Hey guys, I decided to write a sequel to my story Roses. I hope you guys enjoy this story just as much as Roses.
Trust me it gets a lot more interesting as the story goes on this is just basically starting everything out.
Enjoy. (:
Eli's POV.
It's been 2 months since I was almost dead and I couldn't be happier, guess who finally agreed to marry me? That's right my beautiful Clare I always feel like I'm walking on cloud 9 now.
Owen and Michael were charged with attempted murder and are now serving their times in the Toronto jail. They had it coming, they got what they deserved.
I'm back in school unfortunately this wasn't the best thing for Clare. She still is shaken up from everything that had happened but is slowly getting better.
I send her the dozen bright red roses still and now I've started sending lilies for my little bunch of joy growing in Clare. I think I've been the giddiest person lately I've gotten a beautiful fiancee and now a baby is coming soon. Deciding to leave my university and go to a school closer to home was a no brain-er.
Clare is around 4 months now, she has a little bump but nothing to visible. She definitely has the mood swings of a pregnant woman trust me when I go visit her on the weekends so far I've almost gotten a iron thrown at me cause I said she looked beautiful and she thought I was lying.
Strangely she didn't get the morning sickness you'd think a pregnant woman get so I thought that was odd but Clare was grateful she didn't get it.
I'm starting to pack up last minute things from my dorm and have been loading them into Morty now soon I'll be at home back at my parents house. I'll be staying there till I get my apartment all squared away.
My phone started vibrating on my night stand and I leaped over the bed unfortunately I over jumped it and pretty much fell forward landing on my tummy. An humph escaped my lips as I grabbed for my phone.
The caller ID read out that it was Clare, I never flipped a phone open so fast.
"Eli!" She screamed into the phone, "I'm out of pickles and I'm out of peanut butter." The image of her pouting came into my head and I couldn't help the smile that spread out on my face.
I let a soft chuckle out at her cuteness and mumbled my response, "Babe I'm almost done all my packing I'll pick up some more peanut butter and pickles on my home."
She let out a squeal, "Yay! Finally! It's been an hour since I've had them." She was either really hyper or really pissy.
"Alright well I have to finish packing and I'll be home around 3ish, okay?" I told her, I heard her sigh on the other line.
"Love you! Talk to you soon!" With that she disconnected and I could get back to packing the little things back up.
My roommate was no where to be found, well he already knew I was leaving so it's all good I guess.
I grabbed the box with all the pictures I had and other little things, I walked out the door locking it on the way out and went to put the last box in Morty. I ran to my dorm adviser and handed him over the key while we said our goodbyes.
I'm finally going home for good! Thank God.
I get to see my parents, Adam and my beautiful girls waiting for me at home. I turned on the ignition and away I went.
It took me close to 2 hours to get home with my little trip to the grocery store. The cashier looked at me and had raised an eyebrow at me.
I quickly left the store and went to Clare's, I knew her parents weren't going to be home so I could just let myself in.
I pulled up next to the curb and jumped out of the car, I looked up and saw Clare in her window smiling so brightly down at me.
I swear I turned into a big mush ball when it came to her. I walked up the step and opened up the door not a second before I was in the house I was attacked my little ball of energy.
"Gimme gimme gimme." She chanted over and over, I handed her the bag of pickles and peanut butters and she turned on her heels to the kitchen.
She didn't even give me my hello kiss, I followed after. "I don't get a hello kiss," I pouted to her. She smiled a little walked over and placed a small kiss on my cheek.
Whoa whoa whoa, a kiss on the cheek will not do. I grabbed her by her waist careful not to hurt her though and crashed my lips to hers.
She relaxed into the kiss and soon was kissing me back, we were interrupted by her tummy growling.
She pulled away, "I told you I was hungry."
I just had to laugh at that, she was to darn adorable for her own good.
All of the sudden Clare's face turned to shock and her hand flew to her stomach. Her breath had become ragged.
I immediately started to panicked and ran over to her, "Clare baby what's wrong? Is it the baby?"
She didn't respond she just grabbed my bigger hand in her smaller one and place it over her stomach and after a few second you could feel a slight kick. My eyes widened and my mouth fell open.
I actually felt my baby kick, Clare's eyes filled with tears as she felt the movement.
She leaned up to me and just kissed me it was a sweet and soft kissed but still was full of so much passionate.
This was a great moment for me and Clare it can't get any better than this, I finally have my own little family.
But I still had this feeling that, this baby is going to be special. That's just a gut feeling I guess but hey I think any Goldsworthy baby is special. Clare was still caressing her stomach I came up behind her placed my hands on hers and just smiled into her neck.
This was my heaven.
I know it wasn't as interesting yet, but trust me it will get more interesting. (:
Sorry it was so short. There is a mystery to this story, it's a mystery story like Roses was.
Tell me whatcha think.
