Enough is enough

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*Charles*

We had gone to Monaco and taken my yacht out there. Mella had refused to come when Evi came along, but I had told her very clearly that the only one I wouldn't take was her. I was so tired of it. All this arguing and this constant wearing on my nerves. I just wanted to be happy and enjoy the fact that I would soon be a father for the second time, especially since I would really be there this time. I would be there every step of the way, be there for everything, and I just wanted to enjoy it.

I wanted to see Evi's belly grow. I wanted to be there for her. I wanted to help her. I had read books about pregnancy in every free minute and informed myself about how I could support Evi, what was good for her.

I had written everything down. I had read up on classes where I was taught how to massage her to take away some of the stress and pain, to prevent water retention in her legs. I had birth classes out.

And I wanted to be able to enjoy all of that. I wanted to soak all of that in.

And Mella tried to take it away from me this time, too. It was bad enough that she had taken away all my chances with Aly. She wouldn't take away all my chances with Evi and our pea, too. I just wouldn't let that happen.

So we had gone, even though she had raged. I had just left her there. Something I had never done before.

Actually, I was much too polite to just leave someone standing there, but I just couldn't take her anymore. She was driving me crazy and I was just glad when we were on the yacht and out to sea.

Without me asking them to, Lorenzo, Lance and Max had grabbed Aly and gone to the front of the boat with her. This gave me a chance to be alone with Evi for a bit.

She had laid down on the sun lounger wearing only her bikini. She just lay there, eyes closed, and seemed to be enjoying the sun. She looked so peaceful.

I stripped myself down to my bathing shorts, then lay down next to her and gently pulled her to me. She immediately snuggled up to me and hummed contentedly.

I stroked her long hair and made sure that she could lie comfortably on my shoulder.

I put my hand on her belly and let my fingers stroke over it.

We had not yet had a moment in which we could really enjoy the pregnancy. It had been somehow difficult and exhausting from the beginning. Somehow it had always been chaotic.

And this first moment of calm made me realize what it meant that Evi and I would have a child. Not that I didn't realize it before, but somehow it hit me differently at this moment.

I was supposed to love her so much, to carry her so much on my hands, and in the last few weeks I had actually only ever done everything wrong. That had to finally stop now.

Her hand gently stroked mine "Can you believe we're going to be parents soon?" she whispered "So again?" she giggled.

"No, actually I can't. It's like... But I'm excited. Even though I haven't shown it like this in the last few days. I'm really happy."

"It really hasn't been a great couple of weeks. For either of us." she murmured, turning a little on my chest, she looked up at me "How are you?" her fingers brushed along my jaw.

Her question made me wonder "How do you mean?"

"Well, the stress of the last few weeks must have been unbearable for you and... I just want to know how you are."

"I'm fine now. Out here, with you.", I wrapped my arms tighter around her and pulled her tightly against me "As long as you're with me, I can only be fine.".

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