Miracle

(24) Waiting game

Currently on my way to the beach. Sitting in this car is actually hurting my ass. So, I kept myself busy by writing this chapter. Its not very interesting but its honestly better than nothing. The next chapter is going to be better. Uhm.... I can't think of anything else to say. Oh, it's nor edited so comment if you see a mistake and I can possibly fix it. Okay? I'm gonna go now! Byee

~Gracey

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Today was one of my last checkups on my wound and they said it was mostly healed and that I can begin doing my every normal day routine.

I slid down in my seat and let out a comfortable sigh, "it feels so good to be back to normal"

Aaron looked at me with a grin, "Now we can do all kinds of things"

My eyes went wide as he winked at me, fucking pervert.

I shook my head in a disappointing manner, "You're nasty"

We both couldn't help but laugh, "I know"

He laid his big hand on my thigh and squeezed it slightly. I just couldn't help but get butterflies every damn time he touched me.

"So, what are we going to do when we get home?" I asked putting my hand over his.

He looked at the road with a smile on his face, "we aren't exactly going home yet"

I furrowed my eyebrows together confused, "What do you mean?"

"We aren't going on yet. Just give me a second"

I turned my head from him and looked out the windshield. The big question here, is what the hell does he have planned now?

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I ended up falling asleep in the car. Aaron woke me up when we were outside a huge store. You wanna talk about confused? Because, I indeed was confused.

"What are we doing?" I asked stepping out of the car.

"You have 2 thousand dollars just foe clothes for yourself. I sighed up for a grant thing where people in need, and you are in need. These people earn money and send it to whoever needs if. They sent 2 thousand just for you and one thousand for each of the other kids. They also sent a thousand dollars for food." He shrugged his shoulders as if it was nothing.

But this is practically the best thing that has happened to me in a while, "Thank you"

I held out my hand and pulled him close to me, "Thank you so much Aaron. I don't know what I would do without you"

A smile grew on his face. He leaned in and kissed me softly, "You're my firefly. I have to do whatever I can to make your light stay shining."

He just had a way with words, and I probably look like an idiot right now. But, I couldn't help but cry. It wasn't a sad lonely cry. It was a happy 'oh my god he's the best' cry.

You get my drift?

"Listen. You and those kids mean more to me than I had ever imagined they would. Everyday I walk into that house I get attacked with smiles and just pure happiness. You guys deserve everything you can get. I don't want to treat you all like a charity case because I know you guys work too hard to be treated or called that. By me saying you guys deserve everything you can get, I'm meaning the happiness. The love and support of people who love you. That, my firefly, is why I did this for you all. It's not because I knew you couldn't do it by yourselves, but, because you guys deserve happiness and even a fresh start. So, when we get home tonight we are throwing all your clothes away and you are putting new clothes in our closet and in your dresser."

I didn't reply, I just wrapped my arms around his waist and just stood there. This boy makes me beyond happy, and he doesn't judge who I am. I've never shared my life with someone before, and for this being my first time I found someone who doesn't fail to amaze me everyday I wake up.

"Now, let's go get you some new clothes" he whispered pulling away and grabbing my hand. He walked me into the store and over to the juniors section and began picking out smalls.

I didn't exactly know what to do. I've never really done this before.

"Uh, Aaron?" I asked moving closer to him.

"Yes babe?" He asked looking towards me.

"I don't know what size I wear"

He nodded his head, "that's okay. They have a dressing room for you to try some stuff on. We will try smalls first and in jeans maybe a 4? That should work"

I agreed with him and began going through some clothes. I found a few cute shirts that I wouldn't mind wearing, and Aaron found a bunch of stuff and put it in the buggy. I likes this, getting to pick out some clothes for myself.

"Can I go try these ones on?" I asked Aaron as I stuck my few shirts in the buggy.

"Yes ma'am"

I looked around the room in search of a dressing room. When I spotted it I trudged towards it pulling the buggy behind me.

I walked in behind the closet and looked at my thin self. I have long legs and that makes me look a little more evened out. But, I'm still skinny.

Whenever Aaron and I first became friends I was probably in a extra small shirt and in pants, probably around a 2. He's made me gain weight. By weight, I'm meaning pounds.

I tried on the first few shirts and they looked really nice. I decided on making a pile that were a definite yes and the maybe's and no's when in another pile.

By the time I finished going through one buggy Aaron brought more for me to try on. After I finished going through them, I probably had around 32 shirts and like 10 pair of pants.

The plus side with this store is everything is extremely low priced. The highest price I found was like $10. So yeah I got a lot of shit.

I piled the stuff I was getting into the buggy and went towards the bra and underwear section. I picked out a good big of underwear and like 4 bra's. This right here was the life. The life of me starting over. Not completely over yet, but I'm starting over. My spirit needs to be better for not only myself but mostly for the kids.

I talked to my lawyer and she went to the first court trial without me because I was still on bed rest and no able to make it. She told me it went pretty well and that they are really considering me keeping the kids.

She also told me this was going to be a short process because they deal with stuff like this everyday.

Now I just have to wait patiently for that one phone call to get me into the court room and for them to tell me the kids are mine.

After all, my mom was put in a rehab facility. She is no longer out on the streets. The locks on the doors work like a champ. She tried getting in a few times but she didn't succeed.

It's all a waiting game.