Tayvin | Better Than This

25 》I don't want a baby

Leah's POV

When we got home from Aunt Karlie's house mommy carried me to her room and we cuddled and watched cartoons. My favourite is spongebob because it makes me laugh. Mommy wasn't laughing much though.

"Why are you sad, mommy?" I ask her.

"I'm not sad baby, why do you think that?" Mommy asks, running her hands through my hair.

"You just look sad, mommy."
Mommy sighs and pulls me closer.

"Mommy is just a little worried about some things but please remember that you make mommy very very happy and she loves you very very much and you are in no way what is making her worry." Mommy rambled. I notice a couple tears fall down her cheeks and I wipe them away with my thumb. I don't like it when mommy is sad. Mommy makes me happy so I want to make mommy happy too.

"Okay. You gonna watch spongee Bob with me now, mommy?"

"Of course I'll watch spongebob with you, baby"

Me and mommy cuddle lots whilst watching TV. I like it when it's just me and mommy. I love daddy too, but it's nice to have mommy time. 

Whilst laying there I start to wonder what is making mommy worry. I know that if I don't ask mommy this now, it's going to bug me so I decide to go ahead and just ask.

"Mommy, if it's not me that's making you worry, then what is?"

Mommy hesitates before turning off the tv and re-adjusting my position so that I am on her lap and facing her.

"This isn't something I can tell you without Adam- I mean daddy, here..." Mommy says.

"Why? What is it?"

Mommy still doesn't answer and I can see her fighting back tears.

"DADDYYY!!!" I scream. Mommy said that daddy has to be here so she can tell me. "DADDYYYYYY!!!" I scream again.

Daddy comes rushing in.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

Adam's POV

I burst into the room after I heard Leah scream for me. After asking what's wrong, panic washes over my face when Taylor breaks down into sobs. I walk over and sit on the bed, wrapping my arms around her.

"What's wrong, babe? " I ask her. I attempt to say this calmly, although the panic is evident on my face. When I don't get an answer other than her cries I turn to Leah.

"Hey bug, why'd you call me?" I say softly whilst Taylor tried to muffle her cries but fails miserably; they just get louder.

"Mommy said that she couldn't tell me what was making her worried without you here, daddy."

I frown and look Taylor in the eyes. All I can see is fear. She scared and she's trembling in my arms.

"Babe..." I start to say.

"I'm scared, Adam! I-I don't want a baby!" She says in between her cries. I catch a glimpse of Leah and when I turn fully to face her, she has also started crying. She jumps down from the bed and runs off. I get up and quickly scoop her up before she makes it out the bedroom door.

"Why are you crying, Leah? What's wrong?"

"MOMMY DOESN'T WANT ME!" She screams, tears flooding down her soft little cheeks. I keep my grip on her tight but she's violently trying to break free of my grasp. Taylor starts to sob louder but I can tell she's doing everything within her power to stop. She doesn't want Leah to see her like this. She doesn't want Leah to see her when she's at her most vulnerable state.

Taylor and I had agreed we wouldn't tell Leah about the baby yet. We hadn't told family or friends yet either. Taylor seemed to still be hoping that this isn't something that was actually happening. Trying to break free from the reality that she's pregnant. Desperately hoping she isn't actually carrying our child.

I carry Leah out of the room and into her room. I bounce per in my arms whilst placing kisses on her forehead.

"It's okay. You're okay, Leah." I whisper into her ear, hoping she'll calm down.

Once she has stopped screaming and making noise all that's left are tears quietly making their way down her face. She whispers, "No-one wants me," so that it is barely audible.

I don't know what to say. It's not fair she has to go through this. It's not fair she has to think like this. I want to break down into tears. To scream and cry over why life couldn't be easier for us as a family. Why we couldn't be one happy family.

I couldn't cry though. Not now. Not when the two people that matter most to me in this world are at their worst.

"Leah, I love you so so so much. Mommy loves you lots too but mommy is a little sick right now so we're going to have to let her rest, okay?"

"I'm mommy's baby. Mommy doesn't want me! That's what she said!" The little girl cried.

I couldn't tell her about Taylor's pregnancy. Not now. It wasn't the right time and I especially couldn't do it without telling Taylor.

"How about we go back to mommy and I'll show you how much she loves you and that she wasn't talking about you when she said she didn't want a baby?"

Leah nods reluctantly and I lift her into my arms and walk back into the master bedroom. I swing the door open to a red faced Taylor laying on the bed. 

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