SUPER sorry for the wait. I've been super busy with school. But like I promised, this chapter is longer than 17 (: I really hope you guys enjoy this chapter, I've been working on it for the past like four hours so I could have it on here before Easter (: But OMG, can you guys believe that in ONE month and EIGHT days, this story will be a YEAR OLD? Where has the time gone? But I promise I will try as hard as I can post the 19th chapter on that day (: Or maybe even the 20th if I get my ass moving and write the 19th ASAP. Lol (: But also I am working on that Alice In Wonderland story I told you guys about. It might be a while 'til that one's up. Look for it! But anyways, I hope you enjoy (:
I woke up in a weird home. Like, it looked nothing like our house. Different furniture, colors, even a different staircase. It's like I walked into the 1970s.
"Hello?"
"Rosemarie? Come in the kitchen! I made a cake for your birthday!"
Confused, I walked into the kitchen and there was Janine Hathaway, in a SKIRT. My jaw imediately dropped.
"What's wrong dear? Is there something wrong with my outfit? You don't like the cake, do you?"
"No, no. You just caught me off guard."
"Howcome? I wear this outfit every year on your birthday to bake your cake. Now, change into something nice, your dad will be home soon!"
I went to the stairs, hoping my bedroom was up the stairs. I walked into a pink bedroom, relieved when it'd been confirmed that it was. On the far wall in gold paint, it read, "The most beautiful girl ever. A rose has the face of an angel and when you see her eyes light up when she smiles, you can't help but smile back. She is hilarious, and loves pulling pranks."
I smiled to myself. Such a definition to describe me. I walked over to my closet and opened it. I winced instantly. There was dresses beyond dresses, heels beyond heels and sooo many purses.
"Has my mother NEVER heard of pants?" I muttered to myself.
I quickly grabbed a yellow dress, matching purse and white pumps. I slipped them on and looked around for makeup or something presentable. I looked in the drawers of the vanity, but only had found pencils, pens, paper, lip gloss, hairspray and other useless things. I sighed, taking out the hairspray and figured out what to do with my hair. I noticed a magazine, grabbed it, and flipped through it for a hairstyle. I found Farrah Fawcett, and quickly tried to immitate the famous hairstyle. Proud of myself for it turning out right, I swipped on some lip gloss and fixed myself.
"Oh honey, you look wonderful!" Janine said in the doorway.
"Thank you, mother."
"You're welcome dear! Would you like a little makeup to go with that?"
"Please."
"Alright, sit down in the chair and I'll be right back with my makeup.
After about 2 minutes, she was back with a black bag. She set it down on the vanity next to me and got out some makeup. She started to put some on me.
"You know, I've been thinking, and I think you're ready to have more makeup than lip gloss."
"Really?"
"Yes, you're growing into a beautiful young woman, and every young woman needs a little makeup to brighten her up."
"Thank you, so much mother."
"You're welcome. Now, tilt your head back so I can sweep on some eyeshadow."
I tilt my head back and waited for her to finish my makeup. Once she was done, she turned me so I could look in the mirror. I sucked in some air. I was absolutely stunning. She put all natural makeup on me with a sweep of pink and white. It was completely stunning.
"Oh my..."
"Do you like it?"
"Like it? I love it!"
"Oh, I'm so glad!" she said as she hugged me.
I hugged her back.
"Oh! I hear your father in the driveway. Hurry!"
We quickly cleared the makeup mess and I walked down the stairs while she put away her makeup in their bedroom. As soon as I was at the foot of the staircase, my father had came into the door. I was expecting it to be Abe, since Janine is my mother, but it wasn't Abe. It was a completely different person. I stopped dead in my tracks.
"Honey! What on earth are you wearing?"
"Makeup," mother said as she walked down the steps behind me.
"Mother, who is this?"
"Your father, of course. Are you feeling alright?"
"I thought my father was Abe?"
"Abe? Why, I don't know any Abes, dear."
"But, I swear Abe's my father."
"Rosemarie! I'M your father, not this Abe you're talking about!"
"Oh look what you've done, Rosemarie. You've upset your father! I don't care if it's your birthday, go to your room!"
