Is it Possible to Mend a Broken Heart [An Arranged Marriage {Chapter 20}]

sorry it's taken so long. i had finals and then i had crazy work hours cause of the holidays, and to top it all off my laptop went to sh*te so yeah, but i'll try to start updating more frequently now that classes are out for a month, work has died down, and i just ordered a new laptop. enjoy :) rate, message and share as usual

Created by xNoPerfectionsx on Thursday, December 29, 2011

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Aaron had just finished loading the babies up in the minivan he had apparently bought on his latest trip home while I was still in the hospital. It was a nice looking car, just not one I would have ever pictured myself, or him for that matter, driving. He helped me out of the hospital required wheelchair and into the car. Once we were all buckled up and ready to go, we pulled out of the driveway and headed home.

Once we arrived, he started to help me out of the car again, but I protested, It's not like I was crippled, I wanted to carry my babies into their home for the first time.

"You can help me get them out of the car seats, but I want to carry them in," I said, explaining. He understood and got Gabe out while I worked on Ginny's carseat. With both my babies in my arms once again I couldn't help but let my heart soar with happiness. I would never get used to this feeling.

"Home sweet home," Aaron said, opening the door to the house. It had only been a few days since I was here last but it felt different. Smaller, more cozy. Maybe it was just me that felt different, more motherly. Seeing things in a new light. I carried them to their nursery and laid them down in the cribs, both went to sleep instantly after all the commotion. After making sure to turn the baby monitor on, I went back to the living room and collapsed onto the couch next to Aaron, letting out a sigh of relief.

"I love you," I said softly, laying my head on his shoulder. He ran his hand through my hair and gave me a kiss on my forehead.

"I love you too," he sighed and I looked up at him questioningly. "I just hope we get to relax a while before Zeke's next move."

"You never know, he might have decided to back off," I doubted my own words the second they left my lips.

"Which of our precious angels is actually his?" My heart sunk. I knew this question was going to come. He has a right to know, but I'm afraid that it will cause him to love one of the twins more than the other.

"Do you really want to know?" I asked, a hint of pleading in my voice.

"I guess not, not if it makes you uncomfortable."

"It's not that, it's just... will you promise me you'll still love them both equally?" I searched his eyes for an honest answer.

"Of course I will, they are both a part of you, and I love you." That was the best answer I could have expected. I sighed.

"Ginny is yours." He smiled, obviously happy with the answer, but I felt a pang of guilt towards Gabriel, as I may have just altered his view in his father's eyes.

"They're both mine," He responded, kissing my lips gently, then he pulled a blanket over us and turned the television on.


"Waaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh, Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," The loud crying over the baby monitor woke me up, causing me to shoot straight up. Aaron was no where to be seen, but I could hear him.

"Shh, don't wake mommy, shhhh," I couldn't help but smile, and I started to get up to go help him. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, there was a knock on the door.

"I know you're in there, I saw you walk past the window." I froze in my tracks. I knew that voice. I opened the door and sure enough, there he stood.

"Can't you just leave us alone, Zeke?"

"I still love you, Stephanie. If the only way to be a part of your life is to be a part of my child's then so be it. Can I see it?"

"I wish you wouldn't refer to him as an it." SHIT, shit shit shit, it just slipped out.

"Him?" Zeke said, a smirk growing across his face.

"I--I didn't say him," I said trying to cover it up, and failing miserably.

"Please let me see my son," He said once more, begging me with his eyes.

"Now's not a good time, come back tomorrow, after I've had time to talk to Aaron about it."

"Fine," he huffed, his expression souring after hearing Aaron's name. I closed the door behind him and went back on my way to the nursery to relieve Aaron of duty. I had heard wailing in the baby monitor the entire time and could tell he was having a hard time trying to calm them down.


Sorry its short, but i'm being distracting by a demanding cat and youtube. (C'est La Vie - B*Witched. reminds me of good times.)

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