Without You

Five

Knock Knock

I groaned. I checked my clock to see it was barely seven in the morning. I slipped on my house slippers and made my way to the front door of the apartment. Opening the door, my mom was standing with a large smile on her face and a small bag in hand. "Hey, honey."

I smiled and let her in. "Morning ma, what are you doing here do early?" She explained that she had caught a train early this morning. "You could've come later."

She explained that she had been watching Teagan and Rachel for the last two weeks. "I love my granddaughters but if I stayed any longer, I would've died." I laughed and hugged her. "I'll make some breakfast. Go back to sleep, you look like hell." I didn't object. I hadn't gone to sleep until late last night, reminiscing about Evan and I. As I passed a mirror in my room, I couldn't help but laugh at my appearance. My brown hair was in a nest which some would call a bun on the top of my head. I had remains of mascara underneath my eye as well as a streak of slob on the side of my mouth. Eww

***

I woke a few hours later to the scent of bacon. I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth and walked into the kitchen where my mom and Ian were talking. He sat at the island with an empty plate in front of him. My mom was leaning on the counter in front of him. "Hey guys. What are you guys doing without me?"

Ian hopped off of the bar stool and rushed to me, crashing his small body onto my leg. I bent down so I was at his level. "Hey baby. What have you been up to?"

He began explaining talking about how when he woke up he heard a noise in the kitchen and went to investigate to see it was my mom and they began cooking breakfast together. I smiled softly. "Really?" He nodded. I kissed his nose. "Did you brush your teeth?" He shook his head and before I could say anything else, he turned and began heading to the bathroom.

I stood and opened the microwave to see a plate for me. "Thanks, mom." I sat down next to where Ian was earlier. As I ate, I felt my mother's eyes on me. "What?"

She narrowed her eyes at me. "Why do you need time to watch Ian? I'm not complaining just... curious." She poured a glass of orange juice for me as she waited for my answer.

I sighed. "You were right." Just like you usually are. I added mentally.

She smirked. "Honey, I'm right about a lot of things. You're going to have to be clearer." I rolled my eyes, mentally of course. Despite being a grown adult my mother wouldn't hesitate to treat me like a teenager once more.

I swallowed my food before replying. "Evan had life insurance." She nodded her head and motioned for me to continue. "I went down to the office and my new agent told me that Evan is still alive." My mom's eyes widened in shock before her eyes began to flare.

"How dare they lie to us!" She grabbed her purse and headed for the door.

"Mom!" She turned around. "You can't fight all my battles. I'm not ten anymore." She sighed and set her purse down. "I'm going there this afternoon to talk to them. To find out why they would lie." And hopefully tell Evan about his child. I felt tears start to form and in a heartbeat, my mom was embracing me.

"It'll be all right, whether he wants to be in Ian's life or not." I nodded.

***

It was nearly six hours later when I had arrived at Evan's parent's house. Throughout the three hour drive, I couldn't help my multitude of emotions. As I thought about the last four and a half years that I had raised, I remembered the first time Evan I discussed our future kids.

I laid in Evan's bed, lying on my stomach as I watched him undress. "Do you want kids?" His movement stopped, frozen. Despite being together for three years, we had yet to talk about our distant future. Sure we knew that we were getting married but after that, we were unsure. "You want kids, right?"

I began to panic. I wanted kids. I wanted a large family but if Evan didn't want that then how would I live? Coming home to a house that would probably empty rather than a house of laughs and giggles. I loved Evan but to live the rest of my life in a house with him and I alone? I don't think I could do that. I snapped out of my thoughts when I felt a series of taps on my chin.

"Hey." His green eyes stared into mine. "Yes. I want kids. I want a large family and you as my wife." I smiled. "I'm sure they'll have your gorgeous smile, maybe even your nose."

"I want a baby boy that looks like you. Your eyes, your nose, your lips." I gently pressed my lips to his. When I pulled away, I saw a sparkle in his eyes. "But my ears, yours are too big." He touched his ears in embarrassment. "Don't worry, I still love you." We laughed and laid down on the bed, snuggling one another. "For some reason I imagine him being a sporty kid although I have nearly no athletic bone in my body. Perhaps, he'll inherit your charm. Hopefully not too much, I don't want him going around and breaking hearts like you did." Evan only smirked and pressed a butterfly kiss to my neck. I turned to face to see his. "What about you? A boy? A girl?"

It was silent for a few moments before he answered. "I want a baby girl. I want her to have your curly hair." He said so while putting his finger in between my tight curls. "You'd have to do her hair." He chuckled to himself. "Maybe my eyes, but your eyes are beautiful. I would love that as well." My eyes began to shut due to tiredness. It was nearly two in the morning and we both had to get up in a few hours. "She would be a socialite like her mother and creative. Maybe even become an artist, who knows? She would also be smart. She would get that from her mother. She would be so beautiful, not as pretty as her mother, though." I buried my head in his chest, hiding my face in his warm torso. "We will probably have to homeschool her or else boys will be over her like flies to poop." I laughed slightly.

I looked up into his eyes. "I can't wait until we have kids." I paused. "I love you, Evan Joseph Davenport." I faintly hear the same as I drifted into a comfortable sleep.

I stepped out of the car and looked out the house, I nearly hopped back in the car. I hadn't been here since five years ago when I was kicked out. It brought back many memories, not good ones either.