My Childhood Friend

Chapter Twenty Six

© Yv Obregon, 2013

Cady

Looking at the window where I could see the cutest little girl, which is my niece! A big round of applause for my sister, for making a cute little creature once again.

I suddenly caress my bump then smile. Feeling a hand snaking around my waist, I lean my head to him.

"Soon." He says, and kisses the side of my head.

"I can't wait." You know that feeling when a child is waiting for their Christmas present? That's how I'm feeling.

Conner chuckles at my eagerness, he turns me around, "me too, but let's just cherish the moment and not stress about it."

"Look who can talk." I scoff then roll my eyes.

"I want to have a little girl, with a feisty attitude, who scrunches their nose up when she gets angry or insulted just like her mom." He said, "or a twins!"

"I do not scrunch my nose up!" I say in a hush tone and in disbelief.

"You're doing it right now." He then gives my nose a kiss, I giggle.
"I love you, like really, really, really, really love you."

I giggle again, "I love you more," I give his right cheek a kiss, same goes with his left cheek, and when I'm just about to kiss his lips, someone clears their throat that causes Conner to groan.

"Am sorry to interrupt, dude. But you're blocking our view." Brian laughs while he pushes Melissa's wheelchair between Conner and I.

"She's adorable." Melissa gushes.

"Just like her mom." Brian smiles.

"This will be our final child, Brian." She huffs and crosses her arms.

Brian chuckles, "whatever you say, sweetheart."

Conner and I laugh, "Melissa, stop being so clingy. I see, that when you're being clingy, you're being careless." Conner laughs that makes a nurse asks us to volume down. I smack Conner's shoulder playfully. Melissa sticks her tongue out to Conner then back to looking at her daughter.

She's so beautiful, tiny and so cute! I suddenly become excited and nervous, definitely nervous! That makes my imaginative clapping hands died down, and my reality smile turns upside down. Then there's the negativity and depressing thoughts that hit me hard on the face, until I'm making the 'weird-scary' face.

"Cady," a voice that startles me and brings me back to reality, I look at Conner.

"Huh?" I look at him and notice that it's just only the two of us left. What in the carnation?

"You spaced out." Conner chuckles skeptically. "You ok, honey?" He pulls me closer to him, soothing my back while looking at me in a concern way.

I smile, "of course, just, uh. . .my thoughts pulled me somewhere." I giggle, then give his shoulders a reassuring squeeze.

Conner frowns, "where is that 'somewhere'?"

I sigh, "where I thought of me, having this." I look down at my bump while I lay my hand on it protectively.

"Are you scared?" Conner says while he leads us to the parking lot.

"A little. Negative thoughts floated though." I say and bite my lip. We get into the car, then Conner drives us to 'I-don't-have-any-ideas' where. I know Conner is angry, I can feel it building to our atmosphere in the car. I sigh loudly.

"Conner." I whisper.

"Why are you having negative thoughts about it? Cant you at least be positive to our relationship?" Conner says through gritted teeth. Oh no, he's pretty angry.

"I am positive, I'm pregnant." I say in a 'duh' tone and roll my eyes.

"Cady," he warns.

"Alright, I'm sorry! It's just I'm nervous, what if I don't deliver our baby successfully huh? That will crush the shit out of me! And I will never stop blaming myself for being a fucking big ass failure of a mother." My breathing is heavy, and I'm on the verge of tear. Conner stops the car then gets out, leaving me. I unbuckle my seat belt angrily, sigh shakily and cry. I compose myself immediately, wiping the wasted tears, I take a deep couple breaths before I look out the window.

He brought us home.

I get out of the car slowly, avoiding my legs to give in. Once I get in, I observe our house. It's Conner's dream house that it made my dream house too, I remember when Conner planned this when he was 10. He told me that he will build a house like this, while he was showing me his drawing, then he asked me if I would live in with him and of course, us, being a kid and a good friend. . .

Flashback

While my parents were preparing for lunch, Conner and I were lying on the floor. Conner was drawing his dream house while I drew my dress on my wedding day.

"This, will be my house when I grew up." Conner said with his goofy grin, showing his incomplete set of teeth.

"May I see?" I asked.

"Wait a sec, it's almost done." His mind was so focused to what he was doing.
"There!" He showed me the front black and white house drawing, it was big and beautiful.
"And here's what the inside will look like." He showed me the other paper that made me gasped.

"Wow! It's beautiful and big, Conner." His drawing got my attention, it was so detailed. There was the kitchen, living room and the gigantic mesmerizing stairs.

"Yeah?" He said, his voice held his pride.
"Hey Avery! Look at my drawing." I hand it to my mom and she gushed to it, saying that he could be an architech when he grows up.

"Hey Cady, will you live in with me? Here? In my big dream house?" He said, smiling at me.

"Of course I would! It's beautiful! Then there would be a garden, my garden! Full of different flowers!" I smiled, imagining it if it was real.

End of Flashback

While looking to our backyard that has full of assorted flowers, I smile and sigh in contentment. A strong and welcoming pair of hands suddenly wraps around my waist, I lean to him.

"I'm sorry, I should've not left you there. It's ju-" I cut him off.

"It's ok, baby. I'm the one who should be saying 'sorry.' I should've not thought like that and I wont, ever again. That's a promise." I turn to him with my pinky, he chuckles and shakes his head, but sticks his pinky out anyway.

"What's got into you?" He chuckles.

I laugh, "oh nothing, I just remember the day when you drew this house and ask me if I would live in with you, in your big dream house." I say, a smile plasters on our lips.

"Yeah, I remember that."

"I love you." I breathe out.

"I love you too." He replies, then gives me a chaste kiss.

--Flashback--

Quote for this chapter: "I keep myself busy with things to do, but every time I pause, I still think of you."
"Dreams don't work unless you do."