~Recap~
"OK, well do you-" Dylan was interrupted by someone yelling.
"Kids we're home." My mothers loud voice yells from upstairs.
Tristan and I look at each other, Oh sh*t.
~Recap End~
Tristan and I stare at each other across the dinner table as my mom and dad discuss their trip. I know we are both thinking the same thing. How are we going to tell my parents. my parents are oblivious to the tension in the room and they keep talking.
"So how are you kids doing." My dads voice breaks my train of thought.
"Oh- um- well...... it's going great, I guess." I say and I'm startled to hear that my voice is a high pitch.
My mom is oblivious to my voice and looks at the hold Tristan has on my hand and her smile fades a little.
"Are you two together?" She asks with narrowed eyes.
"Yes, mom." Dylan says with his head cocked to the side and gives her an icey look.
That's odd....
I see some unknown emotion flash across her eyes as she stares at Tristan's and I clasped hands. She clears her throat and gives my a bright, fake, smile and stands up to hug me tightly before she leaves the room. I look to my dad for an answer but he's busy glaring at where my mom had left. He looks at us and gives me one of his warm smiles before he looks at Tristan and back at me with that same smile.
"I'm happy for you guys. I only wish I knew what's wrong with your mother." He says with a small frown at the door and a happy smile when he looks back at us.
He gives me a final hug and shakes Tristan's hand and ruffles Dylan's' hair while he says a mumbled Dad, not cool, before he turns and exits the room. i look at Dylan.
"OK, spill what do you know that we don't." I demand in a hushed voice in case mom decides to come back.
He sighs and looks at us, " I'll have to tell you later when mom and dad are gone again." he says and picks up his plate and leaves the dining room.
I look at Tristan with a panicked look on my face, "What do you think he's going to tell us?"
Tristan looks at me with sad eyes and takes my hand to bring it to his lips for a sweet kiss on my knuckles.
"I don't know, my love." He says with a small smile that doesn't reach his eyes.
I hug him close to me and hope that whatever Dylan has to tell us isn't as bad as I think it is.
~Two weeks later~
My stomache has grown a little and I know that people will start connecting their own dots, but its ok because I have all I need with my brother and Tristan. I'm startled out of my thought by Tristan moving his hands down to the small bump that is my belly. I look down and place my hands on his.
"I can't believe our baby is in there." He says with a loving look.
I smile at him as he looks at my bump. He suddenly looks up at me and gives me a huge smile.
"What are we going to name our baby?" He asks me with a cute smile.
"How about if it's a girl Lyric and if it's a boy Quinn?"
"Those sound perfect, baby." He kisses me gently on the forehead before standing up.
~Authors Note~
Hey guys I'm sorry it's taking so long to write I've had some personal issues going on.
