"And this is your home," I told Anastasia when I walked into my house. It was beyond nice to be home, even if I had only been in the hospital for two days.
Anastasia just looked around the house, curious about her new surroundings. If she liked what she saw or not was a mystery to me. Her big blue-ish brown-ish eyes taking in everything-I think-that they saw, it was much different than the white of the hospital.
I took some time to admire my little baby girl. She was beautiful with her-very little-strands of dark-ish hair, and her somewhat tanned looking skin. She was taking after me and how I looked when I was born. I had to smile at the thought.
"Can you not stand there like an idiot? Kay thanks babe," Belle said walking by me; I was standing in the middle of the entrance smiling like an idiot.
"Sorry that my existence is such a horrible thing for you," I said sarcastically as I caught up to her in the kitchen where everyone seemed to gather, probably for food.
"I forgive you," Belle said as she munched on some celery sticks-can you say health freak? Not that celery is even healthy, it's just water.
"Oh you do? Thank you sosososo much, I'd die without your forgiveness," I said smirking at her when she rolled her eyes at me. Having a baby wasn't going to change our friendship or change my personality it just made me have one more thing in my life to love.
"You know for someone who just had a baby two days ago you're awfully annoying," Belle told me; I narrowed my eyes at her AND stuck my tongue out at her. "On second thought, you're awfully childish for someone who has a baby."
"Love you too sista!" I said handing the baby to my mom's waiting arms, she enjoyed holding her. Claire came running into the room demanding to see the baby, so my mom bent down and let her see. Claire hesitantly reached to touch Anastasia's little fingers, it was a cute sight I must say.
"She's so tiny!" Claire said a little loudly for she startled the baby who then started crying. Claire then in turn started crying because she thought the baby didn't like her and lets just say it got very loud very quickly in the kitchen. My dad went to comfort Claire by telling her that she just startled the baby. She didn't listen. Mom-the kind mom she is-took the baby and walked around the house calming her down.
"Well this is interesting. I think I'm going home now," Belle said.
"Bad Belly! Bad. The fun is just getting started you can't leave now," I told her with a grin. I got up to go see mom and the baby, and the baby seemed to have calmed down and even fell asleep. My mom her brought up to my room and laid her in the crib, I followed. "Thanks."
"No problem sweetie," my mom said to me after lightly kissing Anastasia's head, I did the same.
"When do you have to leave?" I asked Belle once mom and I got to the kitchen baby monitor in hand. Belle frowned at my question and seemed to be thinking hard about it.
"Uhh I'm not 100% positive but I think my mom wants me home by Tuesday, the latest. So I'll probably leave Sunday, so two days from now. If that's okay with you guys, I don't want to intrude on your space anymore, especially with the baby," Belle was completely unsure of everything she was saying, and I couldn't help smile at her.
"You're the one who has to deal with crying in the middle of the night for a two days, you decide," I said smirking at her, she wrinkled her nose at the idea of being awakened by a baby in the middle of the night.
"I think I can sacrifice a few hours of sleep each night for that angel," she said and I smiled. She fell in love with Anastasia the minute she saw her, I thought it was adorable. I'm pretty sure Anastasia likes her too, she always seems happy when she's in her arms-I think.
"I know I am," Belle said smiling, I stuck my tongue out at her.
"I'm cuter though."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night," I glared at her and pushed my bottom lip out into a pout.
"That's not all you suck," I was extremely glad my parents decided to put a movie on for Claire and watch it, they didn't witness this. Good.
"I think you're talking about yourself," she retorted, and I had to snort at that.
"Yeah I go around sucking…things…all day long," clearly I didn't since I couldn't say the word, Belle laughed at my inability to say it.
"It's not a sin to say dicks you know," I scrunched up my nose and made a disgusted noise at the back of my throat. I was sooo happy the movie made it so they couldn't hear it.
"You know I don't care about sins right?"
"Not the point Skylar. It's a word, get over your aversion to saying anything like that," Belle told me so I narrowed my eyes at her.
"You're a lamebutt."
"And you're afraid of words. It's not like by saying the word you're magically going to become a whore. Well not more than you already are anyway."
"It's funny you should call me the whore. When you've dated how many guys compared to my zero dating experience?" I asked her raising a brow.
"Not my fault I know how to talk to boys."
"I know how to talk to boys," I said crossing my arms and pouting.
"Now. But not before," she told me.
"You're the lamebutt you lamebutt."
"You're cute," Belle's face brightened like a 100-watt bulb.
"You're one to talk."
"You're too kind," I said faking embarrassment.
"We need lives."
"I couldn't agree more," we smiled then burst into laughter because you know we're just that cool.
Before our laughter died down I felt my phone vibrate, when I pulled it out of my pocket I saw I had a text from Jason.
hey!sorry i didn't txt before,but congrats!she's a beauty just like her mommy :)
I couldn't help but smile as I replied saying thanks.
"Who ya textin'?" Belle said leaning into look over my shoulder.
