All That You Can't Leave Behind

All Downhill From Here

So after lots of explaining and squealing over my ring more guests started to arrive; most of them were my classmates from uni. After everyone had got there the party games began. The first game we played was trying to draw a baby blindfolded, no surprise there when Nareesha won; She's an amazing artist. The next game that we played was not my favorite. The party guests had to cut a string at the point where they thought it would fit all the way around my baby bump without having any extra string. Sophie was right on as always.

After the games it was time for presents. The first one I opened was from one of my friends from uni. She got me a whole bunch of baby clothes that I loved. The next present was from Nareesha; she had found a beautiful picture of Jay and me and turned it into a painting of us. I was worried to open Kelsey's present. I wanted to save it for last but she was pushing me to open it next so I did and was not surprised to find lacy blue lingerie in there, obviously for after the babies were born. Addie the women that sold Jay and I the apartment was even there. She bought us a bunch of diapers.

"So only five more weeks until you can hold your little men in your arms." Kelsey stated as her, Nareesha, and Sophie helped clean up after the baby shower.

"I can't wait for them to get here so I can start babysitting them. They're going to love their aunt Nareesha." Nareesha squealed in excitement.

"So how does it feel to almost be a mommy?" Sophie asked.

"Terrifying. I'm excited to meet them but I'm not sure if I'm completely ready." Was my honest answer.

"Man this is the worst time for the boys to be going to America. The twins will only be a little over a month old, and Jay is going to have to be across the world." Nareesha mumbled to herself.

"Wait. They're going to America soon?" I asked. Why haven't I've heard this before? I think I have the right to know what's going on.

"Jay didn't tell you?" Kelsey asked surprised.

"No. I'm going to kick his sorry arse when he gets home though. How could he keep something like that from me? Doesn't he think that I have the right to know? I mean I am the mother of his children after all, and with the twins only going to be a month old!" I complained to the girls.

"Carter calm down. I'm sure this Jay person was just waiting for the right time to tell you." Sophie tried to calm me down.

"Yeah Carter listen to Sophie. That's probably what he was doing." Nareesha and Kelsey backed her up.

"Right I'm over reacting. I'm sure he's going to tell me soon. I just hope I can handle everything while he's gone." I murmured to myself.

"Well if you can't I'm sure you have some friends that would love to take them off your hands for a day or come over to help out." Nareesha said pointedly. She really wanted to babysit the boys.

"I'm sure I do." I said as I looked up at the clock to see that it was almost two in the morning. "Why don't you guys get heading home. Jay can finish cleaning this stuff up tomorrow if he's not too hung over." I told them. Kelsey and Nareesha said their goodbyes and left shortly after. After turning the couch into a bed for Sophie I started to get ready for bed myself, but got interrupted by a knock on the front door.

"I'll get it!" Sophie yelled from the living room and I could hear her jog to the front door to see who was there.

Nathan's POV

So of course with all the tension between me and Jay these days I was the one that was forced to walk the drunk home. I unlike me mate that was stumbling beside me had next to nothing to drink tonight. The appeal of getting wasted just didn't seem like something suitable to do, which is strange because I usually love going out and tipping a few with the lads. Maybe it was because the joyous thing that we were all to be celebrating was the bringing of two unexpected lives into this world and having them unfortunately be delivered into the hands of a father that is not ready for them. To a father who is still a baby himself. There is no way he is capable of raising one kid let alone two. I don't even know how he can take care of Tia. I bet Carter takes care of her most of the time, or he is still getting people to pet sit her for him.

Of course all this could just be me assuming things. See Jay never really speaks much about Carter being pregnant and about the twins coming soon. Hell he never really talks about his home life much at all. He just bottles it all up and shuts his mates out. So trying to find it in myself not to resent him much anymore I took it upon myself to try and get him to open up a bit. He's plastered so it really shouldn't be that hard.

"So mate how's it been with Carter being pregnant and everything?" I asked as I stopped him from falling over when he tripped over his two own feet.

"At first it was terrible. I was scared shitless. I figured my life was ruined and I wouldn't be able to do the same stupid stuff I do. And then I found out I could so it wasn't so bad because you know I love her and nothing had to change. Well a few things changed, like all the hormone stuff and everything to do with being pregnant, and the sex. Yeah the sex changed A LOT. At first I didn't want to anymore, which I know might come as a shocker since well, I like sex. But then I got over that because I already knocked her up what worse could happen? And then we started going at it like rabbits when I wasn't out having fun. I guess I forgot that pregnant women are REALLY horny. But I haven't got any for the last month or so because she is soooo big and never wants to do anything. And after the babies are born it will be another three or so months before I can get it in again. Man Nath that means I will have gone for about half a year without shagging." Jay rambled on only making me wish I never said anything and grinding my teeth in anger.

"Has anyone told you that when you're completely drunk you turn into a dick and a man-whore?" the annoyance in my voice was completely missed by my obliterated friend.

"Probably but I'm too drunk to remember." He slurred. I was just glad that we had reached his flat by this time.

"Do you have your key?" I asked waiting for him to fish it out of his pocket and hand it over to me so I could unlock the door and push him inside so he would become someone else's responsibility. He gave me a quizzical look and stuck his hands in his pockets to search for the keys. Only seconds later did he pull them out with a guilty look on his face.

"Oopsie." He said sticking his bottom lip out and striking an innocent child like pose. I gave an agitated sigh and then knocked on the door. When it opened instead of seeing Carter a saw a girl about the same age with blonde hair that had black streaks through it and purple/blue eyes.

"Umm sorry I must have the wrong flat… no this is the right flat, so who are you?" I asked taking in every detail of this stranger in front of me.

"So I'm guess you're the almighty Jay then?" She asked.

"No I'm Nathan. This guy right beside me who is drunk off his ass is Jay." I explained.

"Wow Carter you sure know how to pick 'em." She mumbled to herself.

"So since we've introduced ourselves can I come in and make sure this big guy gets to bed?" I asked already starting to walk in the door.

After shoving Jay into his bedroom, trusting that he could handle himself from there, I walked back out into the hallway to be cornered by the stranger that was staying in my mates' flat.

"So who are you?" I asked looking at her up and down. She was pretty cute.

"The name's Sophie. Sophie Fredricks, and I'm Carter's best friend from back home. I'm trusting you're a friend of Jay's." She eyed me suspiciously at the end.

"And Cater. Oh and don't worry about him he'll be fine. He does this all the time, though Carter begs him to stop. Well I best be going it's half past two in the morning already." I made an excuse to get out of there. I'm sure Sophie is a nice girl if she is best friends with Carter but at that moment it seemed like she was trying to place some huge blame on me. I'll just have to wait and see how nice she is on some other day.