Forever In Our Memories (On Hold)

Chapter 9

Holy Cow I feel so so so so bad bc I left you hanging. I had to go the last two months without writing or reading bc my mom is an evil person that hates me for some reason and I've had bad writers block. I almost went crazy and killed everyone that lives in my house. No lie. So I just wanted to tell you that you are the greatest readers ever and that Im really happy that you keep reading my terrible story. I am writing a new story call The World Can Hate. I really like the idea hope you do too. Have you guys heard this song?! Its my favorite right now. It has nothing to do with the story tho. Well thats all for now. Thanks and BYE!!!! Ttyl!!!

Chapter 9

The new house is still a little hard to get used to, and I think it will be that way for a while. We have been living in this house for three weeks now. My baby shower is coming up. I really can't wait to see Nate's mom. (He finally found someone who loved him, and she wanted to be his mom.)

I know my mom will be there in sprit though. See my mom and dad died when I was 17 in a hit and run accident. Nate, being one year older, took me in and helped me when I needed him most. His step-dad loved me from the start and wanted no one else with his son. His mom took a little bit of convincing, but she warmed up to me.

So back to the baby shower. It's in about a week, and everyone has been so helpful. Nate, in particular, has been the biggest help. He is always making sure me and our princess are okay. He also does everything around the house and is helping plan the baby shower. His mom has basically moved into our house trying to get everything ready and set. Everyone has just done anything and everything they can just for Nate and I.

So Caitlin Marie has all new furniture and toys because everything, and I mean everything, was destroyed in the fire. Speaking of the fire, Nate has yet to tell me who started the fire and who stabbed him. As a matter of fact every time I brought it up, he said that he didn't want me to stress over it because it's bad for the baby. But so is coffee, yet he doesn't seem to mind if I have a glass.

"Hey Nate can you come here?" I ask as nicely as I can so he doesn't worry. But it's Nate, so of course he comes running into the living room like a lunatic. I just roll my eyes.

"Whats wrong?! Are you going into labor?! Oh goodness, not already! I'll go get the bag you go get into the car!!" he screamed the whole time. I just shake my head and sigh. He always overreacts when I call for him.

"Nate, honey, calm down I'm not going into labor so just breath." His face calms drastically at the news and he starts breathing normally again.

"So what do you need?" he questions after he fully calms down.

I look down at my hands and try to do the best sad expression I could make, even though just thinking about those people trying to ruin my family's happiness makes me madder than hornets. So I have to come up with the saddest thing that has happened to me. Badly enough that would be ... The dream. I start to sob loudly not only because of the dream but because I'm doing this to Nate. He doesn't deserve this, but I need to know who is trying to take away my life; My happiness.

"Nate, my sweetest friend, the greatest husband ever, will you please te..."

"No. It's not going to happen. I'm not going to tell you," he said and walked off. I thought about calling for him, but it wouldn't make a difference. He doesn't want me to know.

********** One Week Later ( btw you have to use the spongebob narrator voice)***********

Nate's POV

It's the day of the shower and Elizabeth is running around doing everything she can to make sure everything is ready. She hasn't even started to get ready, and there is an hour before it starts. I am going, but she has insisted that I relax because I had been doing everything for her. That isn't totally true. I have been doing stuff around the house and cooking. I have also been getting anything she wanted. Well, maybe it is true but I would never say that. I'm ready and have been trying to get her stuff done but she will not let me help her. She is going to end up going into labor before the day is over. Knock on wood.

I slowly make my way towards her as she is yelling at someone to get stuff done. Poor guy. I lightly tap on her shoulder and prepare myself for yelling. Instead I get hit. I let out a laugh as she turns around to she who she had punched. The apologetic look on her face is so cute. She was almost like a sad puppy. Big cinnamon colored eyes and that bottom lip pouted. I bent down and bit her bottom lip and she gasped in shock. Then she starts laughing. I stare at her confused, but she starts crying because of laughing so much. I wipe away her tears and she sighs.

"What was that all about," I investigate, still confused. She just shakes her head. She then pulls me into a hug and just sets her head on my shoulder. I rub her back and rest my chin on her head. I lift her head with my index finger against her chin. She leans in and kisses me and I kiss her right back. Oh and for those of you wondering what happened to that guy that was getting an ear full he left to do something else. I went back to hugging her.

"You still need to get ready," I whisper into her ear. She jumps and starts running, or should I say waddling, around to get her outfit and hair done. I just shake my head. This is going to be one heck of a day.