Forever & Always

Chapter One

Chapter One

I gasp for air as I look down at the tiny white stick. Positive, I was pregnant; the first time we had sex, I got pregnant. I didn’t cry though – tears weren’t in my eyes, I was in utter shock this had happened. “Sam! Come here.” He opens the door so fast I know he had his hand on the knob waiting. “What’s going on Olivia?” He spotted the test and grabs it out of my hand, tears were beginning to form in his eyes; but they were good tears. He smiled the Sam smile towards me except much bigger, we hug for what seemed like an hour. We kissed deeply and he held me while my knees felt like Jell-o.

We heard the pitter patter of Bella’s feet stopping at the door. “Mommy, are you okay?” I look down at those big blue eyes; I walk towards her and kneel down to her “Yes sweetie, mommy is okay. Just feeling a little sick” she gets into her doctor mode like she did in the hospital with Sam. “Mommy follow me” she guides me back to the kitchen “Sit here” I do as she says; she is the doctor right now. She gets a glass of water with the help of Sam. “You have to drink this, and lay down okay? I know what I’m doing mommy.” I slightly giggle at her adorable serious tone. Sam had a smile on his face holding back his laugh since he was the nurse at the moment.

I lie down while Bella and Sam go out with his parents. I couldn’t believe I was pregnant, Bella was only five; it was good though. I wanted another kid, but this time I want a boy. I fell asleep on the couch at his parent’s house; I had an odd dream like I did last time I was pregnant. I was walking down the aisle in a beautiful white dress with everyone I love around me. I look up to see Bella just turning around from tossing flower peddles on the ground below my feet. I see Sam ahead of me in a black tuxedo with a small red rose pinned onto it. His hair was cut a bit shorter but it was still brown and curly like it was the day I met him at the dock. His smile was bigger than ever, his eyes were so lovely but then as I walked closer his body turned back into the Sam with bruises all over when I saw him in the hospital. My dream shifted from a wedding to a funeral in an instant – Sam was in the casket with his bruises peeking from the makeup they tried to cover them with. As they closed the casket I woke up screaming.

I was sweating and panting – that dream made no sense at all. I didn’t know what it meant. Just like the night my mind played tricks on me when I saw Sam at my bathroom door but he was really down in the street about to get hit by a car. I don’t want to lose Sam I thought; not right now, everything is going perfect. He was the peanut butter to my jelly, yes – I said it; I cannot believe I just compared Sam to food.