My Little Nerd Chapter 13
Troy's POV
"Gabby, look, I know you want this to work out, but I have a kid, and you HATE kids. You always said you were never going to have any." I sighed, after we'd broken apart; I knew this was going to kill the mood, and we were going to fight, but I couldn't just leave it at a kiss when there was so much we needed to talk about.
"That's why I'm back. I wanted kids, and Jon Paul didn't. So I left, and come to the one place I knew people I loved would be." She answered smiling as she began, but ending with sadness in her voice, and looking down at the ground, glancing up at me once in a while.
"Really?" I asked, shocked that she had changed so much in the few years we had been apart.
"Yeah." She answered, "But if your life is already too full and complete…then I could just leave…" She added trying to come up with a way for this to work if I didn't want her, and something like what had happened at the hospital happened again.
"No, Gabby…I don't ever want you to leave again." I said smiling as she came toward me, hugging me tight as I said this.
We sat, snuggling and kissing, watching TV until Chad and Austin came back from the teachers meeting night. I was kissing Gabby when I heard the sound of the door banging shut, and some excited feet, however I didn't connect them to the fact that I had a son, until Chad cleared his voice. I suddenly broke away from Gabby, and turned to face both Austin and Chad.
"Daddy? Gabby?" Austin asked, looking from my face to Gabby's, both of which were flushed with the excitement of kissing each other.
"Uhm…Hey Kiddo…" I answered, "How bout we go get you ready for sleep and we talk about everything?" I said, already getting up to walk down the hall to Austin's room.
Gabby's POV
I could feel Chad staring at me, and I knew he was smiling. Then suddenly he sat himself next to me, not quite as close to my body as Troy had been earlier, and whistling. Finally I turned to him after he'd begun changing the channels every few seconds, and when i was facing him, he smiled so broadly I could see all the teeth in his mouth.
"What?" I asked, grumpily, almost ready to cry.
"So after I told you Troy wasn't really ready, and didn't want to leave you, you rushed over here to make everything better?" He asked, smirking because he already knew the answer to what he was saying.
"No…it was on my way home. I wanted to make sure he was okay…" I answered, trying to make myself seem a little less pathetic over a stupid boy.
"You're staying at my house, and trust me; this is not on my way home from the school." He answered, laughing slightly at my lie.
"Fine, that's exactly what I did, but it doesn't matter, I just ended up making everything worse." I answered, finally letting a few of the tears I'd been holding back out. Chad opened his arms, and let me cry into his chest, and patted me on the back, attempting to soothe me, though at this point, nothing could.
Troy's POV
After reaching Austin's room, he asked the fateful question, "Are you and Gabby going to go out?" He asked it with excitement and happiness evident in every inch of his little voice and face.
"I don't know bud…" I answered, trailing off, not really wanting to tell him the story, just as I never wanted to tell him stories of my life before him.
"Why not? You obviously like her!" He said, turning his head to the side, and looking at me curiously.
"It's a long story." I answered, sighing.
"Well, then it can be my bedtime story, I'm feeling like a long one tonight." He answered, smiling and crawling onto his bed. I sighed; there was no way I could get out of this, So I joined him on his bed, the floorboards creaking slightly.
"Well, Gabby and I met in our junior year of high school, and I won't say everything was perfect, we defiantly had our problems, but we worked through everything. And when we entered college, we expected things to be the same. However, the distant was taking a large toll on how often we could see each other, and Gabby's full and advanced schedule, was taking a toll how much we talked. And then, her sophomore year, she met a freshmen names Jon Paul, and immediately became friends with him because he had very few." My voice was happy and cheerful when I'd been talking about the happier times, but now it was getting darker and sadder.
"When I came the next time, she was talking about how she thought Jon and I would get along great, but from the moment I met him, I knew he was lovesick over her. And that he'd do everything he possibly could to get her." I sighed at this memory, because the story was almost over, and it wouldn't end with a happy ending.
"So, he stole Gabby from you?" Austin asked, leaning toward me, his voice excited and his eyes widened.
"Not really, but it was his fault we broke up. We went back to her room after having lunch with Jon Paul for the first and only time, and I told her that I didn't like him, and when she asked why I told her he had a super crush on her, and she vehemently denied it, saying they were only friends and that if I couldn't believe that it was just because we were so far away and my confidence was going down, and I denied this, but in the end we got into a large fight, broke up, and I ended up driving home alone that night at nearly midnight, and crying almost the whole time. When I got back, I went to a party that was raging in a dorm a few doors down, and then, you were created." I said, smiling down and ruffling his hair at the end of the story.
"Tell me about my mommy!" Austin answered, while covering his mouth, trying to hide a yawn.
"How about tomorrow night? I promise I'll tell you all about her." I answered, pushing him down softly onto the bed, and covering his torso with his comforter.
I left his room after turning on his little night light, and watching him shift around a little, before he finally rested, and I heard his breath calm and slow. I turned away from the door, and walked down the hall to the living room where I'd left Gabby and Chad.
"Hey guys." I said, before dropping myself onto a plush chair in a corner horizontal to where the two were on the couch.
"I think, I'm going to leave soon." Gabby answered yawning, "I'm pretty tired."
"I'll walk you to the door." I answered, before helping her up and walking her the short distance to the front doorway.
She hugged me at the door before whispering 'I love you, call me tomorrow, okay?' and then she whisked away into the dark, leaving me stunned, and frozen. Was this all really happening? I couldn't believe that in over five years, this could be coming true, this had always been my dream, to have Gabby back, and now everything was right here in my sight.