TWEEK
SIX MONTHS LATER
"Tweekers, what are you doing?" ask Craig. I sigh because being bonded I swear he can feel everything. I like this but don't at the same time.
"I'm preparing a light snack for Kyle and I," I reply. "He is coming over today." I feel like it's been forever since I have seen Kyle. I'm sure he has plenty to tell me.
"Now you know I don't like you being on your feet," says Craig kissing my cheek. He grabs my swollen pregnant belly before squatting down. "Hey kiddos, how are you doing in there? Daddy's going to be feeding you shortly." Craig makes it a point to talk to the babies as often as he can. I'm almost 6 months pregnant with quadruplets. Two boys and two girls. Craig rubs my stomach smiling as he can feel the baby movements through our bond. He stands up. "No cooking. I can order out for you and Kyle."
"Babe, you don't need to do that," I say softly. "We are suppose to be saving money!"
"I want you to relax," he replies. "You let me worry about the finances. What was you going to cook anyway?"
"I deal with numbers at work," I reply. "I can budget very well thank you. I was planning to fix some salmon on top of an Asian salad." Craig frowns.
"Yeah, we are going for a treat today," he replies. "You have a craving for Indian food so let's do that." Again, the bond. I never told Craig I had a taste for Indian food. "Remember no spicy or cheeses."
"That's fine," I reply. "Let me check with Kyle to see what he would like." I send Kyle a quick message before heading into the living room. My lower back is killing me. The babies aren't even big yet. I can only imagine how much heavier they will become. I'm already looking 7 months pregnant. My parents have been great during this pregnancy. I'm only working part time currently. They are as bad as Craig not wanting me to do anything. I ease myself down into the loveseat reclining the seat.
Craig and I moved into a house. He did all of this himself. He is doing a rent to own. Craig originally was going to rent a townhouse from the same owner of the one he rented with Eddie. However after discovering the huge family, we are going to have Craig opted for something with more space. This house has more than enough space. It's so expensive but Craig refused to pass on this house. Plus, I like the layout a lot. Our living room is dark gray, white, royal blue and light gray. I wanted lighter colors but not a good idea with the kids. There is gray wooden tile throughout the entire house. I have a royal blue plush rug in the living room that matches the curtains of the same color. The dark gray lazy boy sofa set was costly but worth it. Craig actually picked out this nice abstract art that matches the color scheme of the living room. Our 70 inch screen is above the fireplace. I turn on the TV as Craig comes into the room.
"You need anything?" he asks.
"I'm fine," I reply as my phone digs. I read off Kyle's order to him.
"Perfect," he replies. "Let me get that placed for you. I will be right back." Kyle is in route here. I'm actually looking forward to getting an update from him. I know a beta name Bradley is very interested in Kyle. I met him once when he was leaving Kyle's apartment. He is attractive, kind, and very thoughtful from what I have seen. Kyle is still hung up on Stan. He has never said this, but I can feel it in my bones. I don't know if it is because he was best friends with Stan or because Stan was his first alpha. I'm lucky to be bonded and married to the alpha who took my virginity. I know not everyone is so lucky. Craig comes into the room handing me my lidded 64oz water bottle.
"Thank you," I reply. He sits beside me placing a hand on my thick thigh. We can thank the pregnancy for that.
"Why didn't you tell me Kyle was coming over?" he asks.
"You know why," I reply. "I would have told you before he arrived." Craig rolls his eyes.
"What drama does he have going on now?" he asks.
"Nothing," I reply.
"Are you sure about that?" he asks. "Every time I see Stan he looks like a sad ass puppy. He should have thought about that before he fucked Butters."
"I agree," I reply. "People make mistakes though. If Stan is still sulking, I would say he certainly loves Kyle." Stan didn't even do that when his so called super best friend stopped talking to him. However now sex has been introduced. That changes everything.
"Mates in love don't do what he did," he reply. I know there is more to it than that. Stan sounded like he lost control of his alpha in a sense. Craig is not aware of this as I keep some of the details Kyle tells me to myself. It was after Stan's failed rut mating with Kyle. Of course, he fucking lost it scenting Butters in heat.
"He makes sure to stay away from Butters," I reply. "I'm most certainly glad about that." I saw Stan at Stark Pond arguing with Butters who was begging for a chance. I was more so amazed that Butters was begging. I never seen Butters beg any alpha for well….anything. I don't know what Stan did, but Butters omega is apparently hooked. He looked so desperate when talking to Stan. I could feel Stan's anger from where I was. He wants nothing to do with Butters. That would be best. Butters may have cost him his true mate. It doesn't matter Kyle was born a beta. Stan has made his choice.
"I bet he is," says Craig. Craig hand massages my thigh a little. "I can't wait to use to the fireplace."
"It will be cold enough soon," I reply. Craig and I have light chit chat until Kyle arrives. He walks into the house smiling.
"Wow you guys really decorated this place up," he exclaims looking around.
"Yes," I reply. "The bedroom we used different colors. I don't want every room the same."
"I get it," says Kyle. I move to stand up. "Don't get up. I can come to you."
