DEMI'S POV
It's been a few weeks since our engagement and Y/N and I have been living it up. Between family dinners and planning engagement parties and Gracens basketball games we've been so busy. We planned to have Gracie Bell stay with my parents tomorrow night after her game so we can discuss wedding things and then maybe sneak in a little bit more in depth conversations about pregnancy. But as of right now I'm home, cooking dinner while my girls are out getting ice cream for us. I can't help but think that they've got something up their sleeves though. Because my girls should've been back by now.
10 minutes later I hear the door open and the sweetest voice I've ever heard. Along with a grunt from my beautiful fiancé.
"Momma we're home! And we brought presents!" I hear Gracie Bell yell loudly as she runs through the living room to the kitchen. I see her with the big smile I love and a sparkle in her eyes.
"Oh yeah babe? What's the presents?" I ask curiously. I can't think of any reason that they would need to bring home presents. But then again knowing them it's something silly. Gracen grabs my hand and pulls me to the living room where I see Y/N leaning against a big box and winking at me.
"Open it Momma! Open it!" Y/N just shrugs and looks at me. "We seen it and couldn't pass it up. Gracen said Momma had to have it. And honestly I kind of agree."
Before I even open it I kiss each of my girls. "Thank you guys, you didn't have to but I already know I'm gonna love it." I see Y/N roll her eyes and Gracie Bell groans. "Momma you haven't even opened it yet"
As I'm pulling a box out of a box I can't help but smile. The guitar I've been eyeing every time we're at the mall is in the box. I let out a squeal. "I LOVE IT! Gracen! Come on let's go play!" Turning around before we get too far I'm reminded that dinner is in the kitchen. "Wait, baby the dinner.." before I can finish my sentence Y/N stops me.
"Go, she's been talking about it the whole way home. I'll set the table and get this ice cream in the freezer. 15 minutes! Then it's dinner time." She kisses my lips and smacks my ass as I run back to meet my daughter in the music room.
Y/N'S POV
Hearing the laughs and the music from downstairs just makes me smile. While sitting the table I let my mind wander to what it would be like to set the table for four instead of three. Or what it would be like to see Demi teaching Gracen to play some random instrument with a baby on her hip.
"Mommy did you hear Momma? She said she's already writing a new song on the guitar we got her. She loves it! Just like I told you she would." I hear my daughter before I see her. Looking up I see my future wife holding our daughters hand and my face instantly lights up.
"Thanks for that babe, I really do love it!" Demi says kissing my lips. "And thank you for setting the table. Come on Gracie Bell, let's wash our hands and eat!"
After dinner Demi and I are sitting in the backyard watching Gracen shoot basketball on the hoop Demi had put in for her. Reaching for her hand I give her a gentle squeeze. When her eyes meet mine I smile.
"Just a heads up, I printed out some donor files for us to go over later. If you're still interested." I can't stop the laugh that bubbles up when I see her reaction.
"Oh I'm interested because I have some for you too" we both laugh knowing we're both just as excited for what's to come.
DEMI'S POV
Y/N knows I have a past. Fuck, everyone knows I have a past. But I never thought that I would hear my daughter ask the questions she's asking as we're putting her to bed tonight. It's times like these I wish things were different. I wish I never would've made those choices. The choices I've made peace with, but that I never realized my fiancée and child would have to deal with. Looking up at my fiancé I can tell she wants to avoid the whole conversation. So I just gently shake my head. Looking into Gracens eyes I see the worry.
"Momma you died. They said that. Why would they say that. They said you done drugs. But you don't do that. I don't want you to die Momma." Tears begin to spill out of all three of our eyes. I just swipe the tears from her face and begin the speech I wished I didn't have to have.
"Baby no, no I don't do drugs." I take a deep breath before I continue. "But, I used to Gracen. I used to do a lot of things. Because I wasn't happy. You know how your Mom and I try to make you talk through your problems and your emotions?" I pause waiting for her to answer.
She nods before saying "Yeah because communication is healthy." I can't help but smile at that. Giving this little girl and any other children we have the tools that I never accepted in my life is the only goal I focus on.
"Right babe, well I never realized how important that was. So I just trying to find other ways to communicate my problems and emotions because I felt like I couldn't talk. But that wasn't healthy. So I don't do that anymore. Gracen, there's not a person, place, or thing that's more important to me than you and your mom. There's nothing I'd ever choose over you two." I didn't even notice I was crying until Y/N wiped tears from my eyes. We all sat there for a minute before Gracie Bell started again.
"But.. you died? You couldn't die because then you wouldn't be here." She sniffles.
"I was really really sick babe. But I'm better now. I've worked through everything and I know what I had to work through. I was in the hospital for a long time but that was a long time ago. But Gracen I want you to know that you if ever feel like you need to say something to me and your Mom don't hesitate. There's nothing you can say that will make us mad at you or love you any less. You know this right?" I hear Y/N move closer before she gently brushes my hair and Gracens hair.
"You know both of us love you more than life. And no matter what you do we want you to know that the decisions you make are yours. But you also need to know that we're both here to guide you. So if you need us you tell us. But I promise you Gracie Bell, Mommas not going anywhere." She's right, I'm never going anywhere. I'm never leaving these two. No matter what I'm faced with. This is my forever. This is what I've been dreaming of.
"Babe you'll never have to worry about me going anywhere I'll always come back remember?" The smile that comes to my daughters lips makes the weight on my chest disappear.
"Yeah momma I know. I'm sorry I just got scared. But I'm okay now. Thank you moms." Our daughter reaches her arms out and we both lean into her and whisper our good nights and I love yous.
Walking back into our bedroom Y/N wraps her arms around me and strokes my back whispering a chorus of I'm sorrys. I couldn't help but chuckle. The look on her face is even more funny.
"You know, I'll tell you a million times this is what I've always wished for and I never regret anything because it brought me here. But fuck if I could take back all the shitty decisions I've made over the years I would. In a fucking heartbeat. I never thought I'd have to explain those choices to our child. Yet here you are apologizing for it when I should be the one apologizing. And I am baby, I'm so fucking sorry. I'm sorry we had to have that conversation. I'm sorry the choices I made when I didn't know you affected both of you. God I wish I could take it back." Before I could continue I felt her hands on face.
"We love you, we forgive you, and we want you. No matter your choices, no matter what. We want you, we love you, and you never have to apologize for that." My beautiful heart walks me to bed and wraps me in her arms and kisses me. But she doesn't stop talking. "We have so much more to do with this life. I know we were supposed to talk about it. But let's just lay here. Let's just enjoy the life we have. How's that sounds." She asks as her fingers tangle in my hair.
It sounds fantastic. It sounds perfect. It sounds like I've finally found my home, my dreams. And I'll wake up in the morning and we will talk about the donors and the doctors and everything. But tonight I'm gonna revel in the feeling of safety and love because that's what this is.
Just a little filler chapter. Hope you all enjoy!!!
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A Wish Your Heart Makes
FanficDemi notices Y/N and Gracen on social media. What happens when new people get introduced? Does love make life change? Is a dream really a wish your heart makes?