Alright I haven't gotten any reviews for the last chapter yet! How sad, but eventually I will! I just posted the last chapter before I started writing this, so god knows how long it will take me to update! Anyway, I hope you like this chapter.
Phil got back from the lawyers just in time to take Madison home, so Keely could go to work. Hillary dicided not to stay the night, but said they could try again a different time. She really wanted to give Keely and Phil a chance to talk. She knew Keely had a lot of things on her mind that she should talk to Phil about.
Keely stalked up the stairs from the garage at a quarter to ten. Her mind wandered back towards the Tanner incident and she thought about having to go to the prison to talk to Tanner's officials later during the week. She quietly opened the door and set her bag down on the counter before opening the refrigerator door. She grabbed a bottle of water and sat down at the kitchen table. She heard foot steps coming down the stairs and she peered around the wall to see who was coming. First Page's blonde head was visible, and then so was Phil's.
"Hey, what's she doing up?" Keely asked holding out her arms.
"Maba!" The baby shrieked.
"She wouldn't go down, so I dicided to keep her up." Phil placed the baby in her arms. "So, how was the show? I didn't get a chance to watch it because of this one!"
"It was fine. I'm getting my old job back soon!"
"Really was Kayle upset?" He asked laughing.
"You have no idea!" Keely smiled. "She through a hissy fit when our boss told her. It was hysterical!" Keely kissed Page's head.
After an awkward silence, Phil finally spoke up. "So, Hillary told me that you had to talk to me about something?" He asked.
"I do!? She said avoiding the question. "Oh right, I do!" She nodded her head and stood up with the baby in her arms and Phil pushed up behind her.
"Put the baby in the movable crib and we can go talk in the living room." He suggested. Keely strode away into the office and grabbed the pin and pulled it into the living room in front of the couch. She placed the baby gently down and placed a small blanket over her. She sat down on the couch next to Phil and she felt his arms go around her. She rested her head on his chest and breathed in his sent. "Alright, what do you want to talk about?"
Keely shrugged and sighed. "Mostly about everything that's ever happened to me, and us."
"Okay, where do you want to start?" He said getting nervous. "And by the way, what's with the sudden interest?" He asked.
"Phil we never talk about important things anymore and we never talk about the past. I feel, almost ashamed. I really need to get something's out, and I know you do to!" Keely snuggled closer to him. "I want to start, back in high school, when you first got here."
"But we already know all this!" He huffed.
"Bear with me Phil. This is important!" She whined. She looked at Phil's face. He was angry. Her eyes started to tear up and she felt like she was pregnant again. "Please Phil, do this for me?"
"Aw Keel, don't cry. I just don't want this to be to intense. We both have to wake up early you know." He rubbed her back and smiled.
"If you want to, we can do this a different time?" He continued.
She thought for a moment and placed her hands in her lap. "No, we should get this out now, or at least I should."
"Alright Keel, shoot!" He said making her relax into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and she smiled. "Starting when I first got here."
"You were a dork, but I liked you!" She laughed.
"Oh great, right when I got here!" He put his chin down on her head. "Ha, you liked me."
"I think like is an understatement." She laughed and snuggled closer to him. "When I was a teenager, you were all I could think about. I loved you more than life. I loved you at the dance I loved you when you told me I was the most amazing person alive, even though I pretended to be mad."
"I know Keels; you've told me all of this." She pulled away a little bit.
"Phil, just let me get this stuff out!" She whined. She sat uncomfortable for a while until her breath shortened and she found her self whispering. "You got me pregnant!" She cried.
"I know Keely; you had the baby shortly after I came back for you!" He rubbed her back.
"Phil I hate myself for that!"
"For what, giving the baby away?" He hesitantly reached his hand around her waist. "It's okay, we really had no choice."
"I did Phil! It was terrible. I never saw him. Not once, I just let him go." She sobbed.
"Keely, you had no choice but to!"
"I want him back!"
"You can't have him, he's not ours." He shook with frustration. This was a subject that the couple never traced, not once.
"He's mine, I had him, and I want him back!" She cried so much it made Page cry too. Phil leaned around Keely over to the floor. The baby crawled over to him and locked in his arms. He lifted Page up and held her between him and Keely.
"You need to understand what happened. We were sixteen! I was gone and you didn't know what it would be like. If I had been here maybe we could have kept him, but don't say you want him back now, because, he's not ours. He was never bound to be. I bet he's living a wonderful life without us!" Keely looked up from his lap and rubbed Page's head.
"We're not so good at this talking thing." She stood up. "I'm going to go cheek on Madison."
"But I have the baby monitor right here." He said pointing towards the lamp.
"I'll be right back." She walked off towards the stairs, holding her face as she went. "Why was it so much easier to talk to Hillary about this?" She wondered.
She entered the baby's nursery and walked over towards Madison's crib. The baby's eyes were wide open and she had a smile planted on her face. She held her arms up towards her mother and whined. Keely reached down and lifted the baby from the crib. She held her up to her chest. When she held the babies in her arms she felt like a mom, but when Phil held her, she felt like a teenager again.