THE SURROGATE: A LUKE BROOKS FAN FICTION

CHAPTER FORTY FOUR

CHAPTER FORTY FOUR
*STILL LUKE'S P.O.V*
"*sigh* Hey Luke... Uhm I've been going back and forth, trying to figure out whether I should tell you this or not; but at the end of the day, you are my best friend and I really want you to know that for the duration of my pregnancy you're not going to be seeing me; and maybe even after that, I'm not sure yet. I would have preferred to have done this face to face, I thought you'd be here by now, but hey its fine. There's one more thing I want to say; Luke, I -yes, I'm coming! I'm sorry, I have to go! I'll miss you Luke Brooks" and she hung up; never getting to what she wanted to tell me. I listened to her voicemail over and over, before tossing my phone to the side, and burying my head in my hands once more. She sounded so... Defeated. I thought some more about what she said, and one thing in particular made me nervous as hell! "You're not going to be seeing me, and maybe even after that"  what did she mean by that? Who am I kidding? I knew exactly what she meant by that! And I'll be damned if I let her leave again! I got up immediately and rushed into the bathroom; if I was going to do this, I'm going to do it right! I hopped into the shower -washing mini me more than once, because, well you know what happened last night- I hopped out, brushed my teeth, and dried myself off. I was the cleanest i had ever been! I didn't bother to wrap a towel around me, I didn't think I needed it. I walked into my bedroom and rummaged through my closet. I put on black jeans, a white top, with my Air Jordan's, and of course, I put my lip ring on. I doused myself in the cologne I knew she liked and after checking my appearance once, twice, okay, five times, I walked out of my room, and was preparing myself for the challenge ahead.

*knock on the door* "come in!" Darcy yelled on the other end of the door -she was in Daniel's room, reading a magazine; it seemed like we were the only ones home- I walked into the room, slowly and cautiously. "Oh, its you" she said -which was the equivalent to her saying, 'I question your existence on this earth' - I closed the door behind me, and stood a safe distance away from her. "Are we the only ones here?" I asked, trying to make casual conversation. Instead of answering, she paged through her magazine and just raised her eyebrows and gave a slight nod. "Where is everybody else?" I asked, stepping a bit closer. She closed her eyes and sighed, "they went out for a few drinks she said, still not looking at me. I didn't feel offended that they went without me, I couldn't blame them! Besides, I don't think I'm going to be touching alcohol for a long time! "You didn't go with?" I asked, stepping closer. She just shook her head, "nah, didn't want to interrupt guys' night" she said, and I might have been mistaken, but to me, it seemed like she said this with a softer tone. We were both silent now. She put her book down, and finally looked at me. "You look nice" she said. On the inside, I breathed a sigh of relief, because I knew that if I had Darcy's approval, then I definitely looked, as she put it, "nice" but who am I kidding, I looked fucking hot! I looked down at what I was wearing once again, and smiled, "thanks!" I said; there was another awkward silence. I closed my eyes and sighed, I had to do this; I couldn't take this tension between us, I wasn't used to it! "Darcy," I said, walking up to the bed and then sitting down on it. "I want to apologize, for everything! And I really hope you forgive me! I know I still have a long way to go with Bella, but I want things sorted between us too... I can't lose you as well!" I sad, looking down, and playing with the sheet. She was silent for a while, before I felt her index finger under my chin, lifting my head. "Hey, I overreacted too! And I said some shit I shouldn't have. Its just that, I didn't want her to leave; and you were kind of my last hope! The last few days of her pregnancy, aren't going to be easy... I wanted her to be here, with us, but what are you gonna do?" She shrugged. Her words got me thinking, about Bella's voicemail -which I decided not to talk about- and what she said, gave me all the more reason to do what I was going to do. "So, am I forgiven?" I asked. She looked at me and smiled, "of course you are!" She said, pulling me in for a hug. While hugging her, I built up all the courage I could, now was a good a time as any! "Darcy?" I asked, not daring to break the hug, or make eye contact with her. "Hmm?" She mumbled in response. "Now I don't want you to get angry, and bear in mind, we just made up," "okay," "I really need to know the Freeman's address!" I said, and I felt her release from the hug, but I did not let her go. "Luke, I can't, I-" "I know that Bella probably asked you not to tell me; and you promised that you wouldn't; but this is mega important!" I said, hugging her tighter. "Luke, let me go!" She said, raising her arms. I refused to let go. "Not until you give me the address!" I said, standing my ground. "Luke, I'm giving you 3 seconds yo-" "Darcy pleeeeaaaasssee!?" I begged, and then let her go with a yelp of pain -she had just given me a purple nurple! How she managed to get it right, I'll never know- "what the fuck!?" I asked, rubbing my nipple. "I warned you!" She said, straightening out her shirt. "As much as I would love to, but you said it yourself, I promised her that I wouldn't tell you!" She said, sounding sorry. "Darcy please," I said, taking her by the hand and looking at her pleadingly, "I wouldn't be asking you unless it was really important! Please, please, please! Help a brother out!" I begged.

