I'll Walk To Heaven

Chapter 9

  The drive back to the hospital was a silent one. I was having trouble believing that I had really told him everything. It was difficult to find the right words at first, but eventually I got to talking and I couldn't stop. I have been bottling everything up for so long that I just opened the lid and let everything free. I don't regret it at all, I trust Isaiah and I know that he won't tell anyone without my permission. I'm just not sure if I want to go back to the hospital, I don't know what Tyler whispered into Momma's ear. I was silently hoping that he hadn't told her anything yet.
I mindlessly walked through the hospital and back to Momma's room. Tyler was sitting in the chair next to the bed, chattering away with her. I looked around and noticed that no one else was in the room except us, the boys and Papa had left.

"Papa and the boys went to Marissa's volleyball game," Tyler said answering my unasked question. I walked over to him and he put his arm around my waist. Which was kind of awkward because he was still sitting down. He motioned for me to lean down so I did.

"Can we tell her?" He asked. I knew that this was coming. Instantly my stomach tied into hard knots. I nodded my head hesitantly, pausing to think about it first. He saw me hesitate and rubbed the small of my back. 

"Momma, we have something to tell you," he took my hand and pulled me onto his lap. I couldn't stop the giggle that flooded out of my throat. Momma looked serious, but I could tell that she was excited. She wasn't the one to be worried about news, she gets excited and jittery instead. 

"Well don't leave me hanging!" She rushed. Tyler and I laughed and we shared a look with each other. I nodded to him, it was his mom, he should tell her. 

"Sam's pregnant," he said. Both of us knew the reaction, but that didn't stop the smile that spread across my face. I could see her face light up from behind her eyes. She smiled so widely that I thought her head was going to rip in half. She squealed in delight, playfully slapping Tyler's hand as she scooted up further into a sitting position.

"Oh my goodness!" She exclaimed. "How far along are you?" She asked after finally taking in a deep breath after her little episode. Tyler and I both laughed before I could catch my breath to answer her question. 

"Almost four months," I replied. I looked down to my little bump. It was easily undetectable because of my loose hoodie, you could only see it if you knew it was there. I hadn't really been paying too much attention to how big it was truly getting, before I know it it's going to be the size of a beach ball. 

"That's not it though Momma," Tyler added. Momma almost looked concerned as she darted back and forth between the two of us. She nodded her head so that we could proceed.

"It's twins," I finished. Her mouth dropped for a second time, another squeal followed. She reached out her long skinny arms for a hug. I got off of Tyler and reached down to hug her.

"You're going to be a great momma," she whispered in my ear as she rubbed my back. I could practically hear the confidence in her voice. She didn't seem concerned that we were so young, but I knew that she wouldn't. All babies are blessings, they come for a reason. That's what she lives by.

We pulled away so that Tyler and her could hug, too. She planted a kiss on his cheek before he could pull away. He sat back down and motioned for me to come back over to him. 

The only problem now is I don't know if we should tell her about what happened to me. We weren't going to do it now, I knew that much. I already told Isaiah today, and today hasn't been a good day for me anyway. I believe that Momma and Papa deserve to know just as much as my parents do. They were like my parents. I just need time. I leaned into Tyler and nuzzled my head into the crook of his neck. He instinctively started playing with my hair, I felt the smooth vibration of his voice as he talked to Momma.