Mistletoe

Epilogue

Everybody gets high sometimes, you know
What else can we do when we're feeling low?
So take a deep breath and let it go
You shouldn't be drowning on your own

-Cold Water

Mistletoe has ended. Don't fret, I have another book. 'Lipstick Stains' It's still under construction. It's a maybe book. Maybe published, maybe not.

Happy readings for da last time.

'OH SHIT, AIDEN!' I hollered as I stared at the wet puddle on my white tiles. Aiden came rushing in with a phone stuck to his ear. He was busy on the phone, giving orders to his secretary.

'Holy fuck. Sorry Hannah, yeah. Mhmm. Bye.'

He dropped his phone and ran towards me.

'Um, I'll get the bag, call the parents on the way. He carried me as Evangeline came trotting out. 'What's wrong, mummy?' My 2 year old girl asked me, her forehead crinkling. 'Can you call grandma, tell her mummy's water broke.' She gasped as she held the phone to her ear.

'Where's your bottle? Stefan has some duct tape!' She ordered as my 3 year old son came walking in.

'Oh hell mum, is your water breaking?' His blue eyes shone as he raked his black hair. 'Normally I would say no cussing, but no shit sherlock! What do you think I'm doing, taking a shit?' I laughed as he carried Evangeline and took her downstairs.

Aiden buckled me in as I screamed, my stomach squeezing in pain.

'Hewo? Geema? Mum's water broke and she needs duct-'

'Give me the phone.' Stefan groaned as snatched the phone off her.

'Grams, mum's having a baby. Yep. Okay bye.' Stefan pinched his sister softly, 'that's how you do it.'

I squeezed Aiden's hand tightly. 'My bet's a boy.' Aiden chuckled.

'Do shut up.'

'We're here.'

He quickly carried me to the birth area.

Here we go, again.

***

I carried my baby as Aiden kissed my forehead. 'I told you.' I kissed Tyler's soft head as he gurgled. Evangeline snuggled next to me and wriggled her finger in front of Tyler. 'He's so cute.' She gushed as Stefan held Tyler. 'I can't wait to beat you up.' He chuckled.

I rolled my eyes. 'No more babies, mum?' Evangeline asked, her eyes glistening.

'No more. We're complete.'

'We love you, mum and dad.' Stefan said as he kissed his sister's forehead.

***

14 years later.

(Evangeline is 16, Stefan is 17 and Tyler is 14.)

Their older selves are below their younger selves.

'Mum!' Evangeline groaned as she ran down the stairs, Stefan and Tyler snickering behind her.

'What happened?' I sighed as I continued stirring the food.

She pointed to her messy hair. In fact, it looked like a bird's nest, no offence.

'Tyler and Damon happened!' She groaned, as the boys came running down.

'What'd we do?' They whistled simultaneously as Evangeline glared at them. 'Go tell your father.' The three teenagers stomped to his office. After 3 minutes, screams of accusations echoed around the house.

'You three only have each other. Be nice.' The three teenagers apologized before exiting. Evangeline now had bouncy curls as the Tyler shoved his hands in his pocket.

'Fuck you Stef. And Tyler? I'm telling your crush Vivanne, you have herpes.' Evangeline smirked before running upstairs shaking Tyler's phone.

Tyler patted his pocket and raked his dirty blonde hair. 'What? That's not even true.' He said, exasperated.

'Vivianne says you're a disgusting man whore.' Evangeline hollered as Tyler growled.

'Oh it's on.'

It definitely is.

THE ENDDDDD. HAHAHAHHAHA BYE BYEEE.