Destiny Faith Hope

Eighteen

-September 3rd, 2021- -Miley's POV-

"Alright Destiny, have fun at school." I say before she gets out of the car and heads off to the building. She was now in first grade. She's growing up so fast, I don't know where time is going. Soon I'll be having the twins, and we haven't even picked out names yet. I was eight months pregnant and I was huge. I was not prepared for how much weight I would be carrying these last few weeks of the pregnancy...

When I got home, Patrick was waiting for me on the couch.

"Next time you're taking her." I say wiping a tear from my eye. "It is just unbelievable. She can't already be in first grade. And that reminds me, we haven't picked out names yet for the boys."

"Well then let's do it. Should we each just pick out a name for each of them? Or just say the names we like?" He suggests.

"I like the idea where we just say names. But I don't have any in mind."

"Me either, except for one." He says.

"Which is?" I ask.

"Asher. It means blessing." Then I smile.

"That's a beautiful name. I like Lucas too. I just thought of it." I reply

"Wait what about Dylan? Or Derek?"

"I like Dylan better. Let's look some names up." Then I get out my phone and open the internet. "I found Max. I like Max."

"I found Ashton. And Luis." Patrick suggests.

"Great. At least we're getting somewhere. I wanted the boys to have two middle names since Destiny does. Is that alright?"

"Yeah, that's fine. So far we have Asher, Dylan, Max, Luis, Lucas, and Ashton." Patrick says.

"What about Jake or Andrew?" I suggest.

"I like both." He replies.

"Okay. Well we have a lot to choose from now." I say, writing down the names. "We have Asher, Lucas, Jake, Dylan, Max, Andrew, Luis, and Ashton."

"Well I love all of them, Miley. Let's name baby number one."

"Asher Lucas Jake?" I ask.

"Love it. Can I name baby number two?"

"Of course, Patrick, they're your babies too."

"Luis Andrew Dylan. I like it a lot..."

"Me too." I reply.

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-September 4th, 2021- -Miley's POV-

I was walking through the store with Patrick when I saw a magazine. It said 'Miley's Sex Scandal with Nick Ryan!' On the inside it was talking about how the twins were his because Patrick and I can't have kids together.

"Miley, would you explain this please?" Patrick says, holding up the magazine.

"Um, that's a lie. I wouldn't ever have sex with Nick, you know that. Especially when I'm dating you, please believe me."

"I don't know if I can, anymore, Miley. What have you been lying about? You've seemed distant, and you've been talking to me about being forgiving. What the hell?"

"Patrick, I swear I wouldn't ever sleep with him. Please believe me." I say, almost crying. "Patrick." Then my voice cracks.

"Miley, I love you. And if we're getting married I want you to be honest with me." Then I start to cry, and he holds me tight. "I'm sorry."

"No, Patrick. I'm sorry. I lied."

"What?"

"I slept with Nick." I mutter.

"What? You had sex with that asshole?!" He nearly yells.

"Patrick, shh. And I didn't mean for it to happen. It was at a party."

"Wait, Stella's party? That means he could be the father."

"No, at a different party. It was a long time before I got pregnant." Then I wipe my eyes. "I'm really sorry. I wanted to tell you for the longest time...I was just afraid. Afraid of you breaking off the engagement."

"Well maybe I should...who knows what else you're hiding from me. If I can't trust you, maybe we shouldn't get married. I don't want you to go around and cheat on me." Then he starts to walk off.

"Patrick, please wait." I say, grabbing his arm. "I swear there isn't anything else I'm hiding from you. Please don't leave me." I say, bawling my eyes out.

"Miley-"

"No, please don't leave me Patrick. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I love you so so so much. Please don't leave me. Maybe you're right, you can't trust me. I get why you'd wanna break off the engagement. I would want to also. But you don't have any idea how much you've made my life better. Maybe you're right, you might think I'm crazy. Because I am, so I get it. But you can't just walk away from me. I'll miss you way too much. You've kept me sober, Patrick. It wasn't just Destiny Faith and being pregnant, it was mainly you. That's how much I love you and need you. Who knows what else I would be doing right now if you weren't with me."

"Miley- I'm so sorry. I had no idea."

"No, I'm sorry. I slept with him and it was because I was drunk. But that's no excuse...I should've known what was going on. I'm really sorry. But I can promise you, you're the father of these babies." And he is, no matter who the biological father is, he'll always be their father.

"Okay. I'm sorry." Then he hugs me tight, and kisses me.

"I forgive you if you forgive me." Then he nods. "Let's just go." Then we start to walk out of the store, going to my car. I can't believe just because of one stupid, drunken mistake we almost didn't get married...