Our Hourglass (Sequel to Perfectly Photogenic)

Chapter 69

"Hi, baby." I smiled into my phone, waving. I was on Facetime with Carson and Ryan's mom, just checking up on Carson.

"Obsessed." Ryan mumbled in the background. I turned around and looked at him, cocking an eyebrow.

"You could say hello to your son, you know." I turned back to my phone and smiled, waving at the screen again.

"How much longer is your cruise? I think this little one's starting to get antsy." Michelle chuckled.

"Two more days and then we're back home. Well I'll let you two get back to your day and I'll check back in tonight, bye baby boy." I blew a kiss to Carson and went back to my phone's home screen. "Why are you so cranky, miss your nap?"

"You said you weren't going to harp much on being away from Carson, that's all." Ryan said.

"That was the first call I made all day and since when was checking up on our son a major issue? I am his mother and I see we're back to square one with this argument, again." I sighed, placing my phone on the small bedside table.

"Ever since the miscarriage you've done nothing but obsess over him, move on!"

I whipped my head so fast I for sure thought I broke my neck. I glared at Ryan with tears starting to sting the brims of my eyes.

"You think it's easy for me to just move on, huh? It was your baby too, Ryan and I can clearly see it had no affect on you whatsoever."

"It hurt me too, but I'm not going to let it control my life or my mind."

"I called back home once and you're acting so ridiculous over it! You are so bi polar, Ryan!" I yelled, throwing my arms up. "I thought we were fine the other night, you even said why not try for another baby and yet here we are again arguing."

I was tired of arguing with him about this. At this point, I'm so close to throwing him over the damn railing and making it look like an accident. You are walking on thin ice Ryan Sitkowski.

"I'm not going to stand here and listen to this." I said, going towards the door.

"Run away like you always do." I slammed the door behind me and started walking towards the deck. These two more days need to come here sooner.

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Ryan's POV

My frustrations were getting the best of me and I was wrongfully taking them out on Brianne. All she did was call back home to make sure our son was okay and I flipped on her, she didn't deserve that.

Since this morning, I've been a little moody thanks to seeing a recent Instagram post from Emilee and Vinny on their unborn baby. I'm happy for my friends and angry at them all at the same time. It just isn't fair that Brianne and I lost something so precious to us and Emilee and Vinny are being handed this gift. It makes me so mad.

"Why am I such an idiot?" I asked out loud. I got up from the bed and walked out of the room, searching for Brianne on this ship. I came out to the deck and spotted her standing at the railing, wiping her face.

I did it now.

"Brianne." I said, coming up behind her. "I'm sorry."

"No you're not." She replied, not turning around once. "All I did was make sure Carson was okay and you made me feel like the world's worst person." Brianne turned around and looked at me with a tear stained face. "I don't understand, you're fine one minute and then you're all pissed off the next, what did I do?" She sobbed.

I pulled her into my arms and held her, letting her cry into my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my chin on top of her head, trying to calm her down.

"You didn't do anything wrong and I apologize, okay? I'm really sorry." I said, pulling back to look down at her. I let go of my wife and rubbed my face, sighing shortly after. "Have you seen Emilee's recent post on Instagram?"

"She posted an ultrasound of the baby..oh, Ryan." Brianne frowned. "Ryan, this is bothering you."

"I just don't understand it." My voice starting to crack. "Why us?"

"Ryan, this happens to a lot of couples and I know the timing is bad with our friends, but look at the bright side, we have each other and we have Carson. Do you remember how hard it was for us to have him? Now we got him." Brianne smiled at me.

"But the second time just seemed so much easier and I feel cheated."

"Trust me, I know how you feel. I just wish you would've told me this sooner."

"Not while we were enjoying ourselves."

Brianne took my hands in hers, smiling down at them and looked back up at me. "It's going to be okay, Ryan, things will get better and we'll get through this together."

"Promise?"

"Promise."