Carousel ▷ Jerrie: TMD Sequel

7 / for you are so beautiful

"Six months. It's been six months since I last saw you awake. Six months since I last got to kiss you, hug you and tell you that I love you. It's been a while," I giggle as tears stream down my face. "I miss you. I pray for the day you finally wake up. But I have to wait," I smile. "It's not the same without you," I say as I take her hand and pressed my lips against her skin. "It was a lot of getting used to - waking up without you, not being able to tell you how great your pancakes were or how much I can't wait to have you back home after work. I've been working my bum off. Day and night to make sure we wouldn't lose what we have. There's been sleepless nights. But they're worth it. For you."

I bite my lip and watched her sleep peacefully. The time ticks and I don't have much time. I have to leave soon.

"There's been days where I couldn't stand being alone. I miss you. But I'm never really alone. Everyone has been with me. Luke helps me with work whenever he can, Lauren has me in and out of the studio to write stuff and add the fact that I actually recorded something for us," I laugh. "Zayn's been a goof like he always is. Making sure I have a laugh. He even gave me some money. I tried to deny it but he wouldn't. But it all adds up to what I have for you when we wake up. That day is something I've been planning for a while. And I can't wait to show it to you.  And your fans... they've been notning but supportive of me. I love you and I can't wait till you wake up."

I close my eyes and let my tears stream down my face. My tears fall and I wipe them away. I take my purse beside me and hung it over my shoulder as I stand from my seat. Leaning over, I press a soft kiss on her forehead before walking out the door and heading off.

When I get home I throw myself onto the bed. I stare at the ceiling and smiled as I rubbed my chest, "Mommy will meet you soon," I say softly. "She's gonna love you so so much." I add as I feel a tear leave the corner of my eyes. I feel a kick and I laugh, "You're excited too huh? I'm sure you are," I smile. "You're lucky you know. If you ever find yourself like me and your mom I promise you that you won't have to go through all the shit I did. You deserve better and I'm gonna give you that. And I'm sure mommy will give you that."

I close my eyes as I feel tiredness run through my entire body. Without another second passing I fall asleep.

When I wake up the next day my feet take me to the bathroom. I lean over the toilet bowl and let it all out. My bedroom door creaks open and I hear Luke, "Hey. I made you breakfast."

"You don't have to tell me," I laugh. "It's been six months I've gotten used to it you idiot." I say as I wipe the corner of my lips. The smell of pancakes fill the air and I smile.

"I'll wait outside. I think I might pass if I stay another minute in here." I roll my eyes at his words. "Lucas you're not even in the bathroom." I tell him.

"Still."

I roll my eyes again and listened to him leave the room. After everything was out and all over my toilet bowl I quickly cleaned up the mess, refreshed myself and changed into the outfit of the day. "Be a good girl today please." I giggle as I place my hand over my bump. I feel a kick and I laugh as I leave the room. Luke turns to face me and smiles. "How is she?" he asks. "She's doing amazing. She's kicking right now." I explain. A smile forms on his face. He takes his lip ring in between his teeth and scans my bump, "C-can I?" What did I do to deserve such a gentle and caring best friend like him. Nodding I say, "Course you can silly." 

He steps off from the couch and walks toward me. Slowly, he brings out his hand and places it over my bump. A soft laugh escapes his lips as she kicks again, "Oh my god," he says. "She's a strong one. Think I know where she got that from." he adds. I nod, "Of course me. Jade won't stand a chance. Have you seen the girl plank? Tragic." I answer as I shake my head. 

"Bella your mother is mean." he says. "Do not tell my child those lies." I say as I furrow my brows at the blue eyed boy. 

"Hush Edwards." he tells me. I laugh, "Don't hush me Hemmings. I'm older than you." I explain. He pouts and nods as he walks away to the kitchen were a stack of pancakes sits on the bench. The plate full of pancakes makes my mouth water. 

"You're welcome." he smiles.