I turned and ran up the steps to the strange bedroom called mine. And just like that, the illusion was shattered...
"Rose, wake up, Dimitri called. He'll be home soon."
Lisa was shaking me out of my sleep. I stirred.
"Why'd he call?"
"He wanted to know how we were doing."
"But I thought Adrian was going to come over with all of the stuff for spaghetti?"
"He was, but after Dimitri called, I decided it was dumb to make food. Since I'll have to go home and all."
"You could stay for dinner, you know."
"I know, but I want some alone time with Christian. We still need to talk some."
"We could all talk."
"Oh, no. It's fine. But thank you, Rose. I appreciate it."
"You're welcome."
"So, how did you sleep?"
"It would've been great, minus the weird dream."
"What weird dream?"
"It was like I woke up in the 1970s. My mother and I were getting ready for my father to get home. But when he did get home, it wasn't Abe. It was some other man. And it was like the whole entire illusion shattered."
"What do you mean by illusion?"
"Well, I'm guessing it's an illusion I have. How I wish my parents were with me."
"Oh, that your parents married and your mom quit being a guardian?"
"Yeah. Except we were in the 70s. It was so weird. Farrah Fawcett was young and alive, and I imitated her hairstyle. Almost perfect, might I add."
She laughed. "I can't see you with Farrah Fawcett hair."
"Well you better believe it. I picked up a magazine with her on the cover and copied it."
She laughed again. "But who was your 'dad'? Like who did it look like?"
"I don't even know. It was some man I've never seen before."
"Weird..."
"I-"
Before I could finish my sentence, someone was putting a key in the lock. Dimitri. I got up and stood by the door, waiting for him to open it.
"Hey!" I said as he leaned down for a hug. I wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him.
"How was your guys' day?"
"Pretty boring. We didn't do much. How was work?"
"Like your day, boring. But I'm glad to be home. Are you staying for dinner Lissa?"
"Oh, no. Christian expects me home and we have to talk about some things."
"You and Christian want to talk with us?"
"No, but thank you. Rose offered that too."
"Alright. Well I have the day off tomorrow, so you don't have to come over unless you'd like. I'm not sure if Christian has something to do tomorrow. But if he does, you're more than welcome to come over."
"Thanks, Dimitri. I appreciate it."
"You're welcome."
"Well I better get home. Christian should be home anytime soon. Bye!"
"Bye!" Dimitri and I had said at the same time.
"Be safe Liss."
"I will," she said as we hugged.
She hugged Dimitri then left. I looked up at Dimitri.
"So what would you like for dinner? We did have Adrian getting spaghetti noodles, but Lissa told him to return them and not come."
"I don't care. What do you want? It can be anything."
"How about salad and soup?"
"Sounds great. I'll get started on that."
"I'll help too."
"No, it's okay. You go rest, Rose. You'll need it."
"No, I'm fine. I'll help."
He smiled. "Always so stubborn."
"Always," I smiled back and helped prepare dinner.
"That was great, Dimitri. We should have simple things like that more often. Leaves less of a mess too," I laughed as we curled up on the couch.
He smiled. "I know. It's always a pain in the ass to have to clean up a mess in the kitchen."
"Soon we'll be too occupied to worry about dishes and everything," I said as I cradled my nonexistent pregnant stomach.
He watched me. "Wishing it was bigger?"
"Yeah. I feel stupid, holding a flat stomach. I want to be stopped when I'm walking, asking how far along I am. I want all the joys of pregnacy now."
He pushed hair from my face behind my ear. "You have to be patient, Roza. It takes time. And right now time's our friend."
"I know..I just can't wait."
"I can't either, but I'm also glad you aren't far along, because we have barely anything ready for when the baby does come."
"True. We need to go shopping soon."
"I am off tomorrow. We can get up bright and early and go shopping for baby furniture."
"Do we have enough?"
"I checked while I was at work. For now we can buy a crib, dresser, changing station and rocking chair."
"So almost all of the furniture we need?"
"Yeah. Then we'll just have to worry about clothes, toys and such. My sister still has stuff from Paul, so if it is a boy, we'll be pretty set."
