Angel's Lullaby

Late Night Conversations

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Why does he stay with me? Randy wondered, watching John sleep. He was worried about all that was changing in his life. Things were slowly turning strange.

Trish was in her fifteenth week of pregnancy. She was starting to show. As her belly swelled, life began to revolve around the unborn baby. Clothing was purchased. Names were discussed.

Only fifteen weeks old, the unborn baby was a person.

I'm not good enough, he thought, closing his eyes. John was such a wonderful person. Randy was less than perfect. Some days, Randy wasn't even sure why John stayed with him.

Letting John sleep, Randy got up. Wandering into the kitchen, he sighed, as his cellphone began to ring. Rolling his eyes, he answered it.

"Yes, Trish?"

"I can't sleep!" she moaned.

"Welcome to the club,"

"Don't be sarcastic!"

"Sorry. I'm not in a very good mood," Glancing up at the clock, he realized how late it was. "Why are you up?"

"I had a craving for buttered noodles,"

"Did you fulfill your craving?"

"Of course. Do you want to come over?"

"Now?"

"Yes, now. Neither of us can sleep and this house is too quiet," She was alone while Chris was on the road.

"Be right there,"

Trish lived right down the hall from John and Randy. At first, it had been pure coincedence. Then, they started to become friends. Actually, Trish had been Randy's best friend for years, and Chris had been John's best friend for years.

Walking out the door, he quietly shuffled down the hall. The apartment floor was silent. Not surprising for two-sixteen AM, but still.

Trish met him at the door. Clad in only a pair of black stretchy shorts and a white sports bra, she flaunted her pregnant belly. Only fifteen weeks along, she barely showed, but just enough to say 'Hey, I'm pregnant!' Shaking his head, Randy grinned.

It was so Trish.

"Look at you!" he exclaimed, softly. She blushed. She HATED people paying alot of attention to her belly. The worst part was when well-meaning strangers offered her baby care suggestions. They had no way of knowing she wouldn't keep the baby. They had no way of knowing that their advice broke her heart.

She was more than glad to have Randy's baby. It was a good deed that would last for a lifetime. Yet, it didn't help the pain she was facing at giving up the baby.

Despite her best efforts, she was bonding with the baby.

"You okay?" he asked, sensing a change in her general demeanor. Sighing, she nodded.

"Yes, of course," she said. Randy nodded. He knew she was lying. It was too obvious, especially when dealing with Trish.

Walking into her apartment, he settled on the couch. She sat beside him. Sighing, he placed an arm around her shoulders.

"What's wrong?" he asked, shaking his head. Sighing, she began to cry. Collapsing into his chest, she began to sob furiously.

"I don't know if I'm strong enough to give the baby up," she sobbed. "I don't know if I have the strength," Randy gently rubbed her back.

"You're as strong as you make yourself to be," Randy murmured. "Trisha, you have more courage than anyone I know. You're a tough lady. I can never thank you enough for giving us this miracle. You got to know her best. You'll always be a part of her life. You gave her life and for that, we'll be eternally grateful,"

She nodded, feeling quite foolish. Why had she been so worried? She should have known Randy would listen to her concerns. He had always listened to her from the day they met.

"Thanks. What's wrong with you?" she asked, sensing Randy was in emotional crisis. The young man sighed.

"Just feeling sorry for myself. I can't figure out why John stays with me. I mean, he can do so much better than me," Randy murmured. Trish shook her head.

"Sweetie, he loves you more than words can ever begin to describe. When you're apart, I can't even begin to describe the look in his eyes," she said. Shaking her head, she grasped Randy's hand and placed it in the center of her newly swollen belly. "This is what your love for each other created. This baby is a symbol of your love for each other,"

Randy knew she was right. It was hard not to see what she was getting at. That was what he loved about Trish.

Her ability to always be there when needed.

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Chapter 7 is up! I love this story. It's SO much fun to write and put myself in other people's shoes.

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