The only thing that has made this bed even the slightest bit bearable is the fact that Eliot is in it with me. It’s been a couple days since my parents, Charles, Governor Hanson, who happens to be the man my parents want to force me to marry, were forced out of here. When I woke up to voices in my room, I wasn’t worried at first. I thought Eliot was just on his phone or talking to one of the doctors or nurses, but then I heard my father’s voice, causing my blood instantly to grow cold. They had a lot of nerve showing their faces here. I have a feeling that if we weren’t in the hospital, Eliot would have done something other than bring his friend in to handle the situation. He’s still mad about what they did to me when I was fifteen. He’s also still mad that they tried to take Posey.
I had a feeling that Charles was in cahoots with my family since he just tried to get in touch with me out of the blue. He had multiple chances to get to know Posey over the years. I always informed him of what was going on in Posey’s life. Well, I did up until we moved here, and she came to terms that he would never be in her life. He didn’t respond any other time, so why should I continue to try. I know I’m not the same as having a father, but I made it work. I was mom and dad for fifteen years. Then Eliot came into our lives, and everything changed for the better. I have a man that cares about me and that treats my daughter as his own. A single mother couldn’t ask for more.
“What has you thinking so hard babe?” I’m brought out of my thoughts when Eliot comes back into the room. He stepped out to check on the kids while Doc went to get my discharge papers. Hannah had to be back at the clinic today, so Doc took over for her. It’s nice to have two doctors that I know. I’ve also heard about how Doc saved Ali’s life a few times when she was pregnant with Macey and Jacey. So, it’s safe to say that I feel completely safe with him.
“Just thinking about how Charles was working with my parents. I knew it wasn’t a coincidence that he reached out to see Posey. He had fifteen years to do so, but never did. He was too caught up in his new life. He didn’t even believe that he was the father when I told him I was pregnant. Then my parents, don’t get me started on them. This is all just too darn much. I’m stressing about everything. I’m behind on work, my daughter is pregnant, I’m pregnant, and I haven’t even had time to properly mourn the loss of one my twins. My son is in love with his best friend, and said best friend is avoiding him at all costs. There’s a lot going on right now.” I rant.
“One thing at a time my love. First, we’re going to get you home. You can work from there. I want you resting as much as possible. You’re going to be sore for a while and if you do anything strenuous, it could cause more damage. Posey may be pregnant, but she’s smart girl with a massive support system behind her. We have Kai, Hannah’s brother, looking into your parents and that situation along with Snoopy. We can’t do anything about them right now.” He takes a breath before he continues.
“As for Morgan, I talked to Axyl. Apparently, Murdock told Ali that he’s feeling things that he doesn’t know how to make sense of. He won’t go into detail with his dad, but he did tell his mom that he wants to figure out what’s going on in his head. He’s confused. We just have to let it play out the way it’s supposed to. They’ll figure it all out on their own. They have a support system too. Morgan and I had a conversation when I went home to get clothes. He understands that Murdock needs time to figure out his head. I told Morgan that he needs to figure out his feelings as well. He’s only twelve. Now, I’m not saying he doesn’t know what he’s feeling. I just want him to be sure before they both ruin a good friendship. Charles has gone back to Pittsburg, so he won’t be a problem. We’ve got this babe. Just let me stress about this. Stress isn’t good for our little peanut. Now, get dressed so I can get you home.”
I don’t know what I would do without this man in my life. He grounds me. I get off the bed with his help and manage to get into the clothes he brought me from home. He brought me one of his shirts, which I’m thankful for because I don’t want anything tight one my stomach right now. I still have a while to go before it’s completely healed, but that’s not going to stop me from doing what I need to do. Once I’m dressed, he helps me in the wheelchair that the hospital requires that I sit in until I’m out of the building. I’ve been sitting on my butt for three days, and I’ll be sitting on it for the foreseeable future. At this rate, but butt is going to go flat.
Once we’re out of the hospital and into the November weather, Eliot gets me into the truck as fast as possible. He starts the truck and turns on the heat full blast before he runs the wheelchair back into the building. He didn’t want to leave me to pull the truck around in case I needed something. He hasn’t wanted to leave my side since all this happened, but I managed to talk him in to going to the house to check on the kids. Morgan had been staying with Axyl and Ali, while Posey stayed with Blake and Gavin. Do I like that she was staying with her boyfriend? No, but there’s not much else that can happen. She’s already pregnant.
“You ready sweetheart?” Eliot asks, getting into the driver’s seat. I nod and lace my fingers with his.
