Why Him?

ChapterTwo

AT SCHOOL

it was lunch time and a very pregnant Candy waddled over and sat down beside me.  

"How was the funeral?" She asked, looking guilty for not being there.  

"Good...for a funeral. John held up well. And how is little Camille doing?" I said in a baby voice looking down at her belly, putting my hand on it. "Great two months to go!! Speaking of," she handed me the envelope that was in her hand. "You're invited to my baby shower!" I was happy, I loved anything to do with babies.  

After school John drove me home. 

"I saw you with Candy at lunch." 

He looked kinda mad. 

"Yeah she invited me to her baby shower." He relaxed. "Oh. I'd really like to take you to dinner tonight...on...a date." 

I smiled. "Ok, pick me up at 7." I kissed his cheek and hopped out of his truck. He was actually gonna take me out.

Six o'clock rolled around and I heard a knock on my door. I looked out the window and saw John's truck. I was not even close to being ready. I opened the door and I was worried. I could tell he had been crying.

"John, what's wrong?" I asked with a tinge of fear in my voice.

He walked in and more tears flowed.

"Candy lost the baby." I hugged him tightly and patted his back. I was in shock. How could the baby be gone? He just lost his father, and I just saw Candy earlier today. I felt sick. I lead

John to my room and he plopped down on my bed. I sat behind him, and rubbed his shoulders. He grabbed my hand and I stopped rubbing. I stood in front of him and he put his hands on my waist and pulled me into his lap. He rocked back and forth, humming a tune I didn't recognize. After a while he asked if he could stay, I complied. I lay down and he got beside me. It was only 7 and I could tell he was tired. "Do u want a tshirt to sleep in?" I asked. He nodded so I found one that would fit him. I also changed. I flipped the light switch and lay back down. He threw his arm over me. "I love you Callie." I couldn't help but wander if he meant it. I turned over to look at him. The light emitting from the window was dim, but I saw sincerity in his eyes. "I love you too John." He kissed my forehead. "I really wanted that baby." He said.

"I know you did." I could tell he wanted that baby, especially since his father passed away.

"I promise I'll make up missing our date to you."

"You don't have to John. I know you're going through more than ever right now and if you don't want to be in a rela..." He kissed me to keep me from going any further. I smiled. He pulled me into his strong body. He kissed me again and this time with more feeling. Did he really want to have sex right now? "Do you really want to," I asked.

"I'd really rather throw back a bottle of tequila and pass out somewhere, but I promised my father I'd never end up like my mother. You are the only thing stopping me from being like her right now. I love you, and being as close to you as possible is what makes me feel whole."

"I love you too."

THE NEXT DAY

John and I blew off school to go see Candy who isn't doing very well, she lost alot of blood yesterday. She was still sedated whenever we got there, she was devastated and suicidal over Camille. We didn't stay very long. Miss Donald, Candy's mom, told us they were going to cremate the baby and Candy was going to keep her if that was ok with him, and it was.

On the way back to John's house, to pick up some of his clothes, I had a thought. John is bad, but maybe I can change him. Maybe I could help him stay away from drugs and alcohol and one night stands. I hope I can, I love him.

John has been at my house every night for over two weeks now. He even has a little space in my closet! I can't help but think of a future with John when I'm with him. I mean we basically live together now. I broke down and told my mom the other day about the baby not making it, and me wanting to having a relationship with John for a while. She wasn't angry like I thought she would be. She actually thought I might be good for him. John is slowly but surely healing from the recent deaths. He told me that Camille was a learning experience. I'm just glad that he's capable of moving on. John hasn't smoked weed, or drank since his fathers passing. I proud of him. He never wants to be at his house because he's already tired of dealing with his mother. I don't mind him being here, I'm so used to being alone at home that the company is very nice.

"Callie, I know it's probably long over due, but I have to ask you something very important." I walked over to the couch and sat on his lap. "Oh? And what would that be?" I said as I batted my eyelashes.

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

I smiled really big before saying yes!

Things were finally going so smoothly for us. I didn't think anything could change how happy I was.