*Ella's POV*
Weeks had past sinced I'd sent the letter to Sean, and I still hadn't got a reply. My bump was now very noticeable, I was 6 months along. Every night I would feel my baby kicking. Although we've been to a couple more scans, I hadn't found out the sex of the baby yet. I want to wait.
Aiden had been amazing with everything. He nursed me, and took care of me. We had started buying an assortment of items for the baby, but things which could be used for a boy and a girl.
Just now, we were sitting in the living room, watching a film. It was Saturday morning, and today was just a day to relax. I loved the way that Aiden and I could just sit for hours, cuddling into each other and holding hands. It never got boring. It was just nice.
The doorbell suddenly rung, bringing me out of my daydream. I started to get up, but Aiden pushed me back down.
"I'll get it El, you just stay there," he said, standing up and heading towards the door.
Sometimes I hate that he won't let me do anything myself, but I know he has good intentions.
He came back in, holding a small box, and a couple of letters.
"What's that?" I questioned.
"Lets open it and see, shall we?" he laughed.
He placed it on the table, and started to tear it open.
"Wait!" I screamed, "Let's read the letter first!"
"Okay then," Aiden chuckled. He pulled off the envelope and quickly opened it.
"Dear Miss Ella Jones," he started to read out.
"Cadet Sean McDougal..." he suddenly stopped, and looked up to me with a sad look on his face.
"What is it? What happen to Sean," I asked, starting to panic.
Aiden gulped, and continued on,
"Cadet Sean McDougal, who was killed in action on the 16th of August.........."
A strangled sob left me, and I sunk to my knees. The tears were flowing down my face, and they held so much emotion. The tears I cried were for Sean, knowing that he was gone, and that I'd never see him again. They were for my baby, our baby, who will never know their real father.
I felt Aiden's strong arms wrap around me as the sobs raked through my body.
"Do you think he knew? Before he died, do you think he knew?" I managed to choke out.
"I really don't know El," he replied.
If possible, it felt like my sobs multiplied in strength. I may not have loved Sean as much as I loved Aiden, but I did love him. He had a special place in my heart, because he was the one who fixed it. He also blessed me with this beautiful child. And for that I will be forever grateful.
I don't know how long I sat crying in Aiden's arms, but eventually the tears subsided, and I was left with a pounding head, and an aching heart.
Aiden's thumb came up to my face, and wiped away the final tear.
"I think you should maybe go and rest for a bit, yeah?" he asked me. All I could do was nod, I felt numb.
Aiden sighed, and picked me up bridle-style, taking me up the stairs and placing me down on my bed.
He gently lent down and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"Have a nice sleep beautiful," he said, as he started to walk away.
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