Always and Forever (Kendall Schmidt Fanfic)

Chapter 116

Chapter 116:

There was an odd sense of comfort in reading that letter. That was something I was looking for in my life. I did in fact have a lot of people who cared about me now. Even though Scott was gone, he really wasn't, neither was my mom, grandparents, or my darling babies. They were all in Heaven together, hopefully all happily awaiting my arrival in the far future. I couldn't ask for a better way to feel secure than with Scott saying he was now my guardian angel. I can't say I condoned what he did, but I can say, he was in a better place.

About a year later, I now was enrolled in college. I was studying to be a school counselor, so I may save the Scott's in today's world. Kendall and I were stronger than ever. He was supportive and wonderful as always. Kendall was still in Big Time Rush but they soon were coming to an end. Dustin however was ecstatic about Kendall wanting to raise Heffron Drive's popularity. Logan was trying out for movie roles and he succeeded in soon playing a young Elvis Presley in a new movie about The King's life. Marilee was also enrolled full time in the same college as me now instead. We would both sit around my apartment working online on our courses everyday. That is until I felt very sick one day. Kendall had taken care of me the night before but had to go to the record company that day for a few hours. Marilee walked through the door and saw me laying there on the couch. She called the doctor and scheduled an appointment. I was pregnant again. I was nervous, but all I did with Marilee that afternoon was pray for a healthy baby. I waited a few days before finally working up the courage to tell Kendall. I sat him down one day after he got home, and he was really angry about something from work. I was scared that he'd be even more angry that I was pregnant.

"Ken..." I started looking into his green abyss of eyes. He nodded a little annoyed that I had taken this long to finally say something. "I'm pregnant." I told him. It reminded me of a year ago. His face brightened up as his anger seemed to fade.

"Oh my God!" He exclaimed hopping off his chair and holding me, since I was already standing, in his arms. "It'll be better this time. I promise." He whispered in my ear. I smiled graciously at him once he pulled away.

Nine months later out came our little baby girl Annalise Kaye Schmidt. She was gorgeous, with electric green eyes, strawberry blond hair which fit her perfectly, and beautiful pale skin that seemed to glow. Her eyelashes were dark and curled, just like her dads. She was a bundle of joy. She was born at three fifteen in the morning, making me go into labor at around one in the morning. I had awaken and went to the bathroom where my water broke and I shrieked happily. I called Kendall in as he was worried walking inside. "It's time." I had said happily. His face was happier than could be as he rushed me to the hospital.

Another two years later, I gave birth to the twin girls, Adele Kelsey Schmidt and Ariel Kelly Schmidt. Oddly, between Kendall and I, we seemed to have twin genetics. We had to move across town into a big house, almost a block away from Heather's house. Her daughter Layla was best friends with Annalise, and they grew up together since Layla was born later in the previous year to Annalise. When Annalise was four and the twins were two,Marilee and Logan were expecting as well, which had worried my father and Tawny greatly. Marilee and Logan got married soon after their son, Matt Douglas Henderson was born.

When Annalise was eighteen and the twins were sixteen, she fell in love for the first time. She had her heart broken a year later. Being nineteen, she thought her love life had no hope, but she did. Matt had been in love with her since she was ten and he was six. When he finally turned twenty, and she twenty four, she gave him a chance. They fell madly in love and got married, while the twins both found other boys to fancy.

In the end, Kendall and I had around eleven grandchildren by the time we were both in our sixties. As time went on, Kendall and I still loved one another. He would sing to me through our days and we would always say 'I love you' before we fell asleep at night. After sixty four years of being married, Kendall's time came. He had passed away at age eighty seven in his sleep. That night however he must've known it would have been his last. He had held me close to him in our bed that night, and he whispered to me until I drifted asleep.

"I love you Roberta Winona Schmidt." He had whispered the last thing I remembered. I soon seemed to wake up the next morning to my passed away love of sixty four years. I then soon passed away myself after six months of tears, happiness with my first great grandbaby being born, but unfortunately then a soon depression of living without Kendall hit me.

Although we had grown up into maturity together, we lived one of the best lives. We overcame things that we never thought possible. We loved with a love that was truly meant to be. As soon as people were asked to describe Kendall and mines love for one another, they simply replied with 'they were meant for each other and they proved that they could last, always and forever'.