was just as hurt by it as I, especially when she hasn't officially met Bella.
Bryan and I are closer than ever though, we haven't even had a falling out since our late night snuggle fest and conversation about what we each needed.
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Always, Our Secret Dream 3
FanfictionALWYAS, OUR SECRET DREAM 3 SKYLAR WILLIAMS A girl from England who was searching for a place to escape, one that allowed her to live out her dreams without having to hide in the shadows. One bratty message was how her journey started, giving her...