These Four Walls

8

Myself and Tannar are staring at the white stick in my hands. The two pink lines etched in my mind forever. I sigh and lay back on the bed, turning to face the wall. "I'll have to turn down that offer of being in the play next year." I say as Lannan enters the room and sits beside me. "How come?" He asks me, a slight sense of worry in his voice. "Because no where in the play does it say that Juliet is pregnant." I whisper, choking back tears. "There's always next ti--- what??" Tears start falling down my already damp cheeks as I feel an arm around me. "Do you mean to say that you are pregnant?" He asks silently and I nod. "Yeah." Lannan gets up off the bed and walks out of the room. He runs around knocking on the bedroom doors of our guests, his brother Jarrod, nephew Bodhi, mum, dad, all of the immediate family. "What the bloody hell's going on? It's half 3 in the morning!" Jarrod says angrily as everyone gathers in mine and Lannan's room. "How many people do you see sitting there?" He asks and points to me. Bodhi answers quickly. "It's just auntie Em." "Well," Lannan begins, "I see two people." "Crikey," Jarrod says. "Either Em's pregnant, or Lannan's pissed." I hold the testing stick and hand it to little Bodhi, who studies it carefully. "What's these little lines for?" He asks. "That means you're getting another cousin, sweetie." I sniffle as I sit him on my knee. I see his little face light up and he hugs me. I try not to cry as I put my arms around Bodhi, holding him tight.
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@LazarBeamYT: guess who's gonna be a daddy again! roll on may!
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"What are you naming the new baby?" Bodhi asks me as I strap him and Mia in their car seats. "I'm not sure, sweetie. What do you think?" I ask, sitting in the drivers seat. "How about Lannan Junior for a boy?" Lan asks me. I shake my head at the thought. "Nah." I reply, beginning our journey. "If it's a girl, we're calling her Leonie and if it's a boy, I think we should call him James." I tell Lannan, nodding. Both him and Bodhi agree.
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We're walking through the shopping centre, Lannan pushing Mia in the pram and me holding onto Bodhi's hand. The radio starts playing a Little Mix song and I stop in my tracks, listening. I walk around with the others, singing along, when I get a tap on my shoulder. I turn around and see the girl in the picture Lannan showed me. I grab the picture from my pocket and hold it up to her. "That's me, yeah." "H-Hello, Leigh!" I say. She invites us to lunch with the rest of the girls and their boyfriends. "So how did you guys meet?" Alex asks us. "I passed out at his meet and greet a couple years ago, back in Sydney. I had to go to the hospital because I hit my head and needed stitches, then Lannan came to see me a couple days later. We shared a sandwich, spoke for a few hours, then he asked me out. The rest is history." I smile, taking a sip of my non-alcoholic cider.