We arrive at the doctor's office and walk in. "I thought we were going somewhere?" I ask Carter wondering what happened. "While you dozed off grandma, I realized it was closed." I laugh. We walk in and I sit down while Carter checks me in. As soon as I sit down my name is called. Carter and I grab our stuff and head in.
"Can you tell the doctor to let me in?"
I get a text from Elliot. "Excuse me, Doctor Leigh? Could you let my husband in? He's in the front." I ask her. "Oh, of course." She buzzes him in. He walks in and gives me a peck on the cheek. "Sorry, I'm late. Traffic was bad." I respond calmly, "That's okay. You missed Carter kissing an old man though." Carter gasps. "That is not true." Elliot laughs," But that would've been a sight to see." We laugh as Carter turns red. Dr. Leigh walks back in. "Elliot? Is that you?" Dr. Leigh asks. "Kennedy? What are you doing here? You became a doctor after all?" He says smiling as big as I've never seen. They hug. "What have you been up to L.K.J?" He asks. Did he forget that his wife and her friend are sitting right behind him? He has a nickname for her? Now it's personal "Nothing much. I did go do some work in Africa like I planned. I came back here a couple of months ago. Now I'm just here. How about you?" She explains. "That's awesome! I forgot to tell you that I got married. She's right here. Honey, could you stand up for a second?" He asks me. Finally. "This is Kennedy, my wife. Oh. I'm sorry. This is Krystal, my wife and as you know, this is Kennedy." He got me confused with her. Really Elliot? Really? How does he know her? "How do you two know each other?" I ask speaking up. "Oh, we dated briefly in college." She answers. That doesn't make sense. "How could you date and college when Elliot and I dated in college?" I ask. Now I'm pissed. This isn't making sense and I don't like to be confused. "Elliot, I think you need to explain what she is talking about. Maybe she got you confused with someone else." I quickly rush out. "Well, technically she's right. We dated in college, but I didn't cheat-" "How do you not cheat while you're dating two girls Elliot? Huh?" I interrupt him. "Sweetheart, when we had our break is when I went out with her." He replies. What little break? "You know what. My feet hurt because I am tired of standing with our children in my stomach. I think I'll reschedule this with someone else. I need to rest." I clarify. "Honey, come on. Let's talk about it." He tries. "We can talk about it at home." I say through my teeth. I walk out towards the car with Carter right behind me. She helps me in then gets in herself. We take off to the house. "Could you drive a tiny bit faster Carter?" I ask angrily. I could drive faster than this. "I would, but I kinda don't want to kill five different people. That wouldn't be so nice would it? I get that you're upset, but we are almost home so get it together!" She lectures me. I roll my eyes. Five minutes later we are pulling up into her driveway with Nick at the door looking scared. He must've seen my face. I'm not in the mood for playing. We walk up to the door where Nick is guarding it. "Excuse me Nick." He looks like he is about to pee his pants. "I'm so sorry. I'm under a strict rule not to let you in." Nick says. His voice sounds shakily. "This is also my house, so I think I have access to going in and out of it." Carter says. "You know I love you, and with the marriage and the baby. Please stick with me on this one." Nick begs her. "Whatever. I'm out." I say and start walking to my house. Less than two minutes, I am already there. I pull my key out and unlock the door. I slam it shut and run down to the woman cave. I lay in the couch and take off my shoes. I relax and get comfortable. I hear the door open and close. I see Carter coming in. "Wanna talk about it?" She asks sincerely. "Not now." I barely whisper holding in the tears. Instead, she takes off her shoes and joins me on the couch. We hold each other like the world is ending. We stay like that for about ten minutes until I hear the door open and close again. Elliot walks in. Carter gets up and grabs her shoes. "I'll be at home if you need me." She whispers. I hear the door close. "Krystal? I'm sorry. I didn't explain what happened right." He starts talking. I sit up and look at him. "What happened Elliot?" I ask in a tired voice. "Do you remember in college when we had that big fight? I thought you deserved someone better. I thought I wasn't good enough for you and that you would be more successful without me. You got upset. I said we should end things before they turn into a disaster. We broke up and weren't together for about 4 months. When we got back together, we made a pact to never talk about it again. During those four months, I was depressed and suicidal. I needed to get my mind off you, because you were all I could think about. I tried dating Kennedy, but it didn't work because I kept thinking of you and whenever we would kiss I would try to replace her with you. It was crazy. She saw what was going on and broke up with me. She told me to go get you and that you and I were made for each other. That made me determined to get you at all costs. I'm sorry about how everything went down today. Please forgive me. I keep making these mistakes." I sigh. "Like I said on that hospital bed, I darn well know you aren't a perfect husband, but that's okay. We make mistakes. I'm sorry. I overreacted and didn't let you explain." He smiles. "That's okay." I smile back and ask, " You know how you can make it up to me?" His eyes widen. "How?" "By running me a hot bath with scented lit candles and "To Build A Home" by The Cinematic Orchestra on replay." I say in a seductive voice. He jumps up and runs upstairs to the bathroom. I laugh and turn on the news. I try not to watch it too much since it can be really depressing, but since I am an educated journalist, I do have to know what's going on with the economy. Nothing good is on. I grab my stuff and head up the stairs. Did I ever tell you that we have a lot of stairs? Well, we do. I walk right past the babies room, which is right next to ours, and my eye catches something. There are shopping bags all over the floor. I pick up a list by one of the bags. It's the list I made of things to get for the room. There's a checkmark by every item. I hear Elliot standing at the door. "You didn't go to work today?" I ask already knowing the answer. "No, I thought you might need a little help, so I got a few things." He answers. "A few things? You got everything on the list! I thought you were far too busy for this kind of stuff?" I ask. "I can never be too busy for my family." I turn to him and give him a hug. He smells soo good. "Your water is awaiting you." He says. I smile and walk over to our room. I can smell the scents from a mile away. I get undressed and soak in the tub. The music gently fills my ears. He comes in with a towel and a washcloth and sets it by the tub. He then, takes the cloth and dips it in the water to get it wet. He leaves and comes back with an elastic hairband to put my hair up. He knows I can't get my hair wet. My mom is biracial and my dad is black, but I take more after my mom and have biracial hair. He gets the room ready for us to sleep in and he "shuts down" the rest of the house by turning off the lights and setting the alarm. I finally get out the tub after thirty more minutes and Elliot gets in the shower. I get in the bed and turn off the light, but keep our bed lamps on. Instead of pulling out a book, I lay down because I am exhausted. I see Elliot coming out and turning off his lamp. I reach over to turn off mine. "I love you, Goodnight." He whispers. "I love you too. Night."
