A Happy Mistake
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Author's Note: I'm soooooooooooooooooo sorry! Like really, you have no idea how sorry I am. I love you guys and I hope you continue reading. I've just been so busy lately but I promise that no matter how long it takes me to update I always will because I will definitely finish this story. I'm so so sorry! And instead of just giving shout-outs to the people who guessed the identity of the proposer right I will give a shout-out to everyone who reviewed at the end of the chapter! :) I hope you like this chapter!
Special shout-out Kezziexx who gave me the idea of having everyone take a trip to the Clayhill's log cabin! :) xoxo
Sam's Pregnancy Progress: 14 Weeks
Chapter 21
"Will you marry me?"
Sam stood in front of her proposer like a statue in a painful silence with her eyes bulging out. Someone had just asked her to be his wife? The thought of becoming a wife was even scarier than the thought of becoming a mother. Could she be a wife? With a husband? A husband she knew would care for her, make her laugh and happy everyday for the rest of her life. But he deserved better. Every guy in this world probably deserved better than her, except maybe Ian.
"Freddie, I can't force you to marry me."
"You wouldn't be." Freddie protested, while standing up.
"Yes I would. I know why you're asking me. You think it's the right thing to do. But, I don't deserve you. You need to marry a girl you're in love with. A girl that will make you happy and you're not marrying just because she's pregnant. There's a part of me that wishes I could say yes, but that wouldn't be fair to you."
"Sam, I want to be with you."
"No you don't. You want our child to have the perfect family that everyone's supposed to have but most of us don't even have a chance at having."
"We can be a family."
"We are a family, but we can't get married. You really want me as your wife?" Sam sat down at the edge of the dock, her legs hanging off of the side. The tears falling from her eyes gently plopping into the fresh water. "At your wedding you'll be thanking me."
"So, you'll marry me?" Freddie asked sarcastically, joining her at the side of the dock.
"No. Is that what you wanted to hear?" Bellowed Sam. "I'm sorry. You deserve so much better than me. And I hope you know that."
"And I hope you know that you're wrong and that you can always change your mind."
"No. The ring is beautiful though." Commented Sam, eying the ring that Freddie was still holding. "How did you even afford it?"
"It as the ring my father gave my mother when he proposed to her, almost thirty years ago."
"Wow. Wait, your mother knows you were going propose to me?"
"Yeah. Every time I saw her after asking for the ring she tried to convince me not to, but I think she came around. Not that it matters anymore."
"Save it for the girl you fall in love with and that you want to marry. Like, Rebekah maybe?"
"Rebekah? She drinks like a fisherman."
"That's true. But, she's blonde. And we both know you have a thing for blondes. Sally, Beth, Melanie..."
"You."
"Sure, so why did your dad choose a flower?"
"I don't know. My guess is either to signify marriage as blossoming into a new life or because it looked nice."
"Your dad seemed like he was the smart type, so I would go with the former. D o you think Brad hates me?"
"Why would he?"
"I had to choose between you and him and I chose you. He's never going to want to get back together."
"He doesn't. He loves you and you're not engaged so there isn't a problem." Freddie smirked.
"Yes there is. I'm a hypocrite. I got mad at him for lying to me, but I've been lying him and when I tell him the truth he will hate me."
"No he won't."
"Yes he will." Sam sighed. Then, Looking down at her stomach she groaned. "When did our lives get so complicated?"
"When you got pregnant."
"I know. Our lives weren't ready for that. I had just started to date a new guy, you just gotten promoted into being a real doctor."
"I've always been a real doctor."
"Of course you were." Sam assured.
"Yeah our lives are incredibly complicated, but I'm happy you did get pregnant. Having a baby is going to be hard but at the end of the day, we're going to thank our stupidity."
"And our Happy Mistake. You know Bucket is the size of a lemon now. That's what we should name him or her."
"What? Lemon?"
"Yeah. It works for a boy or a girl!" Sam smiled. "Lemon Benson. I loveit!"
"You do?"
"As much as I love cleaning."
"So, you love it? Yes! I like it. Lemon Benson it is."
"Yep. Our son will love us for that." Sam smirked.
"Son? Don't you mean daughter?" Retorted Freddie.
"No Bucket's a boy."
"Why do you think that?"
"'Cause it feels like a boy is growing inside of me."
"Or you just think that because you've always wanted a boy, but deep down you know it's a girl."
"Actually, no. Why do you think Bucket's a girl?"
"I don't know. I just have this feeling." Freddie smiled as he placed his hand on Sam's baby bump.
"Well, you want to make this a bet?"
