And One Reason Alone ... Maybe (Jack's POV)

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There's no way I could thank Pete and Patrick enough for this. After all the shit I've been putting all of them through, I'm surprised they let me. I must have proved to Pete how much I love her. I really do love Emily to death. I don't want to be with anyone else besides her for the rest of my life. I was just being a stupid asshole when I yelled at her. I had no right to do that to her. She didn't deserve it. 

I was thinking of all of the things I could say to her once I got into her room, if she was awake. I had to apologize. I had to. I feel so bad. It's the least I could do, but who's to say she's going to believe me? I really hope she does. I feel so bad about how I acted towards her. I was raised with and abusive mother, so I knew everything that happened - including the yelling and screaming - was wrong. I promised myself I'd never do anything to Emily, but I broke that promise and I don't know if I can forgive myself.

I stopped walking and stood in front of Emily's door. I took a deep breath, then turned the handle. The door opened and Emily was laying in a hospital bed. She was hooked up to a few things, but not many. Her wrists and inner arms were bandaged up, and the only sound in the room was the sound of the heart monitor. I walked inside and closed the door behind me. I made myway over to the side of her bed and took her hand gently in mine.

"D-Daddy?" Emily asked, turning over on her side.

"No," I said, then she blinked her eyes open. 

"Jack," she said, giving me just a small smile.

"Oh god, I'm so glad you're ok," I breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

"Pete came and got me after what happened," I said. 

"Oh," she said. "I-I'm sorry."

"Emily, if anyone should be sorry here, it's me, ok? I had no right to yell at you like I did. You didn't deserve it. I should have sat down and talked to you about everything the moment we came home from the hospital back in Hawaii, but I couldn't wrap my head around everything that had happened. Here, you wake up and say that you're bleeding and having pains, then the next minute, we're being told you had a miscarriage. I couldn't even fathom that you were pregnant, but when I was sitting at home after you left, Alex came over. We talked about it, then he left. After he left, I started thinking about it all again, seeing it in a different way. Em, you were going to have a baby! You and I would have a child! How cool would that have been? I started thinking about when we do actually have kids, how happy Pete and Patrick are going to be about being grandparents, how happy Jaimee is going to be that she's an aunt, how happy Ethan is going to be because he's an uncle, and then how happy you and I will be. We'd be parents. We'd be responsible for a new life that we created. You and I, Em, we'd bring a new life into this world. Together. Just the two of us. We'd have a beautiful family. 

Basically my point is is that I am so incredibly sorry for yelling at you. You were obviously under a lot of stress and I just added to that like an idiot. You didn't need that. I should stayed with you and talked about it with you. I shouldn't have let you leave with the weight of the world on your back. You've always been stronger than that, but with all that happened, you broke down, and it was my fault, because I was a dick. If I hadn't been so blind to everything, maybe we wouldn't be here right now. Maybe you'd be in my arms in our bed or something, and maybe we'd be talking about what happened. But no. I had to go and be a dick and just make everything else go downhill.

Emily Mae, I love you so fucking much, it hurts, and I don't want to love anyone else this much. All of the love I have in my entire body goes to you, and only you, and that's how it's always going to stay. You mean the entire world to me, the entire galaxy! I will tell you everyday how much I love you if it's the last thing I do. I will even sing to you everyday if it'll take away the pain! I'll be the last damn kid still kicking that still believes in you until the day I die. Emily, when the world gets too heavy, please, put it on my back. You know I'll always be here for you, and that's never going to change. Emily, I love you and I need us to be ok again, I need you to be ok, and I need you to never stop being the amazing woman that you are and have been all these years," I explained, never letting go of her hand.

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