A Falice Story

4. Resist

Hey, everyone! Sorry I haven't updated in awhile! I just got home from a trip, and I definitely plan to add more chapters soon! This part got a little lengthy, but bare with it. 💗

I wake up to the alarm on my phone instead of a nightmare, which I'm grateful for. FP stirs next to me and eventually wakes up while I reach for my phone. "Good morning beautiful." I shut the alarm off and roll over to face him, "Good morning," I gently kiss him. "Are you feeling any better?" He places a hand on my stomach and gently rubs. "Definitely," I look up at him with a huge smile and press my nose against his cheek.

He gives me a kiss and gets out of bed to get ready for work. Andrews Construction was back in full force, and Fred immediately rehired FP to keep and eye on things--especially the younger guys. He's been working long hours the last couple months, so I haven't gotten to spend as much time with him as usual--but I will admit, he sure does look good in a hard hat. 

I throw on my bathrobe and make my way downstairs. To my surprise, Betty and Jughead had already made themselves breakfast. "Oh, so my breakfasts aren't good enough for you anymore?" They roll their eyes and Betty moves to put her bowl in the sink. "Mom, don't worry, you'll always be the queen of breakfasts." I smile, pouring myself orange juice and sitting across from Jughead. "Betty and I are tutoring some of the Serpents. They have to pass chemistry and it's not looking too bright at this point," he sighs, "So we're meeting them early this morning--we have a test at 1:00." 

"That's really nice of you two," I commend them, in the middle of deciding what to eat. They smile, putting books into their bags and picking up their jackets. FP wanders downstairs dressed for work. He looks so good. "Where are you two running off to so early?" Jughead turns to his dad, "Betty and I promised to help Sweet Pea, Fangs, and the rest of the crew pass chemistry." FP grins, "Well good luck with that." Jughead groans, running his hand through his dark hair, "Thanks, Dad. We're gonna need it." 

"Oh, Jug--I know with everything going on yesterday, we didn't get a chance to look at your bike, but I'll take a look at it tonight." He nods, "Great. We'll be home right after school today." FP says goodbye to them as they close the door behind them. As soon as I know the kids are gone, I'm in his arms, passionately kissing him. 

"Whoa, whoa, babe! What did I do for this kind of treatment?" he smirks. "As soon as you came downstairs-- God, I just wanted to attack you!" I explain, breathlessly, as he places me on the counter in front of him. "Can't say I mind this new Alice," he laughs. I groan, "Yeah, but will you be able to handle nine months of this new Alice?" 

FP kisses me, gently putting me down. "I'll love you no matter what Alice I get." I wrap my arms around him and look up, meeting his gaze, "Well, what about when I have weird cravings in the middle of the night?" He kisses me, "I'll get you whatever you want." I smirk, "I should get that in writing...what about if I'm sick all night long?" 

He tucks my hair behind my ear, "I'll hold your hair back and stay with you all night." I rest my head on his chest, "Will you still love me when I'm moody and fat?" He tips my chin up to look at him, "Yes, and you'll be beautiful," he kisses me, "I hate leaving you, but I gotta get to work, Ali." I give him one last kiss. "Okaaaay," I whine, "I'm going to look into making a doctor's appointment for sometime this week." He nods, opening the front door, "I'll be there," he smiles, giving me another quick kiss, "Bye, Ali." 

"Have a good day babe," I close the door behind him, making sure I lock it. I was pretty on edge after finding that note yesterday, and I can't be too careful--especially now. I go upstairs to get ready for the day. I pull my satin nightgown over my head and pass by the mirror, stopping to look at my stomach. I hadn't even noticed the slightest little bump that was starting to form. I smile and cup my hand under it. I still feel like it isn't real. I slip on a skirt and blouse and start on my hair and makeup. My mind wanders to the baby and the note I found yesterday and I start to tear up. I just want this baby to be healthy and to grow up in a safe home. After everything that the girls and I went through, I just can't imagine it happening all over again.