Wishes

Chapter Twenty Five

15 years later.

The twins were grown into teenagers. They had beautiful blond hair, it was straight surprisingly. They had my green eyes and Kyle's freckles. I loved them endlessly. I was now 30, but I still looked like I did when I was younger.

"Momma, can you tell me about dad?" Eva asked me.

They never asked me questions like this and for all I knew they didn't really even know they had a dad.

"Um, well.." I began.

"I know he exists, we did learn things in health class. I never had someone to take to the daddy-daughter dance in first grade. Can't you just tell me the truth?"

"I haven't told any lies. If you really want to know the full story, I'll sit down with both you and Everleigh and tell you,"

She nodded and sat on our old grey couch. We lived in a new house, with my,. New husband. His name was Ryan. He was a rich entrepreneur and he accepted our small family for who we were, and now we have millions of dollars.

"Everleigh come here!" Eva shouted at her.

Our house was big and open so it echoed around. I went into my office and grabbed a photo book.

"Alright girls, you wanna know the story of your real dad, I'll tell you. Ryan is not your biological dad, I just married him."

"We know, and he made us rich, and now we can actually afford to do fun things!" Everleigh piped up.

"Listen, we do not talk that way. Yes Ryan has money and is successful but that is NOT why I married him, I married him because I love him very much, and also because he was the first man I loved after your father, so I knew he was the one for me."

Eva made some gagging noises as if to tell me it was too lovey dovey, but it was the truth.

"Anyways, your father and I met when we were in sixth grade. We became very good friends and we texted and called all the time. When we were fifteen, Kyle was diagnosed with Lung Cancer. He didn't know how much time he had left. I spent my days with him and we rarely got into fights, I went to all his chemo, and all his fluid draining appointments. And you know we are still very close to grandma and grandpa, and I was very close to them while he was going through all this. I went away for the summer to visit your Great Gran, and Great Gramps. I grew up on the farm and I decided to go back and help them out. I left Kyle behind in Gatlinburg, and set out to the ranch. When I came back, we met for lunch, and the same day he broke up with me. I was devastated. So being a rebellious teenager that I was, I decided to go out to the underage bar and get a few drinks. Apparently so did your father because we ran into each other there. Things got pretty heated and we ended up having sex in one of the back rooms at the bar. And that my girls, was where you were conceived."

"Mom, I cannot believe you had sex with a random guy at a bar," Eva crossed her arms.

"Listen, I was drunk, you two better not make the same mistakes I did when I was fifteen. Your father clearly didn't understand the whole protection thing. Anyways, I didn't even know it was his baby until two weeks later, I texted him and we decided to meet up not even knowing who each other was. So when he came up to me while I was sitting in the cafe, I was shocked. Instantly I knew it was his baby. We got into a big fight, and I originally wanted to be left with my pregnant self, and not have anything to do with him. He knew he was sick and that we may not live very long but he at least wanted to be part of your lives. When you two were born, we were very happy parents, and he loved you unconditionally. When you were one month, he passed away. I was devastated. I really wish you got to sincerely meet him, but I will leave you with this photo album, if you have any more questions, I will be in my room." I spoke and got up and left with tears in my eyes.

I walked down the long corridor and into our large master bedroom. Ryan was there getting dressed.

"What's wrong babe?" He asked.

"Nothing, I just, the girls wanted to know about their dad, and well, I told them." I flopped onto the bed.

"They did need to know at some point, Leah"

"I'm thirty years old and I don't even want to know, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be talking about him, I'm married to you now." I put my head into my hands,

"Hey, hey , no don't say that. He was your first love. But I am here now, and you're so safe with me. Don't cry Leah, it's not your fault."

I leaned my head onto his shoulder.

"I know. But if I hadn't been anxious enough to go to the bar and drink to take my mind away from everything, I wouldn't have had sex and gotten knocked up at 15. I would have rather had kids at this age while I'm financially stable, you know?" I wiped my tears.

"So you want a baby is what your saying?" He smirked and touched my stomach.

"I don't know Ryan. I'll think about it babe," I said and kissed him.

I walked out of the bedroom and saw the girls down the hall looking at the picture book.

"Mom, can you explain this picture" Eva asked me.

It was a photo of our little family living in our little apartment. Kyle was bedridden, and the girls were just one month. It was a selfie. I was holding up my hand to show off my engagement ring, and Kyle was holding the twins in the background on our bed.

"Well my girls, that is a picture of when your daddy asked me to marry him. A month before he died."

I missed Kyle. Him asking me to marry him was one of the best days of my life. But now I live in a huge house in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee. I am happily married to my amazing husband Ryan. I am no longer a Sinison but, a Young. Our family was beautiful. Ryan, Myself, and my daughters, Evangelina, and Everleigh. Although my life didn't turn out the way I had ultimately planned, I still ended up pretty damn good, if I do say so myself. We miss you Kyle, we really do. But I know you're up there, laughing at me for still not having watched Turquoise Waters and Amy's Ashes. I love you Kyle.

The End.