Chapter Forty-Five
Grace
I saw the concern on Sam's face, him and I were in the middle, and we didn't know how to get out of it. I put my hand on the side of his face and brushed away a tear from his cheek. His yellow eyes looked up at me from where they were looking off in space.
"Sam," I whispered, "I'm really sorry, I know we don't live perfect lives, but we do have one thing that no one else has that's good."
"What?" He whispered back.
"Eachother." Sam closed his eyes and I watched him. After a minute I ran a hand through his hair. Sam grabbed my wrist, and then locked his fingers with my fingers. He got up and sat next to me on the bed. I leaned back on the bad and lay on my back staring at the ceiling. Sam turned to look at me with one arm behind him on the bed holding him up. I hit his arm and he fell on me. We both started laughing. "That wasn't in my plans," I said in between chuckles. Sam laid down facing the ceiling too. He reached for my hand and I took it. He brought my hand up to his mouth and kissed my knuckles. I looked at him and he turned his head to look at me.
"Six months," Sam whispered to himself, but I heard it.
"Do you want to try again?" I did but I wasn't sure if he did.
"Of course, there is no doubt in my mind, but you're the one who has to carry it for nine months, do you?"
"I think so; I'm just scared of what my dad will do. He isn't very happy about this; I just don't want him to find out." I started to cry, and I felt bad for Sam because he probably had strong emotions about this. Sam sat up and helped me up; he cradled me in his arms and shushed me a few times.
"It's ok Grace, I have you, your dad can't hurt you, and he won't ever hurt you because of a baby." I tipped my head up towards him and he wiped my tears away with his thumb. "I love you Grace, and even though we don't live the fairytale life, I guess we do have eachother." I nodded my head and then put my face into his shoulder. He kissed the top of my head and then he got up. I decided I was going to bed even though it was only five. Sam walked over to my under the covers and kissed my lips. "I love you Grace and I will, forever."
"I'm sorry," I whispered as I sat up.
"There is no need to apologize, ok?" I nodded and Sam kissed me again.
"I love you too." I put my head on the pillow and closed my eyes. I heard Sam's footsteps walk out of the room and he closed the door. I felt at peace, but not everything in me had peace.