"It was supposed to be so simple. I kept telling April not to worry. I promised her it would all work out. I promised her."

Chapter 3

"April. April wake up Baby." Roger whispered running a hand down the side of her face.

Her eyes opened she smiled up at him. "Hey you're finally home." She sat up on the couch, stretched and yawned. "What time is it?"

"Almost eight."

"Where have you been?"

"Working." He flopped down on the couch next to her. "I'm so beat. It's supposed to rain really hard for the next two days so Mike wanted to get us ahead of schedule. I'm telling you right now, we are never buying a house with a yard. If I never see another lawnmower again after I get done working for Mike that's fine with me. You can go play in the park little girl!" He said leaning over and kissing April's pregnant stomach.

April giggled as he kissed her stomach. "You're crazy Roger. Are you hungry? I got spaghetti?"

"I'm starving. And I'm filthy. I gotta take a shower." He kissed her stomach again, kissed April and headed towards the bathroom.

Roger finished showering and changed into boxers and a tee shirt. By the time he came out April was dishing up the spaghetti. She handed him a bowl and they sat back down on the couch.

"Thanks Baby." He told her taking a bit of his food. "How do you feel?"

April shrugged. "Fat. Bored. Useless. Oh and fat."

"You're not fat. And you're not useless." He gave her a mischievous little grin. "You got lots of uses Baby."

She kicked her foot out, hitting him in the leg. "You are so bad!" She grinned at him. "But seriously Roger, why won't you let me get a job?"

He put down the fork that was halfway to his mouth. "How about cause you're like eight months pregnant?"

"Roger…" She pouted.

"Ap…Nobody's gonna hire you when your eight months pregnant."

"They might on the boardwalk?"

"Where half of our high school goes on vacation? The last thing we need is somebody seeing us and telling our parents or somebody back home." He countered before finishing off his dinner and setting the bowl on the floor.

After pouting for a moment and playing with her food she finally spoke. "I know. I know you're right. But I just feel so useless. And we could use the money."

Roger scooted closer to her, took the bowl out of her hand and set it on the floor next to his. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her onto his lap. "Don't worry about the money. I'll take care of the money."

"But Rog…"

He kissed her neck as he held her. "Don't worry. Please? You just keep cooking Amber and I'll take care of the money. I promise." He kissed her again.

"I know. I'm sorry." She intertwined her fingers with his and rested them on her stomach.

He kissed her neck again and scratched her belly. "What did you do today?"

"Nothing." She shrugged. "Watched TV. Read magazine. Connie took me to the grocery store. I got more cereal and milk. And some more mac and cheese. Oh and more chocolate chip waffles and Oreos."

"That's cool. Connie and Mike are really nice."

"Yeah they're great. And we really owe them. We'd be totally screwed if your cousin hadn't hooked us up with them."

"Yeah, big time." He said in a tired voice. "Did I tell you I talked to Randy today?"

April sat up some and turned to look at him. "No! What did he say? Does he know anything? Was he really mad about the band? What did he say?"

Roger pulled her back up against him. "Well, he was pretty pissed when I never turned up for band practice. But he found somebody to replace me."

She held his hands tightly, hugging her self with his arms. "I'm so sorry Roger. You loved that band. I'm so sorry." Tears forming in her eyes.

"It's okay Baby. I love you more than some dumb old band. There's other bands. Besides, Randy will get over it. He kinda understood."

"I hope so. Did he say anything else?" She asked wiping her eyes.

"Well he said our parents have called everyone we know. And Mark's parents are coming down hard on him too."

"Oh no! Poor Mark. What's happening?"

"Well nobody believes that he doesn't know where we are. He's been grounded since the day after we took off. Oh and get this! Randy said that little bitch Carrie dumped Mark. She said she wasn't going to waste her whole summer vacation waiting on him to get off grounding."

"What a bitch! He's better off! I never liked her. But poor Mark. God we are ruining his life!"

"Don't worry about Mark. He can take it. And he'll never tell. But Randy did say they were still looking hard for us. So I don't think we better go anywhere in my car if we can help it. We better stick to hanging our here or riding with Mike and Connie. Better safe than sorry. That's our new motto."

April let out a little giggle at that statement.

"What's so funny?" He asked her.

"Well…" She laughed again. "If that had been your motto eight months ago we wouldn't be in this mess."

Roger got a little grin. "Yeah, yeah, I know." He kissed the back of her neck. "I'm sorry. But I'll make it up to you. You'll see. I promise. It will all work out. I promise."

A/N Just a little flashback. Roger thinking back on things as he tells everyone the story of what happened.

Glad everyone is enjoying this. I'm thinking of doing a prequeal once this is done. What lead up to this and all. Let me know what you think.

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