A New Beginning (Under Construction)

Chapter Six: Thanksgiving

Thomas's POV:

Today is November 23th. It's been a month since we found out about Marie's miscarriage. Marie moved on about it. She said she wanted to wait another year. I was perfectly okay with it. I am only okay with it because we didn't mean to have that baby in the first place but also because I am a little afraid to. I don't know what's going to happen the second time. I don't want to see Marie's heart broken again. It was truly crushing, knowing we couldn't have our family, that we would have to tell everyone, and that it could happen again.

When I tried to talk to about it with Marie, I got a little choked up about it. I miss that feeling of knowing I am going to be a dad. The feeling is so incredible, it's almost unreal to think about. Like you are just going to wake up and realize it was all a dream. But I didn't, until that day. I woke up from a nightmare. I had my child taken away and they don't even know why. I wish they did. Marie didn't do anything wrong. She wasn't pushed down a flight of stairs, eat uncooked fish, or drink. She is healthy and I don't blame her for what happened. I know it's not her fault. I don't blame anyone.

Tomorrow, Marie and I are going up to my parents with Maylynne and Tom. My whole family is going to be there. I mean even though there is like 50 people there my mom still goes crazy on the ammount of food. Then the day after we are driving up to visit Marie's mother. It will be the first time she's seen her in almost 7 years. I don't even want to think about what's going to happen. I just hope they don't talk about the past, that's all.

I was almost home from work when I got stopped by another red light. Damn things. I waited about 4 minutes before it turned green again. I sped off trying to get home quickly. I was starving and Marie was finally becoming a good cook. She said she was going to try chicken and pesto with a salad, while patting my stomach. Whatever. I have these abs. They just are a little faded... a little.

I should really start going back to the gym but I haven't really had time. I know that sounds bad because it does but I really have been busy. With work and what happened with Marie, always having to goto my parents, and I just want to make sure I spend enough time with Marie. I have yet to hang out with Zac alone.

Finally I got home and pulled up into the drive way. I hopped out my car and made my way up to the door. I went inside and could smell the chicken and pesto. It smelled amazing, making my mouth water, because I was so hungry. I went over to Marie and hugged her from behind and kissed her cheek.

"Thomas! You're home later than I expected. What happened?" She asked, setting our plates on the table and took a seat. I took a seat and told her how I just got caught in traffic and we ate. She seemed happier than usual. I wonder if she just talked to my mom.

Marie asked me how my day went and I told her it was fine. Then she asked about Thanksgiving and how we are going up to my moms then hers. I said nothing has changed. She told me how they get a break which is nice knowing she doesn't have to miss any school. The sooner it's over with the better. Then we can start our life together and have beautiful babies.

"Are we leaving tomorrow?" Marie asked.

"Yes." I said.

"Did your boss give you days off?" She asked again.

"Yes." I answered again.

"Okay good, I don't want you getting into trouble." She said.

"Trust me the only trouble I get in is when I don't hang out with Zac." I said, winking at her to make her laugh again. Which she did may I add.

"Why don't you guys hang out anymore? Oh! You should invite him for Thanksgiving!" She said excitedly. But I wasn't sure that was such a great idea. I gave it a thought. He probably wasn't doing anything. We've been close since we were little and my parents liked him. I just didn't know if I would interupt him. I'd feel bad if he had to say no. I know he never wants to turn me down.