Eventually Yours

✽ 54

~Aubree~

“What are you doing up this early, Aubree?”

She flicked on the lights.

“I thought there was a raccoon in here.”

“Nothing illegal, don't worry, Mom” I answered.

“You're raiding my fridge at six thirty in the morning.”

“And you raided my parent's fridge at two in the morning, Becca” my dad chimed in. “Morning sweetheart” he kissed my cheek.

“Morning, Dad.”

“Because I was pregnant... with twins” Mom defended. “You try being pregnant with twins.”

Dad held his hands up in surrender.

“Honey, why are you awake this early?”

I sighed and closed the fridge.

“I couldn't get much sleep last night either.”

“The baby's keeping you awake?”

Probably not being able to see my little Oliver again is haunting me.

I shrugged.

“More or less.”

“It'll be over soon, sweetheart” Dad smiled comfortingly and rubbed my back.

“You say it like when the baby comes out that's it” I chuckled.

“Well if it makes you feel any better, you can put me on diaper duty for the first few months.”

“I'll hold you to that, Dad” I smiled.

“Where's Leslie?” mom asked.

“Still asleep” I answered, picking my bag.

“Where are you going?”

“Out for a walk.”

“With your purse?” dad frowned. “You ladies do that now?” he looked at my mom.

“No. Where are you going, Aubree? You better not—”

“No promises” I sang out.

“Isadora?”

I groaned a little.

“Okay fine” I sighed, looking over to her with a reassuring smile.

My mom folded her arms and I grinned.

“I'll keep it to a minimum.”

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~Brie~

I checked my phone again. He still hadn't called back or even left one text.

God.