No Talking, Nor Speaking

Epilogue

10 years later.....

"Martin! Please, stop running around and get ready for dinner." I say.

"Okay, mommy." He smiles, cheekily and walks to his room.

I take my hands off my hips, and take the noodles off the stove. I put the noodles in the strainer, and run cold water on them.

"Jamie! Martin! I'm home!"

I smile, and put the spaghetti sauce on low. I make my way to the front door, waddling.

"Hey, babe."

Kyle kisses my cheek, than pats my stomach.

"How's the baby doing." He asks.

I giggle, "It's still kicking."

He chuckles, "Of course it is."

I smile, and he smiles.

"I made dinner. It's ready." I tap his nose, and go up the stairs to Martin's room.

"Martin-. Oh, Martin." I giggle as he pouts, while sitting on the ground.

"It's not funny, mommy." He whines. I try to stop giggling but I can't, because he put his pants on backwards and his shirt is inside out.

I finally stop laughing at my son, and help him fix his clothes.

"Okay buddy, ready?"

He smiles, showing his cute little dimples. He got those from his father because he pretty much looks just like Kyle, besides for his sparkling blue eyes.

He got those from me.

"Yeah." He says as I lift him up onto my hip and walk, carefully, down the stairs. I put Martin down, and he runs straight to Kyle.

"Daddyyyyyy!"

He jumps into Kyle's arms, and Kyle spins him around in a swift motion.

"Hey, bud."

I smile at how the kitchen table is already set, and I know Kyle is the one that set it up. I kiss Kyle's cheek as a thank you, which leads to him kissing me on the mouth.

"Ewww. Put me down."

I giggle out of the kiss, and Kyle chuckles at our cutie of a son.

"Okay, let's eat dinner." Kyle says. We all sit down, and eat the spaghetti I made.

I'm so content with my life, Ky.
I wish you could be here to see it all. You were my best friend, Ky, and my first love. You would've loved to be an uncle, so much. An uncle of a 5 year old boy and a soon to be, baby girl.

Yes, a baby girl.

And her name will be Lyla. Just like how you wanted to name your first baby girl, and how Kyle wanted too. It's Jenny's middle name, just like how Martin was named after your middle name.

I can finally say, I'm in a better place in my life now. No more anorexia, or sleepless nights. Only contentment, and happiness.

I will always have you in my heart, Ky.

Always.