"I don't have a boyfriend."
"You're future boyfriend."
"Hahaha right," she said, but I could see her cheeks turning pink.
"No, I'm hungry."
"Me too, we should eat supper soon," I said glancing at the clock, it was 5:30.
"What are we having?"
"I don't know?" she made a face at me, as my mom walked into the kitchen.
"You guys hungry?"
"Yeah," Belle informed her.
"Alright, I think we're just going to have egg salad sandwiches for supper, is that okay with you guys?" my mom asked, and of course both me and Belle got really excited. We loved our egg salad sandwiches.
"Sounds great!" Bell said smiling, and then she laughed a little, I looked at her curiously.
"What's so funny?" I asked her and she shrugged.
"Nothing, I just remembered something," Belle said.
"Doesn't matter Skye," Belle told me softly, I furrowed my brows and wondered why she wouldn't tell me.
"I don't see why you can't tell me," she looked at me gently.
"Skye, do you really want to hear about everything that goes on back home? That you're not included in. Anytime I tell you something I can tell it bothers you that you couldn't be a part of it. Which is why I try not to talk about things in front of you," she told me as gently as possible. I glanced up at my mom and she was ignoring everything, she could hear it, but she wouldn't say anything.
"Belly…" I said softly, Belle grabbed my hand and dragged me to the upstairs hallways to talk in private. We couldn't go in my room because we didn't want to wake up Anastasia.
"Skye, you're my absolute best friend in the world. And it kills me to see you upset that you can't be included in things with us anymore. I don't want to bring something up that will make you feel down," Belle said shrugging, I gave her a small sad smile in understanding.
"Belle you don't have to protect me from the world. It's not your job. I love that you care so much. But I don't need protection, I need someone who…won't let me be weak, won't let me back down, someone who pushes me to be strong," I told her.
"But you're…fragile," I couldn't help but glare at her but have a smile form on my face.
"Belly, I'm a lot stronger than people give me credit for. You of all people should know that," I told her and she smiled at me.
"You are. I know. You've been through a lot in the past year and I'm proud of you. You're no longer my shy little friend who I have to protect from anything," I gave her a quick hug.
"Exactly, I've grown, I've learned a lot, and I'm tougher than anyone thinks I am. People underestimate me."
"Even me," Belle said hugging me tightly. We let go and walked towards the kitchen again just as I heard a soft sound come from my room. I turned around to go check on Anastasia.
I opened the door to see that she was still sleeping; I guess she just made a little noise in her sleep. Or she woke up and fell back to sleep. I couldn't help but smile as I closed the door to my room and told Belle that she was still sleeping.
We got back to the kitchen just in time to see mom finishing the egg salad sandwiches. So Belle sat at the table as I went to get some cups out for everyone and chocolate milk from the fridge.
"Thanks for letting me stay here for so long," Belle said to my mom as she grabbed the plate for of sandwiches from my mom's hand to put in the middle of the table.
"No problem Belle, Skye has needed you, and you're such a joy to have around! I'd adopt you if I could," my mom said laughing, and Belle smiled.
"And I would be the happiest girl in the world. My mother is suffocating."
"Hey now, you're mom let you come, didn't she? Not many mothers would do that. Your mother may be strict, but it's all because she cares."
"So I've heard," Belle said smiling as Claire and my dad walked in.
We sat and ate and it was lovely I have my best friend my family, and my beautiful baby sleeping upstairs. Life couldn't be better.
…it actually could...if I had the one boy that I want more than anything. But that is a something that…just can't happen right now.
Right now it's time to focus on my baby, because she's finally here.
Author's note: So, here it is; chapter 41. Not gonna lie, it's kind of short, and kind of shitty. Let's face it no chapters are going to be overly interesting till her and Tristan are back together, which will be soon enough!I may just skip ahead a few months.
It's been a long time. I meant to have this done in the summer, but I didn't, obviously. Then I started school, and well college is alot harder than high school ever was..not harder, just more work. So i'm sorry, but be happy, cause i didn't really have time to write this, i was just like "frig homework! i need a break" and that is what i did.
and i read read some of the last chapter..lol, the mistakes..i'll fix them eventually.
I have to admit I feel that no one reads this anymore, except for maybe a couple people. Because of the lack of reviews. Is it because people think it's dragging on? Because that doesn't change the quality of it. Maybe people just don't like the story. And that's fine; I just don't feel like trying on this anymore, don't get me wrong I love this story and I love the characters but I feel it's pointless to keep trying. I know there is a lot of mistakes, but I just don't have the time or energy to fix them, maybe when it's all done I will. I'm not a pro-writer, I don't have the best writing, or even very good writing, but I like to believe I have heart. I feel really really melodramatic right now. But yeah.
I've decided I need 5, just 5, reviews before I even start to think about writing a new chapter. I think 5 is good? Not too hard to do? especially since i've got time to wait, since i'm always doing homeworkk. sadly.
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