One Night of Drinking

Chapter 13

She lifted the box and frowned when she saw it was filled with notes, papers, and pictures. "What is this, Gabe?" she asked in confusion.

She picked up a picture of her sitting in the sand as the ocean lapped at her ankles and she looked out at it with such a peaceful look on her face. When was this taken? She set the picture down and there was a note all folded up like how they use to pass notes in high school. She opened it and gasped when she read what was written.

Did you see what Trouble is fucking wearing? God damn she is fucking hot. She is any fucking way but god damn. Those blue jeans and tight ass white shirt. Fuck. Girl next door siren going on.

The rest of the page was replies to what he wrote. The box held more notes like that and candid pictures of her alone and with the guys that she couldn't remember being taken but they ranged from back in school to recently. The papers were copies of text messages that the guys had sent to each other discussing little surprises she had given them that made their day or suggestions on how to make her happy when she was having a bad day, just little things that she never really thought of more than just being a good friend but apparently to them it meant more.

"This..." She whispered as she picked up another photo of her with the whole group at a restaurant that one of them had framed and it had Love inscribed on it.

"We really do see you as more than just friends Willow," Gabe whispered. "We've wanted to have a relationship with you for so long now. That night was the best night. Dream come true and all that. We really do love you."

"But....but..." She shook her head. "But..."

"We knew you didn't see us that way and we were okay with waiting until the right time," Gabe said softly. "We really do love you Trouble, more than just best friends."

"I need to think," she whispered and Gabe nodded.

"We will be downstairs," he said softly as he left the room.

She took a deep breath and picked up another note from high school. It was about how they noticed that she made sure she spent time with each one of them without even realizing it and how it made them feel special that she wanted to be with each of them. They couldn't wait for the time they could make her theirs forever.

There was a knock on the door and she looked up from the group picture as Silas walked in, "dinner's ready, Angelos Mou."

"I'm sorry," She burst into tears and he rushed to her side. "I'm so sorry."

"It's okay, Angelos Mou," he said as he gently pushed the things to the side and she crawled into his lap as much as she could. He chuckled and moved her sideways into his lap. "It's okay. We understand that you were scared. You hate change and everything changed for you. It's okay, we aren't mad, I promise."

"Owen is," She sobbed. "He's mad at me."

"He's not mad at you, Angelos Mou," Silas said softly as he held her close. "He's just worried. We couldn't find you and then when we finally do we find out you are having our child. You know how he is, a million things were running through his head. He was trying to plan everything out and make sure you are okay but you wouldn't come home so we could make sure you were safe. He was worried about something happening and we wouldn't know because you were being stubborn and let us care for you. The only thing he was mad about was you being stubborn and not listening to what we were trying to tell you but he also understands that you were just scared. We know we are going to have to take it slow for you to adjust and accept the changes and we are okay with that. We promise we will always be best friends first and ease into it, okay?"

"Thank you," She sniffled. Once she calmed down she wiped her face and took a shaky breath. "There's something I need to tell all of you."

"Okay," He nodded. He carried her downstairs and sat at the table. "She has something she said she needs to tell us."

"Um," She cleared her throat and started spinning her bracelets. "Um...there's something you need to know about the pregnancy."

"Is everything okay?" Sean asked instantly starting to worry.

"I don't know," She sighed, "I mean yes everything is okay, but I just don't know."

"Just say it, Darling," Owen said as he straightened his tie. "Whatever it is, just say it."

"I'm having twins."