Okay so I have to say I made a mistake in the second chapter I wrote that Brady's dad lives in Seattle but he actually lives in Chicago sorry about that.
Brady Pov.
I pushed the cart down the aisle, as Mikayla hobbled from thing to thing, would she ever stop shopping I thought to myself as she picked up a shirt.
"Brady isn't this the cutest thing ever?" she asks as she places a baby tee-shirt on her stomach.
"Of course it is honey, I love it." I say in a tone so dead she turns around and looks at me.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." I lie, picking up a box of cereal to look like I was doing something.
"Brady," she says placing her hand on my back, "I know you're starting at KKU this semester and I was planning to go to Chicago for student orient exchange but I decided to stay home. I did some research and KKU has a special scholarship for people in our situation and they offer special housing, I've already applied and everything we should hear back from them by the end of the week." She says then waits for my response.
"You really want to keep this baby don't you?" I ask putting the box of cereal down.
"More than anything else." She says with a certain look of desperation in her eyes. I wrap my arms around her in the middle of the aisle and embrace her in a tight hug.
We continued our shopping, I'm supposed to be in Chicago in two weeks, and I won't go if Mikayla isn't with me. We have less than two weeks to tell Mason and my brothers and I have no idea how I'm going to say it. I already know what's going to happen so I figure I might as well make it easier for her dad.
"Mikayla," I say as she's trying to decide which fruit she wants.
"What is it?" she asks putting both of the fruit in the basket.
"We need to tell everyone and fast, listen." I say shoving my hands in my pockets then take them out.
"What?" she says noticing my seriousness.
"I'll tell you later." I say shoving my hands back in my pockets.
"You can tell me whatever it is when you're ready." She says grabbing both of my hands from my pockets then kissing my nose. I don't know what's with Mikayla but ever since she told me about the baby, she's been all gushy and lovey dovey, not that I'm complaining.
We finished our shopping and headed out to my car, I loaded the bags in while Mikayla sat in the car.
"I feel helpless just sitting here not helping you." Mikayla says to me as I put the bags in the back of the king cruiser.
"If it weren't for you I'd be helpless." I say I put the last bag in the bag.
"I'm sure you'd be better off if I weren't around." She says crossing her arms.
"That's no way to think baby doll," I say as I walk up to her door and put my hand on her cheek.
"I'm sorry." She says uncrossing her arms and putting her hand over mine. I walk around to the driver's side, get in, and start ignition.
"Where are we going?" Mikayla asks as we drive further from the city.
"It's a surprise." I say veering into the right lane. "Put this on." I hand her a blind fold.
"Okay?" she says a little but hesitant but puts it on.
"How are you feeling?" I ask taking on hand off the steering wheel now that Mikayla couldn't see, she hates when I do that.
"I feel okay, I'm definitely tired and I feel like everything thing is getting bigger." She says.
"Well those are all natural things so that's good."
"Easy for you to say, I feel like a fat woman." She says gripping her still stomach placing her hand on the small bump. I continue to drive the windows down the cool breeze filling the air, this is one thing I loved about summer it made you feel alive and so happy.
"Were here." I say staring at Sunny Park, a very peaceful park in Kingkow.
I walk around to her door open it and take off the blindfold, she looks around, and there's a small picnic blanket setup with a basket on it. The place looks beautiful even I can say that, Candice can be helpful when she's gossiping
I've never been to Sunny Park but Candice said she went with her mom and dad when things were good and she remember it being very pretty, she was right. It's a busy place but the area we have seem not have as many people in it. Our picnic blanket is under a bunch of Dogwood trees some bloomed pink and some bloomed white, the petals falling from the trees and onto the grass.
"Oh my gosh! Brady this is gorgeous!" she says grabbing me and hugging the life out of me. I take her hand and lead her to the blanket Candice had setup minutes before I was really surprised she was actually being nice to me. Mikayla sits down her sundress looking brighter in the sun she placed a hand on her stomach. I sat behind her putting my hands over hers.
"My book says by month four you can start to feel the baby kick." She says smiling then rests her head on my shoulder. An elderly woman with a Polaroid instant-print camera walks over to us.
"It does so good to see young love," she says smiling so hard "May I take a picture." We nod our heads and she snaps a shot of us and hands it to Mikayla.
"Good luck!" she says then walks down the path behind us. I wait for the photo to develop and we both look at the photo.
"You look gorgeous," I whisper in her ear. She giggles and her cheeks turn red just as we were children.
We eat our picnic lunch and we dip our feet in the lake, this by far is one of the best experiences in my life. Just sitting here and being here with Mikayla makes me so happy. Everything is vibrant and happy. Nothing can express how I feel. We get up and take a walk down the path Mikayla barefoot, which I didn't approve of but it's hard to say no to her. Everyone thought we were like older parents, asking Mikayla how far along is she and telling her she looks beautiful and her glowing skin. I was beginning to wonder why nobody else had noticed back at home.
We stop in the path to look at a butterfly Mikayla is so amused by it, her face seems to show the many thoughts crossing her mind right now and right then standing with Mikayla's hand in mine nothing had ever felt this right. I like being with Mikayla more than anything else in the world, now or never I thought as I patted my pocket to feel the ring case
I get down on one knee and pull out the diamond ring from my pocket, Mikayla hasn't noticed me yet but I sit there and wait, as soon as the butterfly was out of sight, she turns to face me.
"Oh my gosh mom he's proposing!" I hear a teenage girl whisper to her mom. Soon many eyes of bystanders are on us, making me feel a bit pressured.
"Mikayla Annabella Makoola, will you marry me?" I ask looking up into the deep of her eye. Shocked she stares down at me, her smile so big and so wide, so vibrant, I've never seen her so happy and I've known her for more than 4 years.
"Yes!" she says throwing her arms around me giving me another death grip. Everyone around us is clapping; some people are even taking pictures. I take what I said back, because this, by far, is the best moment in my entire life.