Notes From The Underground

CHAPTER TWENTYTWO

When she wakes up, her face is emotionless and she doesn't even look my way. I don't know why, but it makes my stomach feel uneasy. I shrug it off, not caring enough to give it more thought, trying to get on with my daily life. I don't have the answer anyways. I stand up, pulling on a shirt and going to take a shower. Water was always comforting to me, perhaps that's the only reason I motivated myself to shower at all. The warmth of water running over your skin, dripping off your fingertips and down your body. Something about it relaxed me, kept me calm. I wish I went swimming more, I used to love it as a child.

When I was younger, we had a pool in our back yard. My grandfather had bought it for us. Every time I got sad, or emotional at all, I would go swimming. This only worked in the summer, of course. Even so, those few months I got to spend in the water each year, were amazing and comforting. I miss the water.

I turn off the faucet, a towel around my hips as I stumble out of the bathroom. My vision is so blurry, and I have no idea where my glasses were at last. I make it to my room, drying my hair and searching for my glasses on our dressers and along the bed. Eventually I find them, putting them on and getting dressed quickly. Logan hadn't woke up yet, and I had no idea where Kendall had wandered off too. I made my way into the living room, scanning the house for any sight of her.

She's stood with the front door open, I walk over, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and kissing her cheek, seeing a man standing on our porch. I knew this guy. Mark. I was too tired to try and think why he could be stood here, so I let a look of confusion fall on my face and hoped he would just explain since we were both wordless. To our grace, he did.

"You two became a thing." He meant it to sound ironic I guess, but it came out like a question. I smirked. He was hoping it wasn't true.

"Yeah. For a little over a year now. Did you just get informed?" I asked, snarky. I was always a bitch when I was tired.

"Well..I had assumed after you both dropped out. You just went and stopped showin' up to school." He said.

"Yeah we didn't have much choice in that matter." Kendall said, she had her bitch voice going. My heart did the achey thing, this was why I fell in love with her. She's such a bitch when she wants. It's kinda hot.

"Why'd you drop out then?" He asked. I guess he really had no clue, I figured it'd be obvious. "You get knocked up or somethin' Ken?" He smirked, obviously joking. Way to go, Einstein.

"Actually yes." She said, without missing a beat, looking up at him with confidence. "Gabe, go make sure Logan isn't awake and needing us. I'll get him out of here." She said, nodding to me.

Usually, when a man is told to leave his girl alone with her ex, they reject the very thought of the suggestion. But as she stood there, Hand on her hip, her face riddled with annoyance, I figured it was a safe idea. I kissed her cheek again, asserting my dominance over him as any jealous boyfriend would, and walked off, to see if our son was still asleep. He wasn't, but he didn't mind. He didn't cry, just patently waited for us to come to him. He was already interesting as a person, at such a young age. I wondered if all kids were like that, or maybe I just had a dad complex where my kid is special. Who knows.

  I wish I had known it was bullshit.  

I lift him up, carrying him into the living room and bouncing him in my lap, listening to his coos and giggles. So easily entertained, like a dog. Note to self, don't compare your baby to dogs. Kendall is still on the porch with Mark, I debated going out to see if he was refusing to leave. But I knew Kendall could handle herself, I trusted her. Logan was looking up at me, a little grin plastered on his face. His brown hair were wavy, I was sure he was gonna have curly hair someday. I hoped so, it'd be cute.