A/n: Thanks to Corderbollie for helping me through this story with ideas and shit. Check out her awesome fics This Must Be The Place and Nothing But Flowers! They're seriously good fics. I wanna thank silassteel1 for the suggestions. Thanks everyone for reviewing and I hope you have been liking this fic so far.
Bailey swallowed nervously as she pulled into their driveway. Her lust replaced with anxiety. Bill squeezed her thigh lustfully, beckoning her to follow him. She took a deep breath and steeled herself. All the talk of 'buns in the oven' made her ill. She didn't even want to think of pregnancy after having that abortion.
"Bailey!" Bill said eagerly, getting her attention.
She jumped and plastered a smile on her face. "Yeah." She said as she got out of the car.
Bill practically dragged her into the house. As soon as the door was shut, he was attacking her neck with his lips. He put his hand up her shirt and squeezed her breasts. "Bill." She said barely above a whisper. "Bailey." He said breathlessly.
"Stop." She said nervously, her stomach in knots.
Bill stopped and pulled away some. "Is something wrong?" He asked, looking over her in concern.
Bailey fidgeted around, she felt bad. "Uh, I...dunno, sorry." She said, looking at the filthy carpet.
"Is everything okay?" He pushed gently, carefully lifting her chin.
"I guess I'm just nervous." She said with an awkward laugh.
"You have nothing to be nervous about." He reassured her.
She shrugged. "To be honest, all the getting you knocked up stuff is a turn off. I don't want to get pregnant again so soon." She said, cowering away, waiting for him to yell at her.
She watched several emotions flit across his face as he processed what she said. "Oh." He said, creating some space between them. "I didn't mean to uh... make you uncomfortable. I'm sorry, Bailey." He said, wringing his hands.
Bailey grit her teeth, the guilt she felt was immeasurable. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything." She whispered, wanting to just sink into the floor.
"I'm glad you said something...I...I love you." He said, standing there awkwardly, unsure what to do.
"I love you too." She said quickly. "Just forget I said anything." She said, giving him a hug.
"I can't." Bill said, giving her a concerned look.
"Why not?"
"You just told me you don't want to get pregnant and I'm not going to just ignore that." He said, pulling away some, his hands on her shoulders.
"Isn't that what you want?" She asked, puzzled.
"Yes, more than anything, but I'm not going to force you into that if you're not ready." He said, squeezing her shoulders.
Bailey stared at him in confused frustration, as tears threatened to fall. "I don't get it. It's what you want though, I'm just being dumb."
Bill raised his eyebrows in shock. "Bailey..." He wasn't sure how to respond to that. "Do you want to have kids with me?" He asked carefully.
"Yes! I'm just nervous and don't want to jump right in yet. Especially after..." She trailed off as tears streamed down her face.
Bill clenched his jaw and pulled her into a tight hug. He had a feeling it was because of what that monster Amy did to her. He hoped she was get the book thrown at her. He was pulled out of his murderous thoughts as Bailey sobbed into his chest.
They stayed that way for several minutes. Bailey dried her eyes and calmed some. "Did you still want to?" She asked awkwardly.
"Maybe later." He replied as awkwardly.
She nodded her head, her cheeks flushed in shame.
The day wore on, the awkwardness of earlier mostly evaporated. Tomorrow would be the big day. Bailey nervously fussed with her hair. She was going to meet his friends soon. Would they like her? Would it matter? Bailey didn't want to, she just wanted to stay holed up in the house for now.
"Aww you're so cute." Bill said as he came into the room.
"Oh?" She asked nervously.
"I can't wait to show you off." Bill said with a warm smile.
Bailey bit her cheek. Guess it was that time already. Bill was certainly much older than her so his friends probably would be too. What would they think of her? "Yea."
"You ready? They're waiting for us in the alley." Bill said excitedly.
"N-Now?" She stammered.
"Yeah!"
"Oh!" She said nervously.
"Let's go!" He said, practically dragging her to the door.
Bailey slipped on some flip flops and let him drag her across the street. "You're going to love them!" He told her excitedly.
Bailey saw three older men standing along a fence, a beer in hand. She swallowed thickly and held his hand tighter. She just wanted to run back into the house. All eyes landed on her. She had already met Hank, but it was still awkward nonetheless.
"Dale, Boomhauer, this is my bride, Bailey." Bill said with proud excitement.
Bailey felt her face heat up. She wanted nothing more than to just sink into the pavement. She gave an awkward wave. " Hello." She said nervously.
Dale adjusted his glasses and stared at Bailey with suspicion before his face lit up in recognition. "You're the missing woman! Oh my god!" Dale shouted, waving his arms frantically.
Bailey paled and shrank back into Bill's side. She looked away shyly. "Yeah." She said shyly.
"This is who you're marrying?" Dale asked in surprise, suspicion dripping off his voice.
"Yes!" Bill said, a warning on the edge of his voice, as he squeezed Bailey to his side.
"What are doing with Bill?" Dale sneered, jabbing an accusing finger in her direction.
Bailey wasn't expecting that of all of the reactions he could have had. "W-What?" She stammered, taking a step back.
"Dale!" Hank shouted, his fist raised in warning.
Dale ducked behind Boomhauer who looked on stoically.
"Seriously, he doesn't have looks or money! What could you really want with him?" Dale accused behind Boomhauer.
"I-I love him?" She said in a panic, wanting to just run back home.
"Are you asking me?" Dale sneered. Boomhauer shook his head.
"Oh! I uh left the blender on." Bailey muttered quickly before sprinting off to the safety of their house.
Before Bill could grab her arm, she was gone and already at the front door. He turned back to face his friends. A fury burning in his eye.
"Well that's just great." Hank snapped.
"Don't talk to my wife like that again!" Bill snarled a warning.
"She's not your wife yet!" Dale yelled. Boomhauer stepped to the side.
"What is your problem?" Hank asked angrily, standing over Dale.
"I'm not wrong!" Dale defended himself.
"I love her, we've been through some shit. She kept me alive." Bill muttered angrily before just going back home himself.
"Bailey, honey, I'm so sorry." Bill began to apologize as soon as he got inside the house.
" I don't think your friends like me very much." Bailey said tearfully, looking up from her phone.
"They will once they get to know you." Bill tried to reassure her, taking a seat beside her.
She leaned into his side and put her phone down. She just shrugged. Did it really matter? Why was it so hard to believe she just wanted to be with him?