"You tell him Kyle!" says Craig keeping the door open. The food must be arriving.
"I can stand just fine," I reply. "I don't need to be on bed rest. Not yet at least." I know it will happen. When these babies get bigger and heavier walking is going to be a problem. Kyle keeps his jacket on sitting beside me. "How you been?"
"I will get to that in a minute," he replies. "How are you? How are the babies!?" I smile proudly.
"Healthy and strong," I reply. "They respond to Craig's voice."
"Oh my god!" exclaims Kyle. "That is so cute!" Craig closes the front door locking it. "Craig, can I touch Tweek?" Craig nods heading into the kitchen with the bag. Kyle excitedly touches my belly. A small part of me feels sad he will never get to experience this. "It looks like you got bigger since I last saw you."
"For sure," I agree. "I don't think I have ever been this big in my life."
"I would be freaking out about that," says Kyle rubbing my stomach. "Where are the TV trays?"
"Next to the window," I reply pointing. Kyle walks over to the stand grabbing two trays. I drop my footrest on the recliner.
"These are nice," he replies. "I like that it comes with a stand to hold them. Where did you get these?"
"Target," I reply. "They have decent color options. Not sure who would get white though."
"You would be surprised," replies Kyle setting up the tray. "I'm going to help Craig." I smile knowing Craig will like that. He never feels the need to ask for help. However, he appreciates when people offer. Kyle is really helpful though. Craig enjoys that about him. I rub my tummy feeling a few movements. It's hard for me to know which baby is moving currently. I can't see it yet, just feeling. I love feeling them move. It lets me know they are alive. Kyle comes back with my plate.
"Thank you," I reply. I got some simple paneer with no cheese. I can't eat a lot anyways. Kyle got some kind of pasta it looks like with some beef in it. Craig walks in with his plate.
"Babe, I will be upstairs gaming," says Craig.
"Okay," I reply as he winks at me before walking away. Kyle looks at me smirking. "What?"
"He is so loving," replies Kyle.
"So is Bradley," I reply. I notice Kyle tensing up. I want to ask him what's wrong, but I know he will tell me.
"Yeah, he's great," says Kyle. "He actually cooked some steak with lobster the other night." Kyle begins to nibble on his food.
"He's got skills like that," I reply impressed.
"For sure," sighs Kyle.
"Stan…." I say lowly.
"I haven't seen him," he replies. "I could have sworn I scented him in the park the other day when Bradley and I was jogging. I looked around but didn't see him. I hate that I am not over him. We weren't even together that long."
"You loved him," I say firmly. "That is not something anyone can get over easily. It will take time."
"Bradley asked me to move in with him," replies Kyle. Ah, now we are getting to the issue. I know Kyle said no. He's ready to live with Bradley besides the obvious. "He wasn't upset that I said no. He said he would wait until I'm ready. I can't help but think what the fuck is wrong with me."
"Nothing is wrong with you," I reply. He is in love with Stan. If not for that I know Kyle would be in love with Bradley. He is holding his own self back in this relationship. Kyle sighs. He goes on to explain that Kenny likes Bradley and is very supportive of their relationship. I'm glad Kyle has support. He needs it. The first few months were rough following the end of his relationship with Stan. I barely heard from him, and we talk every day. I had my own shit going on so I will be the first to admit I could have been a better friend. I gasp causing Kyle to look.
"Tweek…." he says concerningly. It's Craig. Something is going on.
"Are you fucking kidding me!" shouts Craig. Kyle suddenly looks towards the stairs.
"He must really be into that game," he says slowly. I try to move the tray the best I can. Kyle gets up easily lifting the tray away from me.
"It's not the game," I reply. "I am going to check on him." Craig is too angry for this to be video game related. I carefully head up the stairs to our bedroom. I see Craig on the phone.
"What the fuck you mean they are pushing the date back?" he asks. Craig is on 100 right now. I walk up rubbing my wrist scent gland against his. Craig closes his eyes as I feel his relief. "This whole country has fucking lost it. It is illegal for abortion, but this mother fucker could willingly kill our daughter." Oh…. Craig huffs. "Thank you for letting me know. Keep me posted." Craig ends the call. "Fuck!"
"Calm down Craig," I reply holding his hand. I place his hand on my stomach as this tends to relax him. "Tell me what happened."
"They pushed his trial date back again," snarls Craig. "I want that motherfucker under the jail."
"It will happen," I reply as Craig leans in kissing me. I moan as he pulls away.
"Kyle still here?" he asks.
"You know he is," I chuckle feeling his lust. Craig leans in scenting the side of my neck with his own. I tilt my head back purring. Since being pregnant the scenting he does is strong. It feels like I'm flying. "You're going to make me wet." Craig kisses my neck growling.
"Save that for later," he replies. "I would take you right now if I didn't care about Kyle hearing you." He stands up straight. "How you feel about the trail for real."
"At least he is behind bars," I reply. "He technically committed manslaughter. I don't see him getting off that easy." Craig nods his head.
"You're amazing," he whispers. I giggle as he kisses me. After we lost Christina, I didn't think I would ever find my happiness again. It's not perfect but certainly close.