* 3 months Later*
Since the nine month process has been cut short by a month, I have four months left. Carter has five months left. She says she wishes she only had four because her back is killing her. Zion and Allison are dating for sure now. Trevor got out of the hospital and is doing fine. He has been on and off in some relationship. He doesn't want me to meet him until he is sure about him. Carter and Nick have the wedding all planned out. They are just waiting for the baby to come , so he can be in the wedding. That's right. They're having a boy. They decided on the name Christian Michael Miller. Miller is Nick's last name. I think it's going to be the prettiest biracial child. When he grows up, he sure is going to be attractive. Elliot and I have been doing fine. Today, right now actually, we are going to see what Julie and Bailey have been up to. It finally took some convincing, but it worked. Elliot has only been to see his dad, who is incarcerated, once. He is so hurt by him, and is working on forgiving him. We are both in the car. They know we are coming. They would like to talk to us. We pull up to this nice little house. As we knock on the door my instincts tell me this is bad. "Elliot, This doesn't feel right. Something is wrong." I say unsure about this. Before he can answer, the door swings open and Julie is standing there with a smile on her face looking right at Elliot. "Hi Elliot. Long time, No see. Come on in." She says without acknowledging me. As we walk in her eyes fall on me. Then on the baby. She scolds my stomach then looks me in the eye. "Hi Krystal. I didn't know you would be joining us today." She says with a smile. Something tells me that deep down she is not smiling. "Well, good to see you too Julie. Wherever my husband is, that's where I will be, so excuse me." I tell her since she is standing in my way. I sit by him on the couch. He helps me sit down. "Oh, Elliot and Krystal. I am so sorry that we didn't invite you earlier. We didn't know if you would even come, but you did and for that we are glad." Bailey says entering the room. "Hello Bailey." Elliot nods at her. "Hi." I say with my best fake smile. "I know this might be a little uncomfortable, but I had to explain a few things. I am so sorry for what happened with David and Allison and how things went down. After I saw Allison's face and realized I lost my best friend, I wanted to take it all back. I could never take back the pain I cost. I pity you guys for it and I'm sorry." Bailey explains with her fake tears. Elliot looks at me for assurance. "Bailey, cut it out with the fake tears. We aren't on 'Young and The Restless'. Are you really even sorry? I think that you aren't sorry for what happened. You're sorry that you got caught. If you're plan went fully through, you would be living it up in the states not giving a care about us. Am I right?" I correct her. Elliot looks surprise. "I mean you can't tell Elliot? These people haven't changed. Look at them. On the way in the door, it was killing Julie just to say hi to me and when she saw I was pregnant she looked like she was ready to strike me down. Bailey, it's cute what you're doing, but just because you bought cheap mascara that falls easily and you know how to put on a show, doesn't mean everyone believes you." I finish. "Good Job Krystal, you seem to know all my tricks in the book. If you are so smart, why did you accept my invitation into my house. You do know that in this moment you are on my property. I do what I want on my property." She says smiling. Julie stands up and walks over to some random door. She opens it, and a mattress falls out with chains on it. I try for the door, but it won't budge. "You need a key to get in and out of my house." Bailey simply says. "What do you want?" Elliot finally speaks up. "I only want one thing. Lie down on the bed Elliot." Julie says. "Who do you think I am. I'm not stupid. What happens if I don't?" Elliot argues back. "Not only do you not leave the house, but your wife is pregnant and is very fragile." Julie says. "Don't you dare put a finger on my wife." Elliot says. "Who are you calling fragile? Keep talking and you're going to get what I call an ass whoopin." I speak up. Does she think that since I'm pregnant, I can't fight? I grew up punching my bed and trying to fight back my dad. Elliot walks over to the bed and lays down. "Do you have a bathroom I could use. All this drama makes me have to pee really bad." I ask. "You can go, but leave your purse here." Bailey says. I roll my eyes and Julie leads me to the restroom. I close the door and dive straight in my bra for my phone. I pull it out and turn it on, but keep the sound off. I text Carter for help. I text Trevor. I post something on instagram. "Hey, what's taking so long?" I hear outside the door. "Do you have a pad?" I ask. She sighs and walks away. I text the address and turn my phone off. I put it back in my bra and see a pad side under the door. I put the pad in my pocket and wash my hands. She leads me back where Elliot is. He is basically strapped to the bed. She sat the mattress up. She smiles and pulls what looks like a whips out of her bag. "I've always wanted to do this. To remind you of the pain you caused me when you left me. Now I can." She takes the whip back and hits him as hard as she can across the chest. He screams in pain. It hurts my ears and my own body to hear that scream. "That felt so good." She says. I start crying right then and there. Do you know what it feels like to see a loved one being tortured right in front of you? It hurts like hell especially when you can't do anything about it. If only I could just touch him and tell him it's alright.
