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(Ava is 11 weeks and 4 days into her pregnancy)


Ava's Pov


I was getting ready to go back to work at the hospital this morning. The boys and I had a long talk about me leaving the hospital and finding a new job, but I have 2 sons counting on me plus with a new baby on the way I need a good paying job and what I do at the hospital does pay me really good. 

I just got done getting dressed. I was putting on a little make up on. This pregnancy has been one of the best one's I've ever had. My morning sickens is gone now, my baby bump is growing like it should. Everything is going good for the boys and I. I just wish my Brantley was still here with all of us. What happened to Brantley still kills me and I still cry myself to sleep most night, but I have to be strong for my sons and this baby. 

I walked out of the bedroom and walked into the kitchen. I looked over at the clock and saw it was already 5:32 in the morning. I have to be at the hospital at 6. I'm working 6 to 3 today and then for the next 3 days I'm on 2 in the afternoon until 11 at night. I hate doing the 2nd shift, but someone has to do it. 

I grabbed my purse, my coffee cup and my car keys and I was out of the door heading to my Tahoe. This will be my first day back from work in a long time. In some way I'm a little nervous again. But I got bills to pay and mouths to feed. I'm just glad that my mom is still here with all of us. For once she is acting like a mother to me and a grandmother to her grandsons. 

As I was driving to the hospital, with every thing that has happen I forgot all about my husband sleeping with my best friend. Monica has tried to call me a few times, but I don't answer her calls at all. I don't have nothing to say to her. I don't even want to look at her face no more. She is no longer my friend nor my sister no more. If I see her at the hospital I will walk away from her. That friendship is over. 

I walked into the locker room at the hospital. When I got there most of my co workers just looked at me. I smiled at all of them, and walked over to my locker so I can put my purse in it. I was getting my cellphone out when two ladies that worked in the kitchen walked over to me. 

"Ava." Mrs. Walker called on me. I turned around so I could look at her. 

"Hello Mrs. Walker. Hi Rose." I said to both of them. Mrs. Walker grabbed my hand and held on to it. 

"I'm so sorry for what has happened to you. If you need anything, and I do mean anything at all please call me. Us widows need to stay together." Mrs. Walker said to me. I smiled at her. 

"Thank you." I said to her. 

"You are in my prays as well as your sons." Rose said to me. She is a middle age woman. I looked up at Rose. 

"Thank you. Both of you." I said to her. 

"Well, come on dear we need to get to work. Have a good day Ava." Mrs. Walker said to me. I watched as they both walked out of the locker room. 

"Sweet women." I said to myself. After I was all done getting the few things that I need from my locker, I was about to leave. 

"How sweet? Ava Gilbert looses a fucking husband and everyone is all for her. What about me?" I stopped dead in my tracks. I looked behind me and saw Monica standing there with a few of the other nurses, that I don't talk too at all. 

"What are you talking about?" I asked her. 

"You. How pathetic are you? Yes Brantley died. So what? It's not like you cared about him." Monica said to me. 

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