"What about if it's a girl?"
"I'm sure she has some newborn clothing from my neice. We'll be fine, I promise. Plus you'll have a baby shower to get stuff from."
I smiled. "Very true." I yawned.
"Tired?"
"A little. But I haven't even done much today."
"Maybe most of your energy's going to the baby already."
"Maybe."
"So do you want to go to bed? It's going on 9 o'clock."
"Alright," I said as I got up.
He got up with me and shut the lights off then went up the steps behind me. But I threw him off a little, as I headed towards the soon to be nursery.
"What're you doing?"
"Just want to look."
"I see. What at?"
"What all I'm wanting to do to it."
"What are your plans?"
"Not sure yet. Can we go to bed now?"
"Yes," he said as he scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the bed.
He sat me on the bed and we changed into pjs. We climbed under the covers and he held me.
"Goodnight, Roza."
"Goodnight, Dimitri."
"I love you."
"I love you too," I said as I drifted off into dreamland. Well, not quite dreamland. I didn't have any dreams.
I woke up and surprisingly, Dimitri was still asleep beside me. I propped myself up on my elbow and looked over his shoulder at his face. He was so adorable when he was asleep, so innocent-looking. When he's asleep, you wouldn't think he's a guardian, slaying Strigoi. But, he does. I smiled to myself and ran my fingers over the man I'm in love with's face softly. Skin so soft, yet it still had a hint of a stubble. I leaned over and kissed his cheek, slipping him out of his slumber.
"Morning," he mumbled, clearly still groggy from sleep.
"Goodmorning," I smiled. "Sleep well?"
"Yes, actually."
"No bad dreams?"
"None."
"That's good," I said as I leaned over him and kissed his cheek again.
He smiled. "You're in a good mood."
"How can I not be? I'm with the best man in the world, I get to wake up and fall asleep to his face every single day and to top it all off, he got me pregnant."
His smile widened. "You're right, how could you not be?"
"See, I'm always right," I grinned.
"I wouldn't say always..."
"Hey now," I said as I hit him playfully.
He smirked and sat up in bed. I sat up with him, facing him.
"Are you awake enough now to go eat and shop?"
He nearly groaned. "No way. I want to sleep aaaaall day."
A whine escaped my lips. "Dimitri...pleeeeease."
He smiled. "Well since you're begging..."
I playfully hit him again. "You're not funny!"
"Oh yes I am, and you know it."
I fumed. He was right. He grinned and hopped out of bed. "Jeez Rose, still sitting in bed. Better get your lazy butt up and get dressed."
I got out of bed, smiling and we took a shower together.
"So where do you want to shop at?" Dimitri asked as we left the restaraunt.
"Just Babies R Us, since they have practically everything."
He laughed. "True."
We drove towards Babies R Us. When we got there, we both grabbed a cart and headed to the baby furniture. I stopped us at the cribs and started looking at them.
"Which one do you like, Dimitri?"
"Which ever you want, Rose. But we should probably get a wood-colored one or a black one."
"That's what I was thinking," I said as I looked over all of the cribs.
"I kind of like the wood colored ones," he said as he pointed at one. "It'd make matching furniture easy."
"Very good point. Lets get it," I smiled.
He smiled back and got a box off of the shelf, putting it in his cart. We headed over to where they had the changing stations and rocking chairs.
"Do you want a wood colored one, or do you want a white one and we can paint it pink or blue later when we know the sex?"
"Might as well just get a wood colored one. It'll match nicely."
He grabbed two boxes": rocking chair and changing station. "Now for a dresser."
We walked over to them and he picked up a wood colored one. "Now to go home and build them."
I smiled. "Then it'll finally start looking like a nursery."
He smiled right back at me and we went to pay for the furniture. An employee helped us get it out to the car and we were off to the house. I, carefully like Dimitri insisted, helped get the boxes into the house and up to the baby's room. As he went to go get tools from the basement, I started to open the box with the crib pieces.
"Ready to build?" Dimitri asked, leaning in the doorway.
"Yes," I said smiling. "Are you?"
"More than ready."
