(Alison POV)
*The next day.*
"Em? Babe, we are going to be leaving in about 20 minutes to get to the airport 2 hours before the flight takes off at 4:00pm." I say.
"Okay, I'll be ready by then. I just want to finish this last load of laundry." She says.
"Okay, I'll help you." I say. We sit and fold our clothes and baby clothes.
"Look how cute these are!" I say, holding up a pair of footie pajamas.
"Awwh." I hear emily say.
"I love babies." I smile and say.
"Me too. Especially our babies." Emily says.
"I love you." I say and give her a small peck on the lips and going to put the laundry away.
"I love you too." I hear her say while sitting on the couch.
I got to thinking about Emilys pregnancy as I was putting the baby clothes away. Her bump is still really tiny, I mean she is only 5 months so I guess that's normal...
"Hey babe, maybe we could go a little maternity shopping while we're in rosewood?" I say.
"Yeah, sure. I'm going to need it soon." She says.
"Yeah. And we'll need to schedule a maternity photo shoot soon." I say.
"Damn... I love how 'mommy' you can get." She says.
"Mommy?" I ask.
"How you want to take care of us all the time. How you're always making sure I'm taking my vitamins and eating right. How you're always making sure everything is nice and clean even though the baby isn't here yet and trying to make everything perfect." She says.
"Usually it's the pregnant woman who does that. I think it's called nesting babe." I say with a chuckle.
"I know. I've read slot of things about pregnancy, Ali." She says.
"And so have I. Don't forget, I was once pregnant too." I say.
"How can I forget? That's such a huge thing in your life. Something that never completely heals." She says.
And she was right with that statement. I began to slowly break down. She wrapped me in a tight hug and held me. All I could think was....My baby....
"Shhh... it's okay...." She says.
"It's not. That was my first baby, Emily. I don't think I'll ever be okay after that." I say with tears streaming down my face.
"I know... I know...." she repeats softly.
"I always picture what my life would've been like if I did have a healthy pregnancy and baby. And that would've been amazing but that would've meant that I wouldn't have you, and I don't think I could deal with that. I wish I had both. Actually all three of you. You, and both of our babies." I say sobbing.
"How did you find out?" Emily asked softly while crying along with me.
"About the pregnancy or the miscarriage?" I ask with tears.
"Both." She says.
"I was 15 and at our cabin in Cape May with Cece, my parents, and Jason along with a few friends. I happened to meet Wilden there and I thought he was a nice guys. He asked me to be his girlfriend, and I said yes. Some things happened that night. Then, 8 days later I started getting morning sickness. I was 15 at the time so I honestly thought I had the flu, until a week later it wasn't going away. I then realized that one of the nights we had sex, he didn't pull out. I became really worried and firstly shared my suspicions with Cece. That night, we snuck out from the cabin and went to the nearest drugstore and got 3 pregnancy tests. We went back to the cabin and Cece and I went to my room which has a bathroom in it. Cece grabbed me one of the red plastic cups and I did my business in it, then we put all of the tests in it. We waited about 3 minutes and then right away the results showed. I was pregnant. I had mixed emotions. I was "queen bee" then. How was I to be queen bee pregnant? But also, I had the mother feeling. I thought to myself. 'Omg, you're pregnant. You're having a baby. You're a mommy. You're going to be a mommy! Omg!' Then I started crying. Mostly out of joy. Cece hugged me and the next day, I told my parents. They weren't necessarily happy about the situation but they left the decisions to me. That helped a lot and I decided to keep the baby. Then I was going to tell Wilden. When I got there and told him, he said if I didn't get rid of it that he would kill me and the growing baby inside of me. So I told him I would get an abortion when in reality I wasn't going to. I couldn't. I loved the baby too much to do that. A week later, I was feeling a little cramps and I made an appointment to see my OB/GYN and she said that everything would be okay, but to rest and eat healthy things. So I did. It wasn't enough, a few days later I endured very heavy bleeding, and then I miscarried. I felt so alone and honestly, you're the only one I wanted. After I miscarried was when I went 'missing.' I just had to get away from there. That town. All of those memories. You were the hardest one to leave behind." I say sobbing.
"I am so sorry, Ali. I love you so much. We need to get cleaned up though. We're have to catch our flight." Emily says and helps me up.
I calm down, fix my hair and make up and bring our things to the car.
We got to the airport with all our luggage and I put it on the luggage cart.
"Come On Babe!" I say to Emily.
"I'm coming. It's a little harder to get out of these things with a bump." She says.
"Wait till it gets bigger." I say. She chuckles and we wait for our flight.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter!! It was very hard to write, as I'm running out of ideas so I would really appreciate suggestions and would love it if you could tell me the direction in which you want to see this story go and I'll try to incorporate it! LOVE YOU GUYS!!💕
