Tfios fan fiction

Part 16

It is half five in the evening of the next day, and Kaitlyn and I are getting ready for dinner with Lidewij and Bas. Isaac is in his room getting ready. We went shopping and I brought a new dress for the occasion, as well as some new flats. The dress is white and has coloured flowers on it. It goes down to my knees, so it is a reasonable length. Kaitlyn is wearing a black dress that goes to her mid-thigh. The top of the dress has sequins on it and there is a white ribbon that pulls the dress in at the waist. The bottom of the dress doesn't cling to her legs, it's loose and there is some white lace that goes round the bottom of the dress. It's pretty.

At six we are all ready and we decide to take a slow walk to the restaurant and look around a bit. Isaac is wearing a suit that looks slightly like the one that Gus wore when we went to Oranjee. It brings tears to my eyes just looking at it, but I hold them down. I don't want to ruin the evening by crying.

We reach the restaurant at quarter to seven and stand outside, waiting for Lidewij and her boyfriend.

They arrive ten minutes later, hand in hand, smiling at us. "Glad you could join us. Shall we?" Lidewij says. We nod and they lead the three of us into the restaurant.

We sit down and decide to get the chef's choice. Like Gus and I did when we came here. The waiter gives the others champagne and is about to pour some in my glass. "I can't drink that." I tell him.

"Why not?" He asks, pulling the bottle of champagne away.

"I'm pregnant." I say.

"Okay. What drink would you like instead?" He asks me kindly.

"Orange juice please." I say. He nods before leaving to get me some orange juice for me.

"So, has Peter spoken to you recently, Hazel?" Lidewij asks.

"Well, he snuck into my car a little while ago and told me about his daughter and how sorry he was. He told me to keep in touch to tell him how my babies are doing. But I haven't heard anything since. What about you?" I ask.

"I haven't seen him since you asked for the letter from Augustus. Though, his house is up for sale so I think he's moving somewhere new." She says. I nod. "Maybe you could go visit him. See how he's doing."

"Maybe." I say. That is when the waiter comes back with my orange juice. He puts a normal glass, not a wine glass, in front of me and fills it with the orange juice which is in his jug. He then places the jug of orange juice on the table so I can refill it if I need to. I thank him and he goes to another table.

"Who's Peter?" Kaitlyn asks.

"The author of An Imperial Affliction, the book I like. You should read it some time." I answer.

"Okay. Wait, is he the one that you and Gus came to see and he was a drunken asshole to you both?" She asks.

"Yeah." I say.

"Maybe we could go and visit him. See where he's going, how he's doing. If he's still a drunken asshole or not." Kaitlyn says.

"Sure. Okay. We'll go tomorrow. Is that okay with you Isaac?" I ask him.

"Yeah, sure." He says.

The waiter comes with our food fifteen minutes later. "Dragon carrot risotto for you." He says as he puts my bowl of risotto in front of me. He gives everyone a bowl and leaves us to our meal. I just stare at the meal. The same meal that Gus and I ate when we came here not too long ago.

"Hazel, are you all right?" Bas asks and that's when I notice that a tear has fallen down my cheek and everyone on our table is looking at me.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I say as I wipe my tears.

"No you're not. You're crying." Kaitlyn says.

"It's just... this is what Gus and I ate when we came here. To this restaurant. And sat in those chairs at that table." I say, pointing to the table we sat at when we came.

I pick up my spoon and start eating. It tastes as amazing as it did when Gus and I came. Everyone else starts eating their risotto and talk about how amazing it tastes and other things. Lidewij asks Kaitlyn and Isaac about what they like to do and what their plans are for the future. Kaitlyn talks about how she wants to help me out with the babies and how she can't wait to be an auntie, even though we're not actually sisters. She then talks about how she wants to go to college and get a good job, and hopefully, one day find the right guy, get married and have kids.

That hurts me. I found the right guy for me. I found Gus. I found the love of my life. And he's dead. We can't get married and raise our babies, or have more babies. He's gone. He's not here anymore. He never will be here again.

I feel like crying again.

Isaac talks about how all he wants to do is help me and the babies out. He's going to try and get a job so he can help me pay for things. He's going to help me raise these kids. He's going to be their father figure, because their father isn't here anymore. He talks about how he doesn't care if he never gets married or has kids of his own, and how he doesn't really want to do those things. All he wants to do is help me and my babies, and that is what is going to make him happy with his life. He will die happy knowing he managed to help me raise my babies and knowing that they had some sort of father figure in their lives. Even if he wasn't their real dad. He talks about how he promised Gus he would help me and the babies; how he would be there for the three of us until the day he dies.

A tear falls down my cheek.

And another.

And another.

Lidewij talks about how yesterday her and Bas discussed moving to Indianapolis so they could keep in touch easier and help with the babies. She talks about how I need as much help as I can get raising these babies and it's always better to have a lot of help when it comes to raising a baby, especially when they only have one real parent.

I sit there, still crying, still eating my risotto.

All I see is Gus.

I see his smile.

His hair.

His eyes.

His laugh.

Him.

Everything that him and I did together.

Then all I see is black.