"Sure, when we have our gender reveal party the person who guessed Bucket's gender incorrectly will have to..."
"If I win you have to wear all blue for a week..."
"All blue for a week? Is that really a punishment?"
"It is when I'm deciding what you're wearing and if I lose I have to wear all pink for a week."
"All pink for a week? You must be sure that you'll win."
"I am."
Brad sat on the garden bench impatiently waiting for Sam. His hands furiously tapping on the bench and his feet joining in on the tune as well. He couldn't wait to show Sam around the perfectly manicured garden. The bright red roses, sweet yellow daises and the perfectly pink peonies all seemed to dance in the soft wind as the tiny bees twirling around the sky lead the show. Sparrows swirled around in the marble birdbath while ruffling their feathers in the water. Suddenly, Brad heard that click of high heels beating against the grey cobblestone pathway. He stood up excitedly expecting to see the blonde beauty he loved and wanted no, needed to spend every moment or everyday with. But instead his eyes had been blessed with the view of his younger sister, instead.
"She's not coming." Kay announced. "She chose Freddie, just like I said she would."
"Are you sure?" Brad asked with disappointment.
"Yes I'm sure. I don't know why you've been waiting out here for so long. Did you really think she would come?" Sighed Kay as she sat down on the bench. "Come sit."
"I was hoping"
"Exactly. False hope is the death of all doves."
"Kay I think you need to lay off the alcohol before breakfast. I really thought she would come though."
"Yeah, that worked well. After like two months of dating. Did you not learn from Tilly?"
"No."
"Obviously. Now we have to get Sam to fight for you. She has to want to be with you. Not the other way around."
"How are we going to make that happen?"
"I know." Smirked Kay "...I'm going to go tell everyone that breakfast is starting soon. We'll talk later, brother."
When Kay said that breakfast was starting neither Sam or Freddie were expecting a feast. There was an endless array of fluffy pancakes, freshly cut fruit, perfect croissants, french toast, eggs benedict and scrumptious cheese omelettes. It was heaven for Sam who had just recently just stopped having morning sickness. There were two seats left on the food-rich table, one next to Brad and the other next to Marissa. "Sam! Brad saved you a seat!" Kay smiled while gesturing to the other side of the table. "And Freddie you can sit next to Marissa."
Kay kept her stare on both Sam and Freddie as they awkwardly took their seats. "You two were up early with morning."
"Yeah. We just wanted to see the house." Freddie replied, putting some food on his plate.
"It's so lovely Amanda. It must have been amazing visiting here when you were growing up." Sam smiled also grabbing the various foods and dividing them between her mouth and her plate, while trying to ignore the slight glare Kay was giving her.
"Oh, yes it was. But if you love this house you would love my parents's home. It's in Newtown Square which is like ten minutes from West Chester. And it has this huge area of open space where I would ride my horses." explained Amanda.
"Wow. That sounds amazing, I've never rode a real horse before. Only a pony at the petting zoo when I was like ten. But I did fare better than Freddie who..."
"Well then. Brad, you have to take Sam riding after she has her baby." Kay interrupted.
"I will if she wants to." Brad replied.
"I would love to." Sam grinned. When everyone went back to their meals Sam whispered to Brad, "Can we talk?"
"No, we can't, Kay scheduled a hike for the guys and a crocheting session for the girls. We won't see each other until dinner."
"Okay. How about after dinner?"
"I'll probably be too tired to talk. Tomorrow, maybe."
"Tomorrow."
"Come on, do you really need that much time? I know what you're going to say!" Brad whisper-yelled.
"You...you don't." Sam stuttered.
"Yeah I do. You don't want to get back together. I get it."
"No, Brad I..."
"Okay everyone!" Kay grinned, interrupting Sam. "After you finish your breakfast the girls will meet in the gardens and the boys will meet on the porch with their hiking gear on! So, hurry up and get ready!"
Sam arrived in the beautiful gardens in which she was supposed to meet Brad in, feeling the stare of Kay and Marissa on her. Only Amanda formally acknowledged her presence while gesturing her to join them on the benches. "It's easy to get lost here, isn't it?" Amanda smiled as Sam carefully sat across from her and next to Marissa.
"Yeah, it's huge." Sam replied.
"So Sam, have you ever crocheted before?" Kay asked, beaming her signature fake smile.
"Nope. This is my first time attempting too." Sam chuckled.
With a grin similar to Kay's Amanda replied, "Well then, there's a first time for everything."
