"Don't forget to get the milk."
"I got it-"
"And the eggs, but make sure they're not busted.
"Isabelle, I know how to grocery shop-"and we need donuts, lots of donuts-"
"I got this." Caleb kisses the top of my head before collecting his wallet and keys.
"Sorry, just growing up my mom couldn't trust my dad to go to the store. He always brought back things we didn't need."
"You just stay here and rest. I got this."
"You already said that."
"I know." His face hints worry and I give another speach about coupons.***
"-and they lived happily ever after." Caleb closes the book he was reading to our little girl; he always reads at least one book before the night is over.
"Do me a favor."
"Anything." He kisses my belly and meets my eyes.
"Teach her that fairy tales do come true; you just have to work hard for it. But don't let her work become her life. She needs family and love."
"Is this from experience?" Caleb asks, my cheeks reddening.
"You're my husband, and you still make me blush like a school girl." I hit him with the pillow next to me.
"I will never be ashamed of making you blush." He smiles, kissing my warm cheek.
"Yes, it's from experience." I laugh, giving my answer. He starts to attack me with kisses and tickles, resulting me in laughter.***
"I can't believe you let me eat a whole container of ice cream." I groan, feeling my stomach flip with disgust.
"You only let me eat it when you do, so I'm not gonna stop ya when you decide to eat it." Caleb piles another spoonful in his mouth.
"But now I feel miserable." I groan once more, before I let out a burp.
"You're manly."
"Uh huh. And?"
"You know what, you're more nuts than manly."
"I'm not nuts," I defend, standing up to get another container, already knowing I was going to regret it later. "I'm just pregnant."
"That's a poor excuse." Caleb teases as I secretly smile at my dorky husband.***
"There, I hope those make up for it." I speak aloud, almost as if he'd hear me. "They make it stand out." I smile. "Just watch out, you don't want to grab the attention of any of those troubled girls."
There's the silence. I sit down at the bench next to Troys grave.
"Ya know, roses are my favorite flower." No response. "Although I hate the thorns."
"I'm getting nervous..." I let out. I know it's lame, but I always come here to talk. "I'm twenty-six weeks," my voice shatters. "Rosa, my doctor, wants to enduce me at twenty-eight weeks. I have two more weeks with my husband... Two more weeks with my parents, and my brother. With Ella, Katie and Jackson..."
"I don't know how to be there for him... By him I mean your stubborn older brother. He's acting the same, but I know he's hurting. He won't talk to me, but I mean I don't expect him to. What are we supposed to do? Plan my funeral? Plan her first birthday party that I won't be here for? I want to talk to him about how he's gonna be okay if I... If I die... But I can't bring myself to bring it up. Leave alone the fact he won't let me talk to him. He falls asleep every night listening to her heatt beat, now how do I bring up the possibility of my dying there? I want him to know that his happiness is all that matters to me. I don't care if he falls in love again once I'm gone... It's hard to say out loud, but it's one hundred percent truth. I love him, and if that means making sure he knows he can move on after me then so be it."
I stand, making my way to the front of his grave.
"Troy," I clear my throat, "I wish I could've met you, but I guess it wasn't the right timing. I like to think that Caleb needed me to help him know it wasn't his fault for the accident. Even if I was late..."
I bent down lower, almost losing my balance. I fix the roses I just placed on the ground, making it look more presentable.
"I love you Troy. I wish you could be here to comfort Caleb, but it's okay. I know he's going to be just fine."***
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Thank You for reading!I couldn't think of any more moments... (Lol)
I'm getting really close to finishing it, but I don't know yet. I'm going to make another sequel which should be my last book. (In this series ^-^)- Emuna_Jasmine
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Love is Complicated
Teen FictionWarning: sequel to "Love is Hard" Isabelle and Caleb Thompson are pregnant. What happens when the chance of losing their child grows more and more everyday? What if it comes at the expense of someone else's life? Read to find out c: Cover done by: @...