Chapter Forty-Four

Grace

"Grace," My mom said excitedly.

"Hello mom, I wanted to let you know that my friend was sending a package to your house. I will pick it up when it comes, but I need to talk to dad."

"Oh, well I guess, if you want to here he is."

"Hello?" My dad asked.

"Hi dad," I said. "I need to tell you something."

"What's wrong?"

"Well I went home after the doctor's appointment, and fell." I heard my dad gasp. "Sam and I rushed to the doctors again, and the doctor said that I had a miscarriage."

"Grace, I'm so sorry," I felt Sam's arms wrap around me and press me against me chest. I looked up at him and he smiled. I smiled back.

"It ok, the doctor said we could try again in six months."

"You're not going to try again, right?"

"No," I said looking up at Sam again, "We are going to try again, maybe not at the six months, but maybe after, just when the time is right, for both Sam and I." There was silence on the other end of the phone, and I thought he had hung up, but then my mother started to talk.

"He doesn't seem to happy, what did you tell him?" My mom asked.

"It's nothing that concerns you Amy." I heard my father yell.

"Yes, it is my concern, she is my daughter too." My mom yelled back at him.

"I told him about the miscarriage, and-" I said but my dad cut me off.

"Her and Sam want try again, Amy, that's not right. If I don't want a grandchild, then I'm not going to get one." My dad yelled.

Sam

Grace looked stress and from time to time when she looked at me, her eyes were so confused and sad.

"Put it on speaker," I whispered into her ear. She did as I said and put the phone on the bed.

"Why can't Sam and Grace try again, it's their life, they are engaged, and they are living together, just live with it Frank-" Grace's mom said. I couldn't stand anymore.

"I'm sorry but I would like to say somethi-"

"You shut your face Roth." Grace's dad interrupted me. I looked at Grace, she was looking at the wall.

"No, we are living a happy life together, and that's all that matters. I didn't know what happy was until I met Grace, I also didn't know what a family was until I met Grace. She is my world, and I will do anything for her, and if it wasn't for Grace, I wouldn't be where I am today." I saw Grace turn and look at me with tears falling down her cheeks. I got up and held her in my arms for the long while, that there was no noise on the other end of the phone.

"This isn't over Roth; she is not going to have another baby, not over my dead body."

"That can be arranged." Grace said, she slammed the phone shut and sat on the bed with her head in her hands. "How come we can't be like everyone else in this world and live a regular life and call their parents and not have to fight?"

"We live a unique life, but if we're together then that's all that matters." Grace stood up and looked at me.

"Sam if you haven't noticed, this isn't a fairytale life we have, we are just, just," Grace closed her eyes and let out a huge sigh. "We don't live like other people; I just wish I was more like Rebecca."

"Grace, stop beating yourself up, I don't want you to be like Rebecca, I want you to be like Grace Roth-sorry Grace Brisbane, did you dream of a fairytale life?"

"Not until I met you, then I thought, 'well there is a chance that I might be happy now' but in real life because of the wolves we will never have a normal life. I'm not saying that the whole wolf thing was bad, but we aren't the princess and the prince who dance one night, and are married the next. Some days I wish that we were but in reality it will never happen." Grace sat back down on the bed and I kneeled in front of her.

"I know I wish that we could do something that everyone else does for once, but Grace, we aren't like everyone else."