Finally Grounded (Sequel To The One Who Grounds Me)

Epilogue

Tiana

Even though Tristan proposed to me, we decided to wait until after the baby comes and I have fully healed. Five blissful months has passed since he asked me to marry him again. It was an hectic time for us during those months.

Carolyn turned into a bridezilla, when she found out Tristan asked me for my hand in marriage. So with the endless taste testing, the decoration, the writing of our vows, baby ultrasounds etc, our days were swamp. Well.... not for me. Seeing as Tristan was uninjured Nathaniel would whisk him off to meet caterers and shit.

He is such a caring husband... most men wouldn't even care about those stuff. Then again with a wife like Carolyn anyone would fear for their life.

Seeing as most of the days, I was being a cranky bitch. Tristan invited my sister for a visit.... her visit turned into a permanent stay. Tristan was afraid of me. Every time I saw him I would sail something at his head. If only he had just kept his dick in his pants, I wouldn't look like a fucking penguin.

Cathy became a drug addict. Couple months back, I heard that they arrested her for stealing or some shit like that. After maxwell, got her out of prison he shipped her off to the army. Wow heartless I know.
Things between Martha and Tristan has progressed some. He's currently trying to understand her life choices.

My once stalker ex boyfriend, moved back to Jamaica and actually started to do something meaningful with his life. He moved out of his father's house and signed up for an architectural course at HEART TRUST NTA. (It's a college in Jamaica.) As much as I hate to admit it, I am really and truly proud of him. I am really glad he was chasing after his dream.

As for me. I got published! Yasss! Writing was the only thing that calmed me. So I spent most of my days writing. Before I knew it I had the perfect ending of the book that I showed Tristan, when I first met him. Of course my stupid inquisitive boy- erm I mean fiancé, pulled some strings.

When he gave his editor his manuscript he asked her to deliver this to the publishing company. (My book!) Couple days later. I got a call. I was so ecstatic. I never would have made it this far if it wasn't for Tristan!

Someone flicked me on the forehead, and I flinched when the person's index finger made contact with my forehead. I glared at the person. Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Tristan placed a plate of crackers and cheese infront of me.

I started drooling when I saw the big hunk of cheese, standing tall and proud on the side of the plate.

"I've been calling you for the past fifteen minutes." He said, sitting down beside me.

"Sorry. I was thinking."

"You're always lost in that big head of yours."

"Piss off Tristan." I sneered.

His lips, curled into a smile.

Feeling a slight pain, in my lower abdomen, I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. Something wet ran down the insides of my thighs. I tensed. Another dose of pain slammed into me and I yelped. Tristan's eyes were panicked.

"Are you alright?"

"I think my water just broke." I wailed.

"Holy macaroni! It's time for the baby!" Stacy yelled in glee. Walking over briskly, she helped me to stand up. "Oi! Why the hell are you still sitting there for, help me get her to the fucking car!"

Tristan scurried to my other side. He rest his hand, on the small of my back. I glared daggers at him. "This is all your fucking fault!"

He paled.

"If only you had kept that light post from me, I wouldn't be in this state!"

Stacey snorted a laugh.

"Your "making love" days are over! Ahhhhh!" I can't believe Carolyn went through this pain and survived.

Oh dear god! I can't bear it! Tears streamed down my face. With cautious steps, we hobbled to the garage. Jessie was already there, my blue duffle bag, was dangling from his shoulder. My sister was standing at the car door, stiffly. A month ago, she gave birth to a bouncing baby boy! She just went in and four hours later, she gave birth.

I thought that it would be easy but... now with this type of pain. I don't think I'm gonna make it. I knew I should have written a will before my due date. They helped me into the car. Tristan sat beside me, solemnly.

"Sorry Tiana." He said. His eyes were red and puffy.

My gaze hardens "What is not this? Are you the one experiencing abdominal pain right now?!" I growled at him.

His lips wobbled. "Your pain is my pain. I hate seeing you like this!"

My eyes soften. Before I could respond, more pain rocketed through my body. I screwed my eyes shut and clenched my teeth together. I was getting dizzy. The pain was unbearable.

"Yah! Speed up the car!" Tristan said, panicking.

My head lulled to the sides. Groaning, I gripped my stomach. It hurts so much.

Tristan patted my sweaty cheeks and I squinted at him. "Hang in there baby."

"I hate you so much." I groaned.

"I hate me too." He agreed with me, without hesitation.

I would have laughed, if I wasn't in so much pain.

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At approximately four o'clock AM in the morning, I gave birth to a green eyed big head baby. Her black curly hair, was damp with my fluid. Tristan cried tears of joy as he proudly accepted the baby in his arms. After the doctors stitched me up, I was transported to the ICU. Tristan, handed over the baby to me.

Her small mouth, opened showing off her pink gum. Sitting by my bedside. He pressed a kiss to my head. "You did good."

I smiled tearfully at him. One look at her innocent face and I fell in love. Cradling her head, I caressed her small cheek.

"Have you thought of a name?" Tristan asked, softly.

"Mhmm. Cassandra Sophia Osaris." I said.

"Sophia?"

I bobbed my head and looked at him. "I wanted to honour your mother." Of course I wanted to honour his mother. If it wasn't for her, i wouldn't be here today. It was thanks to her, i was able to mend my relationship with Tristan. I owed her.

He opened and closed his mouth. No words came out, but I already knew what he wanted to say. Tristan wrapped his arm around my shoulder, and pulled me into his embarce.

He circled his other arm around the small bundle. Tristan rubbed my shoulder, with his thumb and I settled in his hold.

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