❝I wanna tell you how
how I feel but I'm scared
of being hurt again, scared
of you not feeling the same
and scared of falling harder.❞
In which a husband and wife finds themselves torn apart, only to be brought back together again.
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❝I just... didn't expect this.❞
Scarlett's POV
It was four in the morning. All night I had tossed and turned, trying to find he right position to sleep and stop the baby from kicking.
It wasn't working.
Benedict was always of course snoring next to me. I think he was pleased to be back in a proper bed, where the mattress was as soft as a cloud.
Although, his particular time, he had shuffled the sheets and opened his eyes.
"Scar?" He murmured and I turned my head to the left.
"Hey... Sorry... Did I wake you?" I asked, biting my bottom lip.
"No... I... It just is weird to be sleeping here again." Benedict caressed my cheek, smiling. "A good weird though..."
"Good." Squeezing his hand that was on my cheek, I slowly get out of the bed.
"Wait, where are you going?" I take a deep breath for a moment, concentrating on my breathing.
"I'm going to do downstairs, see if I can sleep properly if I tire my eyes out." Reaching for my sleeping gown, I slipped it on and opening the door, making my way downstairs.
For some reason, I felt as if my body wasn't comfortable.
Sooner or later, I had reached into the freezer and grab the box of strawberry ice cream.
It was labelled. I mean, I had carvings, and this was one of them. Damn, I loved strawberry ice cream.
I even had a special spoon I'd eat it with.
I sat on the sofa and placed the tub on my baby bump, licking the ice cream off of the spoon. It was pure bliss.
The TV has Just My Luck on. I loved that movie!
So, I sat downstairs for a while, and watched it. But not long later, I look to my left and Benedict stood here- rubbing his eyes like a little boy.
"You still down here?" He asks.
"Yes." I say muffled, with a heaped spoon of ice cream in my mouth.
Making his way next to me, he drops himself onto the sofa and extends his arm over my shoulder.
"Cravings?"
"Cravings." I respond and give him a mouthful of ice cream too. He tightened his hands into fists and held his head.
"Ah! Brain freeeeeze!" He quickly swallowed it and exhaled deeply. I giggled beside him. "Oh... That was crazy."
"I know..." I wipe the back of the spoon on his boss, smiling.
"I haven't seen that smile since yesterday. Nine hours ago, in fact." He leans forward. "What's wrong baby?"
Sighing, I answer him.
"I... I don't know." Picking up the tub, I plonk it beside me. "Suddenly, it feels different... Having another baby. After everything that has happened between us. I... I planned on a abortion to begin with..." He frowned.
"Why?"
"I hated you." I took a deep breath. "And how... you're back, I don't know what has happened... If feel weird for me too." Benedict placed his hand onto my leg. I looked at him.
"I get it. After everything that has happened, I get it. You've had anger boiling up and suddenly it has stopped. But I meant what I said. We will get through with this baby. Together. I promise."
"You do?"
"I do." He holds my hand. "... To love and to cherish... Till death do us part."
