A/N: Hey y'all! So things have been crazy busy lately due to me renovating my room which is equal parts awesome and chaos. So anyways, once that's done I should be able to post more chapters. Also I have a youtube channel if you want to check it out! It's - .
Natalie's Point of View
Well I guess I'd now put the story off as long as I could have, and I knew that the longer I waited to tell my father about John, the more anxious he would become about it.
"One year during Mardi Gras, me and a group of friends decided to go crash a party at one of the mansions uptown. I was unbelievably drunk and so was just about everyone else there…"
I ignored the angry glare my dad was giving me for that last comment and continued.
"I found this guy in the coat closet-also plastered mind you-and started laughing at him because he was so out of it he had no idea what he was doing! Well after talking for a minute or two we went back to the party and started to dance. That was the first of many, wonderful dates" I smiled while the good memories lasted.
"And I'm assuming by how attached you were to this John character that was just the beginning." Carlisle said.
"Well, as time progressed, and me being the fine lady that I am, John did the normal thing to do back then and proposed. It was the most beautiful ring! It wasn't like anything I'd ever seen before, or have seen since! I wish you could have been there, Daddy! I may be a little more than biased but I'd say it was the nicest wedding I'd ever been to! There was lace and daisies everywhere!"
The smile grew on my face the more I thought about it. I could feel it starting to hurt my cheekbones even! But when I realized the horrible part coming up, my smile started to fade a bit…more and more until there wasn't a ray of happiness in my body left. Without even realizing it at first, I started to cry.
"What happened then, Natalie?" My Daddy gently prodded me.
"A few years later, we were getting ready to-to have a baby" I muttered through the tears. "Only, I wasn't meant to have babies, I should have been dead a long time ago! So a little while into the pregnancy the baby well-it-it died!"
A sob finally broke through as I finished the sentence. My Daddy grabbed me around the waist and pulled me closer to him until I thought he was going to squeeze the stuffing out of me.
"I'm so sorry, baby girl. Really sorry you sacrificed that part of your life for me."
I had heard him talking but wasn't paying any attention at that point. "I didn't even know what was happening at that point! John had to try and explain it all to me! How could I not know!"
He just held me in his arms and tried to calm me down as I relived the horror story for the millionth time lately. But somehow I knew that it was going to be okay. I had a family now, I wasn't all alone anymore! And somehow, in the midst of all the sadness, I felt a sliver of peace.
A/N: Sorry this story is so short guys but like I said, I'll probably be posting more soon!