The Past (scirstie)

Twelve

"Babe, it's just a bachelor party. Don't worry about me. I'll be home in three days." Scott reassured, packing his luggage for his trip to New Jersey.

I sighed, still hesitant about this party he was about to attend. "I, I don't know. You know how I am when it comes to this." I told him, sitting next to him and handing him clothes from his closet.

He sighed, then draped his hand on my shoulder and kissed my temple. "I know, Kirstie." He said, scooting closer and cuddling me even tighter. "But it's my future brother-in-laws' bachelor party. I can't miss that."

He sighed. "Look, I know how you feel about this. How the goal of the party is to get wasted and have strippers dance for us. I get it! You just have to trust me on this. I promise not to do anything that can damage our relationship." He promises, lifting up my baggy sweater to reveal my huge and very noticeable 20-week belly.

"Why would I knock up someone when I'm already expecting beautiful twins?" He smiled and gave my stomach a kiss.

I gave up. "Alright. But promise me," I said, taking out my pointing finger up. "You won't do anything stupid."

He chuckled, but nodded. "I'll do my best. Let's just hope Paparazzi doesn't mess with me during the party. Guess what other crap media is going to put up on the site." He grunted, squishing his shirts together so he could fit his toiletries.

I chuckled. "Hey, we live with that. Now go hurry, We have to pick up Scarlett and get her some Starbucks and something else. I promised her that if she did great on her quiz."

"You give a six-year-old Starbucks? What kind of Mom are you?" He joked, zipping up his luggage.

"An awesome one. Now get up! We have to meet the birthday planner after her school." I hurried him before closing the door and went to my makeup room to put on my, well, makeup and change into something better than a sweater and yoga pants.

~

"Snapchat as much as you can." I told my blonde boyfriend before he laughed and gave me a kiss. "Of course, Kirst."

"Scarlett, you can't fit in that luggage." I chuckled when I saw my daughter trying her best to zip up the luggage where she was squished inside.

She groaned. "But I wanna go with Daddy!" She gave me a pout before getting out of the luggage and hugged Scott.

"Aww Princess, I'll be back in a few days. I promise." He crouched down to give her a tight hug.

"It's her first time to be separated from you for that long. She's going to take it hard, especially since her birthday is in a week." I told him before they let go and Scarlett walked up to me.

Scott nodded and put on his sunglasses and his hoodie, so that not that much people would recognize him.

"I'll be back as soon as I can, and I'll see if I can get something for both of you. Now I have to get going." He smiled before giving Scarlett and I a quick kiss before he headed out the door.

~Scott~

"Scottie boy! How's it going?" Robert greeted with a slight slur. he then pulled me into a rough hug.

I chuckled. "I'm doing great, Robert." I looked around the club to see that it was all nicely decorated and really good EDM music was blasting through the speakers. "Great party going on here."

"I know!" He shouted. "The strippers are coming out in a few minutes. Here, have this!" He handed me a drink(which I don't know what it was), and I gladly took a sip.