Even after a brief briefing of the basics of crocheting Sam was doing well but she was still having trouble with the whole, 'crocheting' part. The rest came easy to her though. The tension between Marissa and Amanda and Kay and Marissa and Sam and Marissa and Kay and Sam was definitely evident. It was like a thick cloud of awkwardness had been hovering over them. Only Kay and Amanda were talking to each other and no one had offered to help Sam so, she was struggling with herself. "So Sam, have you thought of any names for your baby yet?" Amanda asked curiously.
"I have so many that I love but I think my top ones would be either Toby for a boy or Olivia for a girl." Sam replied, looking up from her...blanket?
"Those are really cute." Kay gushed. "You know, Kaycee works for a girl or a boy."
"I'll keep that in mind." Lied Sam looking back down at the blanket she was attempting to make.
"What names do you like Marissa?" Inquired Kay. Marissa who hadn't said a word the whole time she had been in the garden was startled by the sudden inclusion.
"Umm... I do like Arthur for a boy, you know it was my second choice for a boy when I was pregnant with Freddie and I think Dorothy would be a lovely name for a granddaughter."
"Suddenly, Lemon's sounding like a good name." Sam mumbled, as Amanda and Kay commended Marissa's name choices.
Sam laid on the quilted peach coloured comforter on her temporary bed evaluating the yellow and white blanket Marissa had crocheted for Bucket. Sam had tried to make one too, but after endless attempts and endless failures she gave up. The view from her window was spectacular, the yellows, oranges and pinks of the sunset merged perfectly together like an artist's palette. It reminded her about how she used to paint in college. Carly's older brother, Spencer had suggested it to her while her roommate would always go on dates, leaving her alone in her room. She painted with water colours, oil, acrylic, any and all the types of paint imaginable on intricate canvases, cotton or linen, big or small, it didn't matter as long as she was painting. They weren't even half bad, maybe she would do a painting for Bucket's nursery. Maybe.
A slight knock on the door made her lose her train of thought. Sam wasn't really in the mood for company, but the persisting knocks assured it. "Come in!" Sam shouted while burying her head into the pillows on her bed.
"Hey." Greeted Freddie in a moderately flat tone.
"Sounds like you had a great day!" Sam laughed. Freddie took a seat on Sam's bed, rolling his eyes. She turned around and lied on her back while he looked down on her. "Have you talked to your mother about baby names?"
"No, why?" Freddie asked, lying down next to Sam.
"She likes the names Arthur and Dorothy."
"What? You don't like those names." Sarcastically Freddie responded.
"No. I don't."
"It doesn't matter what my mom likes. What matters is that we pick a name you'll be happy with."
"No, we have to pick a name we'll be happy with."
"Yeah."
"Can I ask you something?"
"Of course."
"Why don't you date anymore?"
"I guess I haven't met a girl, that's available that I would like to."
"You should ask Rebekah out."
"Rebekah?"
"Yeah. I know she's a bit... Rebekah but I think you need to get out there, before we have a baby."
"You really want me too?"
"Yeah. We can even practice."
"What?" Freddie chuckled.
"I'll pretend to be Rebekah and you can ask me out." Sam explained getting up and pulling Freddie with her. "Okay, I'm Rebekah your future girlfriend, is there something you wanted to ask me?" Sam giggled in a high voice while she flipped her hair.
"Okay, Rebekah..."
"Yes Fredward?"
"Don't make me laugh! Rebekah, will you um... go out with me?"
"No."
"What? Why not?"
"Will I um... go out with you? Why should I? I can date any guy I want to! Why should you be the one I be with?"
"You should be with me because..."
"Go on."
"You should be with me because I'll make sure that every day you smile at least once and I'll always tell you you're beautiful, because you are, and I'll love you the way every girl deserves to be loved. Also, you should be with me because the pull we have towards each other is indescribable and real and I promise to be the best boyfriend and then hopefully husband that I can be. If you're with me I'll protect you, make you laugh and kiss you like I love you more than anything or anybody else in this world, I'll always try to be truthful with you and..."
"Yes." Sam interrupted.
"Yes you'll go out with me Rebekah?"
"No. Yes, me Sam will marr..."
"Sam, Freddie it's time for dinner!" Kay interjected from the doorway.
"Okay, I guess we should go." Sam suggested while beginning to walk out of the door.
"Wait Sam, what were you going to say?" Freddie asked, grabbing Sam's arm.
"Nothing."
A/N: I think we all know what Sam was going to say!Dang Kay and her schedule! :) Oh and the last part was based on a part in a movie, guess the right movie and I'll give you a special prize (I love prizes! :)) Thank you for reading! xoxo
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