"Good, because from the look of the directions, we'll be here for a while," I laughed.
"That's alright, we have all today and tomorrow."
I looked at him confused. "Tomorrow?"
"Yeah. While I was getting tools I called in for tomorrow sick so we could get a head start on planning. And don't you see your doctor tomorrow?"
"Oh, yes. I completely forgot about my appointment. Thank you, for calling in so you could be there for me."
He smiled. "Of course." He bent down and kissed me.
We got all of the pieces and immediately got to work. He put it together while I handed him pieces or held two pieces together so he could put the nails in. After about half an hour, we finally put together the crib. Dimitri wiped his brow.
"Well, that was fun," I laughed.
"Oh yes, nothing is more fun than trying to put a crib together, screwing up about three hundred times," he laughed.
"Well now we still have the changing station, rocking chair and dresser.."
He moaned. "Can we take a break?"
I laughed. "No! I want to get this done and over with so we can semi relax tomorrow."
"True. I do too."
"Well then lets get to building!"
He laughed and we opened up the changing station box.
About five hundred screw ups, hitting our thumbs a dozen times, and two stubbed toes later, we had everything built. We were standing in the doorway, smiling at our work.
"It looks great, Dimitri."
"I know. Now all we need is some clothes everywhere and a crying baby and it'll be complete," he said as he smiled down at me.
"I smiled back. "Yep, then it'll officially be a nursery."
We hugged each other and walked downstairs to the kitchen.
"Well it's almost 5:30, what would you and the baby like for dinner?"
"Hmm..you decide."
"How about pizza?"
"Yummy. Yes."
He chuckled. "Okay. I'll call Pizza Hut."
I sat at the dining room table while he was on the phone with someone at Pizza Hut. I heard him say thank you then he came and sat across from me.
"They said it'd be about half an hour."
"Okay."
"What do you want to do until then?"
"I have no idea. Maybe I could call Lissa and see if they want to come eat dinner with us?"
"That sounds good."
I got up and called Lissa on the house phone.
"Hey Rose."
"Hey Liss. Do you and Christian want to come over for dinner? We're having pizza."
"Sure! We'll be over soon!"
"Okay! See you soon!" I said as I hung up.
Dimitri came into the kitchen. "So they're coming over?"
"Yep!"
He smiled. "That's good. It's been a while since we've seen Christian. I hope he's okay."
"I do too. He took this pregnacy stuff pretty hard. With it not being planned and all."
"Yeah. Hopefully he's gotten over that and is being supportive."
"Hopefully."
About ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I went to go open it and it was Lissa and Christian.
"Hey guys!" I said as I hugged Lissa, letting them in.
"Hey Rose. It's been a while since I've seen you guys."
"I know! How've you been? Last time I'd seen you, you'd been really stressed over Lissa getting pregnant."
"I'm doing better. We've gone to a few little meetings at the pregnacy center and spoke to a few doctors. I feel much better about it. And thinking about it, I know we can do it. And, it'll look great, the Queen and King having children," he said, laughing.
I laughed. "Yeah. It'd be pretty weird of you two to not have children, with how in love you guys seem and are."
"Yeah. So when is the pizza coming?"
"Anytime now. They'd said about half an hour, and that was before I'd called to invite you guys."
Christian and Dimitri stayed in the kitchen while Lissa and I went upstairs so I could show her the nursery. I opened the door and she sucked in some air.
"Oh my god, it looks great Rose."
"Thanks, Liss. We worked on it all morning."
"I can tell. It looks like a real nursery now, and not a plain room."
"I know. I'm so excited. It makes me more antsy about the baby coming."
"I can't wait until we do our nursery. Christian and I need to go shopping soon."
"You guys still haven't done anything?"
"Not really. It took a while to get Christian to where he is. He's so stressed, with all of these duties with being the King and then having a baby on the way. But I'm sure he'll be better here soon."
"Hopefully. Maybe it'll be a boy and he'll snap out of it and be so excited, you'll want him to no longer talk about the baby," I said laughing.
She laughed. "I hope it's a boy. And I can tell he wants it to be a boy."
