I feel like I say I'm sorry too much... I'm sorry :( Sophomore year is hitting me harder than I thought it would. We just started A Tale of Two Cities, so that's where my time has been invested. I'm cheating on you guys with Charles Dicken's, sorry :)
Cat and I had come back to where we had began when we had first met. We were constantly together, always talking about something. Robbie was a bit apprehensive about letting me move in at first. He was a smart boy, I'll give him that. Who would let someone who acted as terribly to them as me back into their lives? I'm just glad their hearts are so big.
It was an amazing Spring day. The birds were chirping at an amazing volume, calling out to each other from their perches in the newly green trees. Flowers had begun to sprout in the front yard of the Shapiro house, and children could be heard playing in the early morning sunlight. I had just woken up, and I walked over to Noah's crib to see if he had too. Bright eyes stared back at me and Noah cooed and babbled as I stood over his crib, making funny faces for him. I heard faint voices coming from the kitchen, along with the clanging of pots. I picked up my son and began to go down the stairs, curious of the source of the noise. When I passed Cat and Robbie's room, the door was closed. Light did not shine through the door crack like it would if the shades were normally up, so I assumed the two were still fast asleep.
As I hit the bottom of the stairs, the first noise I heard was Aiden's voice, singing as his tiny feet tapped against the tile floor in the kitchen. Cat giggled and joined in his little song, and as I rounded the corner to the kitchen she grabbed his hands and they danced together. Clea sat in her high chair, bouncing up and down as if she wanted to join her mother and brother. Cat picked her up and she joined their game. I laughed to myself as Cat danced with her kids, while Robbie came in from the side of the kitchen blocked from my view by the wall. He grabbed Cat from behind, who was holding both Aiden and Clea, and twirled her around as all four were giggling.
I turned and walked away, feeling as if I had walked in on a private moment. I only wish the same could be with Beck and I, but I didn't want him to come back just for Noah. I wanted it for us. For us as a couple, and us as a family. I wanted to be like Cat and Robbie, happily in love with each other and their kids. I wanted to be with Noah and Beck without having to worry about Tori coming through the door demanding child support, or time. Time was something precious, but with Beck it was ten times as precious. When he was with Noah and I we always had a good time. Sometimes, when Noah was asleep, we'd just talk. We talked about the past; about singing, lockers, and the time we got locked in his RV. We talked about the present; His worries about paying child support, his next big movie, what would happen next. That's what we talked about most often. The future. He wanted to get a house, a real house. He wanted to get married, at a real wedding with all of our friends. He wanted me. But he wanted his daughter, his little girl who laid on her deathbed for two months and shocked the world as she survived. His little miracle. I want a miracle too, just not in the form of a baby.
I had breakfast with my 'family' before Robbie had to leave for work again. Cat and I watched Aiden get on the bus, and watched the bus drive away as Aiden blew kisses to Cat from the window. We went for a walk with Noah and Clea like we usually did, stopping this time at the park to push our babies on the swings. We got home an hour later, and I went upstairs to change Noah as Cat stayed downstairs. When I put Noah on the changing table, I heard a door slam, and someone sobbing. Startled by the sudden noise, I listened carefully and heard Cat's gentle yet surprised voice.
"Tori? What's wrong?" She would be here. Of all people, this is the one I do not wish to see.
"It's Evelyn, and Beck and, well, Everything! His friends all just started to hate me and I have no idea why! What did I do, Cat? I had a baby with medical problems, is that such a big deal?" She paused and I heard her blow her nose and try to suppress her sobs. "She's back in the hospital for some sort of problem and they won't let me hold her again! Out of the 3 months she's been here, I've gotten to hold her maybe a week?" It felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest. I tried to imagine not being able to hold Noah, or see him for as long as she had to go without Evelyn. "Where's Jade?" She suddenly said, and my head jerked up at the sound of my name; "I need to talk to her. I need her help."
I heard chairs being pushed out from the table, and a succession of slow footsteps on carpet. As they came outside of my door, I got anxious. Then, the doorknob turned.