Happily Ever After? / A Joey Graceffa Fan Fiction

Ch.3 Assumptions

Ch.3 (Joey’s POV) Around 8 months later:

Caroline and Adrian had their two babies a couple months ago and named them Brandon and Kennedy. After the babies were born Annabelle and I took a trip back to her hometown to meet them. It was a happy yet sad occasion.

Things between Annabelle and I had changed since the miscarriage. She was no longer the positive, caring girl I had fallen for. She had become sad and unemotional. Sure she could hide it from her friends and family but I knew she still wasn’t okay.

    We also hadn’t really talked about what happened. I wanted to bring it up, but I wasn’t sure how and I was starting to get worried about Annabelle. She didn’t seem to be getting out of her depression. I saw a therapist once and I was starting to think it might help Annabelle to see one too, even if it is only one time, just to sort out her feelings. I just wanted her to be happy. I decided I would bring it up tonight.

(Annabelle’s POV) That Night:

I had just gotten home from work and Joey already had dinner ready. I was sitting across from Joey at the kitchen table with Emma beside both of us. I could tell something was up with Joey. He kept looking up at me from across the table and when I would look at him he would look away almost instantly. I decided to ignore him.

I was always one to jump to crazy conclusions, though. I knew that things had not been the same between us since the baby died. My mind instantly jumped to the conclusion that he was leaving me. My heart started to race a little at the thought of it. I tried to forget about what happened and return to how I used to be, I really had. I was afraid the old me was too far gone now. I wanted to move on from this but I wasn’t sure how, I thought that time healed things like grief, but it had been months and I couldn’t get passed this.

I didn’t want to lose Joey, but I didn’t think it was fair to put him through this either when he could be happy with someone else. I was already depressed, I might as well be a little more depressed. Anything so he could be happy again.

Joey looks at me again. I can tell he has to tell me something that he can’t say in front of Emma. It can’t be good.

Later That Night:

    I am sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for Joey to come in from tucking in Emma.I hadn’t changed into my pajamas like I usually do, instead I had packed some of my clothes so I could leave tonight. The suitcase was sitting behind the door.

    I hear Joey come in and look up from the bed at him. He gives me a weird look.

    “You’re not in your pajamas?” He half asks, half states. I ignore it.

    “Joey, do you need to tell me something?” I ask. His face is suprised for a moment then turns into a small frown.

    “Um, yes, actually. I am not sure how to put it…” He says.

    “Let me make it easy. You want me to leave.” I say.

(Joey’s POV)

    I stand there in shock by Annabelle’s words for a few seconds. How could she think that? I walk over to her and kneel in front of the bed. I then grab her hands.

    “Annabelle, How in the world could you think that?!” I ask her.

    “Because Joey, You aren’t happy with me anymore, I have changed too much. You know things aren’t the same anymore..” She says sadly.

    “Listen to me.” Her eyes are looking down so I take my hand and lift her chin till her eyes meet mine. “I am never leaving, ever. Not If you pushed me out of this house and told me you hated me! Annabelle, I love you as much as I did when I married you and we will be together through this.”

    Her eyes start to well up with tears.

    “Joey, are you sure?” She asks in a shaky voice.

    “I have never been more sure of anything.” I say. Then I sit  down next to her and pull her into a hug. After a few moments we separate.

    “What were you going to tell me then?” She asks. I had almost forgotten.

    “Annabelle, I think it would help if we went to some couples counseling.” I tell her. “I just think that we need to talk to someone about the miscarriage.”

    “We can try it.” She tells me. I hugged her again and think about how she thought that I was going to ask her to leave.

    “Did you really think I was going to leave?” I ask her. She looks at me sadly then stands. What is she doing? I watch her as she walks over to the door and pushes it closed. Then she looks down. I follow her eyes down to a suitcase. My heart felt  like it had crumpled in that moment.

    I stand and walk over to Annabelle without saying a word I take her hands and entwine my fingers into them. Then I pull her close and kiss her slowly. We kiss for a while, then I pull away.

(Annabelle’s POV)

    I look at Joey confused as he pulls away. He looks back at me with a smirk and reaches over to lock the door. I realized in those couple of moments that this was the closest I felt to normal in a long time and that I was so lucky to have a husband like Joey. He then pulls me back into his wonderful arms.