Duncan sat in his room at the chalet they were staying at in the mountains. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and feelings all of which took a back seat to the important one, 'meg is dead.' He felt his heart skip a beat which he found amazing because he was sure it was breaking into a million pieces. His life, something he had built up for so long, his family, friends and future were over.
He was positive he was in love with Veronica he could feel it with every fiber of his being, which is why he tried so hard to hold onto her, onto them. He was sure they could get past this, Meg, the baby the whole mess. He was sure that they could come out stronger and closer. He was sure. Until he saw Meg, she was beautiful with the perfect glow that could have been from all the sleep or being pregnant.
'I love her' was the first thing he thought when he saw her.
But now it was gone, she was gone and he was alone. It had been 10 minutes since he got the call from the nurse at the hospital. And 4 minutes since he called Veronica, ending their relationship, 'it is for the best' he said and to his surprise she agreed.
"Do you still love him?" he asked.
"I don't know….. Do you still love her?" she asked back, with no trace of jealousy or accusation in her voice.
"Yes" it was all he could say.
"You cant let them take the baby" she said tears running down her face, more for the baby then the profession of his love for another woman.
"I won't" he stated with assurance.
This should be awkward, this isn't 'normal'….but hell who knows what 'normal' is… maybe this is as normal as it is going to get.
Coming home was hard, his parents had decided not to come with him to stay away from the publicity, that was the usual Kane way. Let the child take care of him self and his child. His lawyers had taken the Mannings to court; the judge ruled to full custody of his daughter to him since the Mannings were all too eager to give her up for adoption. So here he was a teenage boy (who should be worried about his college applications and which kegger to go to) sitting on the couch baby in hands on a Friday night. His parents had convinced him to move back into the mansion, that a hotel was no place to raise a child, unless you wanted her to end up like Elouise.
Megan Marie Kane was asleep in her white and pink bassinet, as her daddy rocked it back and forth reading the newest Stephen King thriller. There was a knock on the door and Duncan was happy that Megan was a heavy sleeper. He got up off the couch taking precautionary measures to make sure the bassinet was firm in place before making his way to the door.
"Heya man" Logan stated with a smile as he walked past Duncan and into the mansion that he used to call his 'second home' growing up.
"Hey what are you doing here?" he asked confused he wasn't sure how people were going to act to the news, he had been cooped up for the past couple of days and hadn't had any visitors besides Veronica. She had been a life saver, and had a sharp eye when it came to shopping for a baby (thus the bassinet).
"Came to check up on the new daddy, so where is the brat" he said with a smile looking around the room before spotting the pink thing on the couch. He walked over and peered inside.
Duncan tried closing the door before it was forced open again by a foot; the person was hidden behind a pile of boxes and bags. "Not so fast" she said with a giggle pushing past him, Wallace came in behind hands filled as well.
"What is all of this?" he asked astonished.
"We bring food, games, toys and….." she said peering into one of the bags and pulling out a large tub or Vanilla and chocolate swirl ice cream "The good stuff" she laughed putting the groceries away in the kitchen.
"You didn't have to do this" he said, his words cluttered with emotion.
"neither did you" Logan said looking at the baby again, before adding "good job" playfully punching Duncan in the shoulder.
The weekend had ended and Duncan started to get anxious how he was going to go to school with a baby. He needed to graduate and had already missed a couple of weeks.
"You need a nanny" Logan said looking around at the house that looked like a tornado had stopped in over the weekend.
"No,no,no I am not going to have some 50 year old woman taking care of my child and treating her like a job" he huffed.
"Common man look at you" he said pointing at his friend's haggard appearance. "You need sleep" he said slapping him on the back, then taking a step back "and a bath" he added.
"Fine I will start looking tomorrow, can you and Veronica be here too, I don't think I trust myself wit the decision" he asked with distress in his eyes.
"Sure man" he said his heart aching a bit at the mention of veronica, they hadn't talked in a while and when they did it was mostly about Duncan or the baby.
As if reading his mind "Why don't you tell her how you feel?"
"What and be open for her to yet again do a Mexican hat dance on my heart…I think not"
"Whatever man" he said turning back to his room and attempting yet again to take a nap.