*BELLA'S P.O.V*
I had not even settled in yet, and already I was in love with the Freeman's backyard! They had a massive backyard! I was standing there right now, looking out over the garden and in my mind's eye, I could imagine this yard being turned into a mini playground, with swings, and slides and just everything a young child needed. I could even imagine this baby -obviously when he/she is older- playing in the yard, and having little play dates with their friends, just having fun and being young! I was sitting on my new favorite seat -it was one of those benches that you can swing on while you're sitting- and I watched as the sky slowly went from blue, to colors of red, pink, peach, and orange. Sunsets were always beautiful. I sat there for a while, rubbing my stomach and smiling with content, when I remembered that I hadn't explored the house yet! I got up and walked into the house.

The kitchen was separated from the backyard by a sliding door. I loved the kitchen too! They had a massive fridge! There was never a shortage of cupcakes, or muffins, or anything really! Then they had the basic things a kitchen needed. I walked from the kitchen, into the living room -which had a massive flat screen TV! The most comfortable couches I had ever had the pleasure of sitting on; they were black, and once again, their living room had the basics- and so I walked through the house. All in all, I was in love with what I was seeing. Then I reached the spare bedroom -which was going to be my room for the next few months, or at least, until this baby decides he's had enough and wants to come out- I turned the door knob slowly -in a dramatic sort of way, I always did it when I entered a room I was unfamiliar with- I opened the door, also slowly, and walked in. The room had two sections -if I could put it in those words- because the room was separated in half by three stairs. At the bottom of the stairs, was, in my own words, a mini-living room. I had a flat screen TV, with a table in the centre, instead of couches, there were bean bag chairs, in the corner there was a mini fridge. On top of the stairs, was a kind sized bed, with white sheets and bedding, next to the bed stood the bedside table, and in the far corner was an acoustic guitar, on the right was of course my closet -my very big closet- and last but not least, a dressing table with a huge mirror in the centre. I was definitely going to like living here.

"Hi" said Mrs. Free- I mean, Sheila, walking into the bedroom with a huge smile on her face. "Hi," I smiled back, "Mrs. Free- Sheila, you have a Beautiful home!" I said in awe. "Thank you! We do take pride in our humble abode" she said walking closer into the room and sitting on the bed. "Come on, sit with me!" She said, indicating to an empty spot in front of her. I obeyed and sat down. "You have such lovely hair... Would you mind if i-?" "Played with it? Not at all!" I said as I leaned back as far as I could and laid between her legs as she started playing with my hair. Strangely enough, I liked sitting with her like this, it just felt... Right. We stayed in my room, just bonding and getting to know each other! Laughing, making jokes and I don't know, I felt myself getting closer to her. "Bella, I haven't had a chance to properly thank you for what you're doing!" "Sheila, its-" "No! Let me finish! I know it can't be easy, especially since its your first time doing something like this; and it means a lot to me that you chose us! No amount of words in the English dictionary, or any dictionary in fact, can describe how thankful we are! You're just such an angel to us and-" "its okay!" I said, hugging her when I saw she was starting to cry. "Don't mention it... I'm glad I chose you guys..." I said, and that was the end of that. "I'm sorry," she said smiling and wiping tears away, "that got emotional real fast" she laughed. I laughed with her and had a good look at her. She was so beautiful, and such a kind hearted person, that I didn't have a problem doing what I was about to do. Without saying anything, I took Sheila's hand and placed it on my stomach. She looked at me confused, before gasping and becoming wide-eyed. "Is that? Did the baby just-? Is my baby kicking!?" Sheila asked excitedly. I looked at her and nodded. "Oh my God! This is- no, wait, please don't stop!" She said as the kicking subsided, and then finally stopped. "That was just so- oh my God! I can't believe I just- thank you so much!" She said, pulling me into a hug, before getting up. "I have to tell my husband! Oh my God I can't believe it!" She said almost out of breath, and walking out of the room, still saying "oh my God!"