Fated

Chapter 20

(Thomas)

He caught her in his arms, her belly poking his abdomen and he breathed into her hair.

“What’s happened to you?” He asked softly, not expecting an answer. He just wanted to get it off his chest. She breathed deep against him and her whole body sagged, it seemed as if everything she  held in her body just fell off of her. The baby kicked against her stomach, giving him a little nudge. He let out a rugged breath and held her limp body against his, her limp arms hanging on each side of his body.

“I’m here now, I’m not leaving any time soon.”

(Molly)

She woke up to whispering, this time her wolf didn’t go crazy. At that fact she was relieved. Do you know how tiring it was to constantly have someone bickering, snarling, snapping and going insane in your brain every single day? Yeah, didn’t think so.

“Shh, shh she’s waking up.” Carol said, her tone happy and light. Molly cracked open her eyes to see her two new friends smiling over her. Sarahs’ bright red hair was curled around her face, Carols’ blond hair was straight and blended perfectly with Sarahs’. It all looked like fire, friendly fire. Teehee.

“Welcome back, sleepy pup!” Carol yelled brightly, and giggled. She grabbed Mollys’ hand and sat her up, making Molly a little dizzy.

“What the-“ Molly was about to spit out multiple profanities, until she saw the clothes.

“Surprise!” Sarah giggled, and grabbed multiple of the closest bags.

“You and Tommy are going on a date tonight! Soo… We had to buy you new clothes, you can’t fit the other maternity clothes we got you. And we bought them like four days ago!” Carol said brightly and started pulling out clothes. Mollys’ lip quivered but she put the emotions down.

“Pfft, not my fault I keep getting bigger, you heifers just keep getting smaller.” Molly said and picked up a green gauged wrap shirt, that formed a tiny little bow near, what would be, her left breast.

“I’m gonna let you tell yourself that, just for the sake of it.” Carol quipped back, chortling a little. She started to notice the abundance of clothing that came out of the bags.

“Whoa, did you guys just buy the whole damn store?” she said and put her hands on the clothes, as if that would stop them from piling up more and more.

“Uh, generally.” Sarah said, as if that explained everything. After about 3 more bags they stopped and let out a huff together.

“So for the date tonight, you guys are going down to Wrightsville beach. Walk along the sand, have a nice sea side dinner. Then he’ll drive you to your parents’ house, all of your clothes will be there. He’ll pick you up tomorrow morning and you’ll have a nice day out at the carnival that just came into town.” Carol and Sarah said, alternating, until they both ended with a sigh.

“You guys have my whole weekend set out for me?” Molly asked incredulously.

“Well… Yeah. Who would we be, if we didn’t?” Sarah and Carol said simultaneously, then they all laughed.

(Thomas)

He paced in his apartment, he was so nervous for the date. They told him to wear green, because, quote on quote, it “Matched her human eyes, which symbolized that he wanted her for her human side, not her wolf”. Whatever the hell that meant. They’d given him  bracelet to give her, it had their marking words engraved on a silver band. The silver band had little emeralds that went around the words and further down on to the chain. He closed the soft black box and pocketed it in his black skinny jeans. He hoped this would work.

(Molly)

More than 2 hours later they had her dressed and ready to go. They put her in a green gauged wrapped maternity shirt and dark maternity jeans. She had to admit, though, that even though she was pregnant, she could still rock a pair of jeans. They gave her green and black ballerina slippers and a green beanie. Molly sighed and put her hands on her ever growing stomach, it was becoming a nice place to rest your hands if you were tired.

“How much longer do I have to wait exactly?” She asked impatiently, tapping a foot, sitting on the living room couch.

“Well we told him to be here-“ Sarah started but was cut off by a doorbell. Her face split into a gigantic grin and she clapped her hands,

“Now!” She whispered excitedly and her and her wolf groaned. It was a pain in the ass having hyper friends, when you weren’t so hyper. They were like squirrels on coffee. And seeing as wolves don’t like squirrels much, they move around way too fast for their liking, that was a bad thing. They helped her up and told her to go in the kitchen, her brow furrowed. Before she could ask why they pushed her in and told her to stay. She frowned but listened, afraid of what would happen if she crossed their paths. She might as well get a snack as she waited, she thought as she rummaged through the fridge for something. She fist pumped when she found a jar of pickles and a snicker bar. Whoever did this, her wolf thought as Molly shoved a pickle in her mouth and bit the snicker bar, needs to be awarded.

“Molly!” Carol hissed at her, making her stop her chewing.

“Wah?” She asked with her mouth full, not exactly lady like but she could care less. Carol stormed over to her and snatched the pickles out of her hand, but Molly moved her other hand away before she could take the snicker bar away.

“You’re about to go eat, you can’t eat snacks!” Carol hissed low, she obviously didn’t want Thomas hearing this. Molly just didn’t care anymore.

“I’m pregnant, I can do whatever the hell I want. That and you’re not my mom.” Molly quipped back loudly. Carol narrowed her eyes on Molly and Molly froze. You see there was a reason that Carols’ nick name was Carrie. She was fucking crazy. And there was a certain way you knew she was about to go crazy. It was… ‘the smile’. Carols’ face was, normally, a perfect example of the girl next door. Her cute dimples showed on her face, even if she wasn’t smiling, her shiny black eyes normally covered by blue contacts were bright and full of life, her lips full and pink, and her teeth small and perfect. But the thing was, whenever she was pissed about something her face broke out into ‘the smile’. It was one of those smiles you might see an off person wear. The one that’s full, shows teeth and seems like it’s painful.

“Molly, please don’t make me pick you up, drag you to Thomas and let him go home with you. Because I promise you that will not be entertaining for you. For me, though, it’ll be freaking hilarious. So walk out there, smile at Thomas and have fun at the beach.” She said slowly and Molly gulped and nodded. Her wolf didn’t even fight back with her. He stood there, wearing a green v-neck tee that clung to his figure, and black skinny jeans. Skinny jeans weren’t really made for any male older than 25, but Thomas, somehow, managed to make it work. He looked to her and smiled, she blushed and folded a lock of hair behind her hair. Making Carol and Sarah tut their tongue. Sighing she put the lock back and walked toward Thomas.

“Ready to have fun?” Thomas asked as he hugged her.

“Fun is what got me into this mess.” Molly joked and he chuckled, she stilled at the sound. She had never heard him laugh, or chuckle. Hell he’d never even giggle. It was musical, like hearing sleigh bells when you’re a kid and thinking, ‘whoa it’s Santa Claus!’.

“Be safe, and remember. No later than midnight!” Sarah said as she pushed them out, Molly didn’t even get a chance to ask for one more pickle before the door was slammed behind them.