Contigo (With You) A Jencarlos Canela Fanfiction (Wattys 2016)

Chapter 16: The Troubles Begin

      Three months later....

    "Are you hungry?" Jen asks.

I reply, "What kind of question is that? I'm pregnant! I'm always hungry!"
"What are you craving then, Nikki?" he smirks.

I shrug my shoulders and go to the fridge, "Let's see what we have here."

    I instantly begin craving pasta and I spot the marinara sauce as well as parmesan.

"How about I cook some spaghetti?" I look to my fiancé.

He stands up and answers, "Sure."

    I put some water in a pot and grab the pasta from the cabinet.

My huge belly runs into anything and I have to stand at an awkward angle just to put in and make sure the pasta doesn't stick together. My stomach could possibly knock the pot with pasta over. I then overhear Jencarlos laughing.

"You look comfortable," he states sarcastically.

I shake my head, "I'll make due."

Jen chuckles, "I'm sorry."

"Don't be."

"Do you need me to do anything for you?"

"Hmmm," I ponder to myself. "May you set the table for me? We'll probably need forks and knives. Please get out plates and bowls too. Don't forget about napkins!"

"Okay," he nods and smiles.

       I heat up the sauce in the microwave. I put it in a bowl because the jar isn't microwave safe. I even add a pinch of parmesan cheese to it. Once I take it out, the pasta is just about done. After straining it, I mix in the marinara sauce and put some parmesan cheese on it. It's moved to a large bowl that I put on the table.

   It still seems to be missing something. I look over and discover basil near the fruit bowl by the sink. I take a couple leaves and put it on top. Perfect!

"Jen! Dinner is ready!" I call.

    He startles me by coming up behind me and putting his arms around my waist.

"Looks delicious!" he exclaims.

   I quickly throw a salad together and we start eating.

I find myself falling into a daydream. It depicts Jencarlos and I eloping. The idea hits me.

"Baby, may I ask you something?" I question.

He nods.

"What do you think of eloping?"

"Ummm...Why do you ask?"

I shrug my shoulders, "Well...Alexandra and Xavi will be in this world in about a month...Maybe we should do the right thing and be married before they arrive."

My fiancé's jaw drops open and he stops eating, "What did you just say?"

"We should get married sooner than later for the twins sake...It's the right thing to do, Jen," I repeat.

He stands up, "You did not just say that."
"Someone's being sensitive," I say.

"No!" his voice is like a knife. "You promised when we got engaged, Nikki, that you were marrying me because you love me...Not because it's the right thing to do!"

"I do love you, Jencarlos. However that doesn't mean we shouldn't  do the right thing. There's no need to yell at me," I tell him.

    Jen stomps to our bedroom. He's fuming. I follow him to the bedroom and discover him retrieving his guitar as well as throwing clothes into his backpack. He's angry.

My heart beats rapidly and come through the door, "Where are you going, baby?"

"Is it not obvious? Also why do you care? You broke your promise to me, Nikki," he slings the backpack over his back.

I'm awestruck, "You're not leaving me! You promised me that you weren't leaving me!"

"Well," Jen states. "It's a night of breaking promises."

    I try to push back and I yell, "No! No! Don't leave me!"

"I'm going and that's that!" I pushes me away.

I run and follow him, "Jen! Please don't leave me! I love you! I'm sorry! I need you!"

"Nothing you say, Nikki, is going to make me stay," he puts his hand on the door knob.

I attempt to pull him away from it, "You're not leaving me! Are you expecting me to raise these kids by myself?"

"Get off me! Goodbye!" Jencarlos shrugs my grip off and walks out the door.

     Tears come streaming down my cheeks and I crumple onto the floor. I lean against the door and hold my knees against my chest. Why am I so stupid? One stupid question and now my fiancé has left me. I stay by the door for hours. Praying he'll come back.