"I'm hoping for a girl. But I guess it's mostly because of how I've always had dreams of a girl."
"Yeah. I hope you guys have a girl too."
We smiled at each other.
"Pizza's here!" Dimitri said from the bottom of the steps.
"Coming!" I yelled back.
We walked down the stairs and into the dining room. They set the table and we sat down and ate the pizza.
"Thanks for inviting us, guys. Liss and I were getting really bored over at the house."
"No problem! You guys can come over whenever you want, you know. Dimitri and I don't mind at all."
"I'll have to remember that next time we're sitting at home bored."
We finished eating then Lissa and Christian announced that they have to leave.
"Bye guys! See you later!"
"Bye!"
We shut the door behind them and sat down on the chairs in the living room.
"So what do you want to do now?"
"I'm not sure. Not really anything to do."
"I know."
I sighed and thought of what we could do. But my thoughts got interrupted when the doorbell rang.
"I wonder who that could be," Dimitri said as he got up and opened the front door.
And shit, leave it to Janine Hathaway to show up unannounced, especially after abruptly leaving when she'd found out her only child was pregnant.
"Mom?" I said as I got up from the chair and walked over to the front door.
"Yes. I'm so sorry, Rose, for how I'd acted when I'd found out you were pregnant. I really am. I was just in shock and wasn't thinking straight."
"I know, mom. You don't have to explain. Come in."
We all walked into the dining room and sat down to talk.
"Where did you go, when you left?"
"I went back to the family I guard. I didn't tell them about it until about a week after I came back home. They sensed a change in me and insisted that I explain. Long story short, they talked to me and got it through my head that I was acting silly and needed to be there for my daughter and son-in-law. So they got another guardian to replace me until two weeks after you give birth, and they rented a house here in the Court for me to live in while I'm here for you."
"Oh, thank you so much mom," I said as I got up and went to hug her.
"You're welcome, Rose," she said as she hugged back and patted my arm.
"So you're really going to stay and be here for us?"
"Of course. I was foolish for what I'd done, and I want to make it up to you. I need to be there for my daughter and my grandchild growing inside of her. Like my mother was for me when I was pregnant with you."
"You have great timing, mom. I have my first appointment tomorrow."
"Really?"
"Yes. It's at noon."
"And I can go?"
Of course! You're my mom. I want you there with us."
She smiled.
"And if you'd like, you can stay here when I get close to my due date. We'll make up the guest bedroom so you can sleep here and be with me at all times."
"That would be great, Rose. Thank you."
"You're welcome, mom."
She hugged me again then Dimitri. "I'm sorry to leave as quick as I came, but I have to go. I'm expecting the truck with my stuff, and I need to get settled into my house."
"Okay, mom. I'll see you tomorrow."
"See you," she said as she left, shutting the door behind her.
"That's great of your mom."
"I know. I honestly didn't expect her to come over like that and apologize."
"I didn't either. Or that she wouldn't come until you had the baby."
"Yeah. But I'm glad she came. It really means a lot to me to have you and her here to support me."
He smiled and wrapped his arms around me. "It means a lot to me, also."
"Maybe now you can work more so we have enough money."
"Are you sure you want that? You don't want me here with you as much as I can?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. I mean, I'll miss you, but I also want us to have some money for baby stuff before and after we have it."
"You're right. I'll work everyday until the day you have the baby. Then I'll go on leave so I can be here for the two of you."
I smiled. "Good." I leaned up and kissed him.
He kissed back and broke away. "So now what do you want to do?"
"Urrrgh. I have no idea. There isn't much to do around here."
"We could plan the nursery some more?"
"Like what?"
"Colors, where we want everything. You know, the basics."
"Didn't we get some white curtains from the wedding? We could use those in there."
"That sounds good. Want to go find them in the guest bedroom?"
"Yeah," I said as I climbed up the stairs.
We walked into the bedroom and started looking through all of the boxes scattered around the room.
"Find them yet?"
"Nope."
We kept searching until I finally found them in a bag.
"Found them!"
"Good!"
We cleaned up the mess we made and went back to the nursery. I sat on the rocking chair while he put the curtains on the rod above the window.
