When You Were Mine | Falice

Move On

"We're going to go see daddy, baby boy." Alice talks as she walks to her car. She can feel Chic kick and she smiles. "I guess you're excited, huh? I am too."

"Alice!" A voice calls for her. "Alice wait up." She turns around to see Hal.

"Oh, hey. You caught me just in time I was just about to leave."

"I went to your locker but you were already gone, thought maybe I'd catch you out here."

"Well you did, what's up?"

"I was just wondering if you'd maybe like to go get some milkshakes at Pop's tomorrow night, maybe catch a movie at the Bijou. I understand if you don't want to with everything that's going on with FP but-"

"Wait, what do you mean?"

"Oh... um. I know he's in jail, don't worry I won't tell anyone!"

"How do you know that?"

"My parents own the register, they heard about it from the station. I asked them to leave it out of the papers."

"You did?"

"Yeah, obviously it's a really personal thing and I could only imagine how you were feeling about it all. Didn't think it was right to have it all over town, people would probably be bombarding you with questions."

"Thank you... it means a lot, really."

"Yeah, of course." He smiles at her.

"And about tomorrow night... I'll let you know. Maybe give me your number? I'll call you tonight."

"Yeah for sure." He pulls a notebook out of his school bag and scrawls his phone number onto a page before ripping it out and handing it to her. "Look forward to your response. Now, I'll let you go wherever you were heading. Hope I see you soon."

"Bye Hal."

She smiles as she looks at the paper and Chic kicks hard against her stomach. "Hey you, be nice in there." She rubs her bump and Chic kicks more gently against her hand. "Now let's go see daddy."

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"How's my girl, and our boy?" FP questions with a smile as he sits across from her. She hates being separated by the glass but at least she gets to see him.

"We're good, he's been kicking so much."

"Yeah? That's a good thing though right?"

"Yeah for sure. He kicked me really hard today, I don't think he was too happy."

"Aw my little Chickpea wasn't happy?"

"No, I don't think he was... I was talking to Hal and I don't think he liked it."

FP's face turns more serious and he swallows hard. "What were two talking about?"

"He um... he asked me out for tomorrow night."

"Oh... what'd you say?"

"I said I'd let him know, he gave me his number and that's when little Chic here decided to take out his frustration on my belly."

"What are you going to say?"

"I don't know... I wanted to talk to you about it."

"Al, baby you know where I stand. I want you to move on."

"I know you do but FP..." she sighs frustratedly and runs her fingers through her hair. "Gosh, it's not that simple. I love you so damn much it hurts, it hurts that I can't be with you and it hurts that I won't be with you for six whole years. I don't want to move on. How am I supposed to just forget about you?"

"I'm not asking you to forget about me Al. I just don't want you to waste the next six years waiting for me to get out of here. I love you more than anything in the world, that's why I want you to at least try." A tear rolls down her cheek and he wants nothing more than to wipe it away. "Oh, baby don't cry. I can't wipe your tears from here... God, I wish I could hold you right now."

She places her hand up against the glass and he presses his up against it as well. "I hate that this is as close as we can get."

"Visitation days are on Sunday. Then I can hug you and kiss you and hug and kiss our precious little boy. Speaking of whom, could you put him on the phone?"

She laughs and places the phone on her belly, placing it where Chic is. "Hey buddy, it's daddy!" Alice feels Chic start kicking up a storm at the sound of FP's voice. "I love you, I can't wait to see you on Sunday, I can't wait to hug you and kiss you and see how much you've grown. I hope you're being good for your pretty mama. You're so immensely loved by us both Chic, you have no idea. Or maybe you do, I'm not sure. I'm sure your mama tells you all the time and I hope you know I love you too, I say it every night, I have a picture of you and your mom up in my cell, you two are the last thing I see before I go to sleep and the first thing I see in the morning. Good job realize how terrible Hal is, however if he makes your mom happy that's a good thing. I'm glad you're already looking out for her, I'm glad she has you little man... I just wish I could be there too."

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A/N
FP talking to Chic is one of my favourite things to write but also it makes me so sad.