The Girl in the Bar-Rewrite

Chapter 63-Epilogue

Epilogue

Two Years Later---

Callie's P.O.V:

"Arizona, baby, are you ready?" I call, as I walk down the hall to our bedroom. When I enter the room, I stop abruptly when I see her still on the edge of the bed, half naked, "Arizona, baby, what are you doing? We're due at the auditorium in like forty-five minutes,"

"So," she growled, crossing her arms, "I can't find anything to wear," I look at her, confused. Two weeks ago, we went and bought her a maternity dress for graduation and now she's saying she has nothing to wear.

"What do you mean? I thought you had that blue maternity dress we picked out for you two weeks ago?"

"It doesn't fit anymore," she hissed out, "I'm fat, Callie," She stands from her spot on the bed and turns her body for me to get a look at her figure. I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her to try and comfort her somehow.

"You're not fat, babe. You're having a baby," I say in the most soothing tone.

"I'm well aware of that, Calliope," she spits out hastily. This isn't the first time she's lashed out at me during her pregnancy. She had a meltdown two and a half years ago when she was pregnant with Noah. But if I'm being honest, that was nothing compared to what I'm receiving now. One minute she's in a happy mood, then a second later, her mood does a complete one-eighty.

"Want me to run to the maternity store to see if they have the same dress in the next size up?"

"You wouldn't mind?" her voice becoming soft.

"You know I don't," I say, giving her a smile. I pull her into another tight hug, then place a kiss on her nose.

"Why are you so good to me, Calliope?"

"Because I love you," I say, leaning over to give her a kiss on her pretty pink lips, "Noah is out in the living room with my dad, watching cartoons, so you don't have to worry about him right now. I'll be back as soon as I can," One last peck, then I leave the room.

Not even twenty minutes later, I've returned with the same blue dress that we had originally picked out two weeks ago and lucky for me, they had it in the next size up in the maternity section.

It only took Arizona all but ten minutes to get herself around, leaving us still enough time to make it to the auditorium in time. Once she was done, we headed out to the living room to join my dad and Noah.

"OOOO, Mommy, pwetty," Noah pipes up when he notices his mother.

"Mommy is very pretty, huh NoNo?" the two-and-a-half-year-old jumps down off the couch and stands in front of me. He raises his arm for me to pick him up, which I happily do.

"Ready to go bye-bye?" I ask my little man.

"We doe bye-bye?" he quirks his head in question.

"Yup, we're going bye-bye," I say, bouncing him up and down on my hip, earning me a soft giggle. Then turn to my wife, "I already have the diaper bag all packed and your cap and gown are already in the car. So, I believe we are ready,"

"We can't forget the camera, Calliope," my dad spoke up.

"Nope, can't forget that either," I say with a chuckle.

"Did we miss it?" I turn and see my brother-in-law sliding in next to me with Logan, followed by Teddy with Lucas, "I'm sorry we're late, the boys decided to play hide and seek with their shoes.

"Nope, you're just in time," I assure him, lifting Noah into my lap.

"Untle Tim," Noah squealed. Tim had flown in two days ago so that way he could be here for his sister's graduation, which she was clueless about. She kept bugging me and trying to talk me into telling her what her surprise was, but not once did I budge.