“More than ready. I miss our bed.” I tell him. He puts the truck in gear and back out of the parking space. The way home was done in comfortable silence. I was looking out the window watching as the snow started to fall. I love the snow. It’s so beautiful when it first falls. I don’t like driving in it, but I love looking at it. It doesn’t take us long to get home. Only about fifteen minutes or so. Once we’re in the driveway, Eliot shuts the truck off and helps me out. He wanted to carry me, but I wanted to walk.
When we make it inside, my eyes widen at all the people in our home. Tears spring to my eyes and I don’t try to hide them. I could blame it on the hormones, but it’s not them. It’s everyone here showing support. The family I’ve always wanted is standing right in front of me. “What is all this?” My voice is shaky when I ask the question.
“We know you’ve been through a lot and wanted to make sure you were okay with our own eyes. I know we’ve all visited you while you were in the hospital, but we wanted to make sure that you got settled. We also got you real food. Hospital food is the worst.” Hannah says. Ever since I’ve arrived, Hannah and Aliana have become my girls. I never really had any friends growing up, so I couldn’t be more thankful for them at this very moment.
“You guys don’t know what this means to me. This is amazing. Thank you.” Eliot brings me into his embrace, and I cry into his shirt. This is more than I ever thought I’d have. Morgan and Posey rush up to us and wrap their arms around Eliot and me. My family. “I missed you guys so much.” We stay in our embrace for a few more moments before we break apart and visit with our guests. Eliot makes sure that I’m comfortable on the couch before Hannah and Doc descend on me to check me over. I kept telling them I was fine, but the kept telling me that they were the doctors and would decide that for themselves. There was no point in fighting with them on it, so I just let them have at it.
Once they give their approval on my health, we all start eating and having a good time. Even with everything going on, we can still come together as a family. “So, Gavin. We haven’t had a proper chat since I found out that you got my daughter pregnant.” Eliot starts and I send him a glare.
“Now is not the time Eliot. What has happened has happened. We talked about this.” I chastise him like a child, but he ignores me. All the men stop talking and put their full attention on the boy in the hotseat.
“Y-yes sir.” Gavin stutters out. I’m sure he’s not used to the attention that he’s getting now. Gavin has always been a quiet kid and likes to stay to himself. He’s the total opposite of Posey. I guess what they say about opposites attracting is right. Eliot and I are polar opposites, but we work well together. Knowing this is a lost cause, an unavoidable situation, I keep quiet and eat my food. I wish I could save him from this, but it doesn’t look like I’ll be able to. Doesn’t mean I’m happy about it though.
“Now, I know we’ve talked a little about what’s going to happen, but I want you to know that I should kick your ass. If you were any other boy, I would. However, you’re family. I just want to know what they fuck you were thinking not wrapping it up. I know we’ve all drilled it in your head to wrap it if you’re not looking to marry her.” Eliot starts.
“That’s thing Trigger. I do plan to marry her. Before the baby, I was still planning to make her mine. I wanted her to graduate both high school and college before we had a baby. I wanted to marry her the day she turned eighteen. Am I happy about this baby? Yes, I am. I’m ecstatic. It’s a part of both Posey and me. Anything that is a part of her, I will love no matter what. She’s it for me. I remember the stories that mom and the other ol’ ladies would tell about knowing when you find the one. I’ve found my one and I don’t plan to let her slip between my fingers. I was planning to do this on her birthday, but I guess now is as good as time as any.” I look at him shocked when he drops to one knee in front of Posey and pulls a ring box out of his pocket.
“What are you doing?” Posey asks, shocked.
“Posey-pie. I love you something fierce. I have since the moment I laid eyes on you. I was planning on doing this on your birthday, but things have changed. I’ve wanted to marry you since you agreed to be my girlfriend. You were my first in everything and I want you to be my last. Will you marry me?” Gavin asks. It’s so quiet in the house that you could hear a pin drop.
“This isn’t just because of the baby, is it?” My daughter asks.
“No Posey-pie, it isn’t. I was planning this before you told me you were pregnant. You giving me the best gift a man could ask for and it’s something I’ll never be able to thank you enough for.” He doesn’t get to finish the rest of what he’s saying before Posey tackles him to the ground.
“Yes! A million times yes.” She shouts.
“Well, that didn’t go as I planned. No marriage until she hits eighteen and graduates high school.” Eliot says. “They’re not listening to me.” I pat his hand and smile at him.
“They know my love. I’m sure you’ll remind them every day.” I tell him. He nods and mutters a damn right under his breath. The rest of the day and into the night, we talk about everything that has been going on and what’s to come. However, nothing could stop what happens from happening. No one could stop my entire world from crashing around me. No one could stop the loss that I’ll forever feel in my soul. If only we could see into the future.