"Perfect," he said when he was finished.
I smiled."Looks great. Now what color do we plan on painting the walls?"
"I don't know. Do you want to do it the color that goes with the sex, or do you want to just pick a random color?"
"Hmm..maybe a pastel yellow would look nice?"
"That'd look nice. But it'd look really nice if we had white furniture to go with it..."
I sighed. "Damnit. We should have chosen a paint color before we'd chosen furniture colors."
He smiled. "It'll still look good with the furniture we have."
I smiled back. "How about a nice green?"
"That'd look really good. Lets do that."
"Okay," I said as I wrote down on a piece of paper the color. "When do you want to go get paint?"
"We could go get it after your appointment."
"That'll work."
"Want to move the furniture tonight, so we can just start painting tomorrow?"
"Yeah," I said as we started to lift the crib and carry it into the guest bedroom.
We carry the rest of the furniture into the bedroom and go into our bedroom.
"I'm starting to get tired."
"Me too. Are you nervous about your appointment tomorrow?"
"Eh, not really. All they'll probably tell me is stuff to do and not do and blah blah blah. Nothing too serious."
"And we'll get to see the baby."
I suddenly got very excited. "Oh I know! Even though I know it'll be small, I'm happy to be able to see what's growing inside of me."
"I know, me too."
I smiled and we hugged tightly.
"Are you nervous?"
"What about?"
"Having to take care of a little one."
"A little. Are you nervous? You're the one who has to push it out," he said laughing.
I laughed. "A little. But I know I'll be alright. Just have to do what the doctor tells me to do."
"Yeah. Both of us."
"Why you too?"
"If I dare look at you have it, I'll probably faint."
I laughed. "Aww, why would you faint?"
"I have no idea. But I fainted when my sister had her baby. I had to help my mom get the baby out and keep my sister calm. It was a horrible experience."
"I bet. But at least you won't have to help the doctors get our baby out. You just have to hold my hand and keep me calm."
"If that's even possible."
"Haha true. I'll probably be cursing and yelling everything."
"Probably? I know you will," he laughed.
"Oh shut up. I'll be in a shitload of pain."
He smiled. "I know. But your mom and I will be right there with you."
"Hopefully I don't break your hand off."
"I can handle it." He smiles. "I do fight Strigoi, do you not remember that?"
I laughed. "Very true. But still, I don't want to hurt you."
"Well you do have a good grip. You might take out my whole arm."
"I hope not!"
"Well at least we'll be at a hospital..."
We both laughed.
"At least."
"Are you ready to go to bed?"
"A little bit. Are you?"
"Whenever you are."
"But we need our rest. Once the baby's here, we won't be getting much sleep."
"I won't be. I'll do most of the work so you can sleep."
"Really?"
"Really. I've seen how a woman is after she gives birth. My sister was exausted. I want you to get some sleep. And I'll take care of the baby by myself."
"Unless my mom's here too."
"Oh yeah, there is her too. You know she'll want to stay and help."
"Of course, she'll have two weeks off after I have the baby, so she'll want to pitch in and help us."
"That'll be good."
"Yeah. Maybe even both of us can get some sleep while she takes care of the baby."
"Hopefully she'll agree to that."
"I'm sure she will. She'll probably still feel like she owes us from walking out like that."
"Yeah. Or will just want some time alone with her grandchild."
I smiled. "Yeah. I'm so glad she's here with us again."
"Me too. It'll be a big help."
"Think your mom will be over here too?"
"Probably. We could have the grandmothers take care of the baby while we sleep?"
We both laughed.
"I can see that.."
"So can I. They'll want to take over."
"Especially your mom, with taking care of children most of her life."
He smiled. "We better get to bed and not talk all night."
I looked over at the clock. "Holy shit, it's getting late."
He laughed. "I know. Would you like to go to sleep now?"
"If I even can. So many thoughts are swimming through my head."
"How about we take this one day at a time? Take it nice and easy and focus on the day ahead of us?"
I smiled. "Thanks Dimitri."
"You're welcome Roza."
We hugged and kissed, and he took me in his arms. We drifted off to sleep in minutes.
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