Angel's Lullaby (sequel to Where Do Broken Hearts go?), chapter 1
"Ok here we go." I said walking out of the bathroom, and placing the almost pee drenched pregnancy test on a towel on the kitchen counter. Billie practically leapt off the couch to make his way over to the towel. He sat down at one of the breakfast stools and stared intently at the tiny stick that could very well change our lives.
"Maybe we shouldn't watch this time." I said. It was more of a question then a statement. Billie made no move to get up, but instead grabbed my hand and kissed it. I gave him a weak smile. I appreciated the fact that he still had hope, seeing as I didn't. We had been married for almost a year now, and had been trying to have a baby for the past 5 months, and so far this was the 5th pregnancy test I had taken. I remembered the very first one. It was as if it were some kind of event with not only Billie and I, but also Taylor, my best friend and Mike's wife of 3 months, and Tre all gathered around the kitchen anxiously awaiting the results that only turned out to be a disappointment. It wasn't nearly as disappointing as the 2nd,3rd or 4th time however. I was really beginning to wonder if something was wrong with me. Just then I snapped out of my flashback as Billie squeezed my hand. I picked up the test as if it were diseased and closed my eyes and flipped it over. Upon looking at it I grimaced.
"Still not pregnant." I said bluntly. It was beginning to hurt being let down so much.
"Hey, hey, hey." Billie said to me, lifting my chin. "Don't worry it'll happen when the time is right." He tried to act as if it was no big deal, but I could see the disappointment in his eyes, which made me hurt all the worse. "After all I never thought I could love again....until you came along at just the right time." I smiled and let him give me a long kiss before pulling away.
"Go on to the studio baby." I said. He pulled me in for a hug and rubbed my head, shushing me. My eyes welled up with tears, but I choked them back, not wanting to make Billie feel bad. "No really it's ok." I said.
"You sure? Because I could stay here if you..."
"No it's ok. Mike and Tre are waiting, as is the rest of the world. You gotta put that album out sometime." I gave him a smile and a peck on the lips.
"Well if you insist." he said. "I'll bring you something special on my way home ok?" He said in a tone that suggested that I was a 5 year old whose dog had just died. I nodded and walked him to the door, giving him a long kiss before closing the door. Once I was sure he was gone I sat down and picked up the phone. RIIIIIIINGGG.
"Hey Char. How did it go?" Taylor said, recognizing the number on her's and Mike's caller ID.
"False alarm again." I said trying to sound nonchalant, not that Tay didn't see right through that.
"Awww Charlie, your 23. You have plenty of time to have a baby."
"I know but I get the feeling Billie hates me." I said not bothering to try and hold back the tears that were streaming down my face.
"Charlie, Billie could never ever hate you. He loves you more then life itself. You know that."
"I g...guess." I said. "Hey I'm gonna go and eat ice cream now and wait for Billie to get home. Wanna come over?"
"Of course. I'd say I'd bring the Notebook, but you already have it." Taylor said laughing. We said goodbye and hung up the phone. It would be at least a half an hour before Taylor got there. I walked over to the couch and flopped down. I buried my head in my hands and began to cry.
"Why...why?" I sobbed. "Is there something wrong with me? With Billie?" I asked no one in particular through my loud sobbing. I felt harsh light coming through the
tiny slits in my arms. I lifted my head.
"Taylor close the damn door will you. The light is killing me." I said looking up, expecting to see Taylor standing in front of me.
"Holy crap." I muttered. Instead of being in my living room where I should have been, I was sitting on a large cloud, God standing in front of me.
"I'm not supposed to be here." I said looking at him wide eyed. I'm dead. This is great I'm dead again. Was my first thought. God smiled at me.
"Don't worry, you're not dead." he said, reading my thoughts. I breathed a sigh of relief. "You had questions and I'm here to answer them. Seeing as your still half angel, it's my job."
"I'm what?" I said, my mouth hanging open in shock......
"Maybe we shouldn't watch this time." I said. It was more of a question then a statement. Billie made no move to get up, but instead grabbed my hand and kissed it. I gave him a weak smile. I appreciated the fact that he still had hope, seeing as I didn't. We had been married for almost a year now, and had been trying to have a baby for the past 5 months, and so far this was the 5th pregnancy test I had taken. I remembered the very first one. It was as if it were some kind of event with not only Billie and I, but also Taylor, my best friend and Mike's wife of 3 months, and Tre all gathered around the kitchen anxiously awaiting the results that only turned out to be a disappointment. It wasn't nearly as disappointing as the 2nd,3rd or 4th time however. I was really beginning to wonder if something was wrong with me. Just then I snapped out of my flashback as Billie squeezed my hand. I picked up the test as if it were diseased and closed my eyes and flipped it over. Upon looking at it I grimaced.
"Still not pregnant." I said bluntly. It was beginning to hurt being let down so much.
"Hey, hey, hey." Billie said to me, lifting my chin. "Don't worry it'll happen when the time is right." He tried to act as if it was no big deal, but I could see the disappointment in his eyes, which made me hurt all the worse. "After all I never thought I could love again....until you came along at just the right time." I smiled and let him give me a long kiss before pulling away.
"Go on to the studio baby." I said. He pulled me in for a hug and rubbed my head, shushing me. My eyes welled up with tears, but I choked them back, not wanting to make Billie feel bad. "No really it's ok." I said.
"You sure? Because I could stay here if you..."
"No it's ok. Mike and Tre are waiting, as is the rest of the world. You gotta put that album out sometime." I gave him a smile and a peck on the lips.
"Well if you insist." he said. "I'll bring you something special on my way home ok?" He said in a tone that suggested that I was a 5 year old whose dog had just died. I nodded and walked him to the door, giving him a long kiss before closing the door. Once I was sure he was gone I sat down and picked up the phone. RIIIIIIINGGG.
"Hey Char. How did it go?" Taylor said, recognizing the number on her's and Mike's caller ID.
"False alarm again." I said trying to sound nonchalant, not that Tay didn't see right through that.
"Awww Charlie, your 23. You have plenty of time to have a baby."
"I know but I get the feeling Billie hates me." I said not bothering to try and hold back the tears that were streaming down my face.
"Charlie, Billie could never ever hate you. He loves you more then life itself. You know that."
"I g...guess." I said. "Hey I'm gonna go and eat ice cream now and wait for Billie to get home. Wanna come over?"
"Of course. I'd say I'd bring the Notebook, but you already have it." Taylor said laughing. We said goodbye and hung up the phone. It would be at least a half an hour before Taylor got there. I walked over to the couch and flopped down. I buried my head in my hands and began to cry.
"Why...why?" I sobbed. "Is there something wrong with me? With Billie?" I asked no one in particular through my loud sobbing. I felt harsh light coming through the
tiny slits in my arms. I lifted my head.
"Taylor close the damn door will you. The light is killing me." I said looking up, expecting to see Taylor standing in front of me.
"Holy crap." I muttered. Instead of being in my living room where I should have been, I was sitting on a large cloud, God standing in front of me.
"I'm not supposed to be here." I said looking at him wide eyed. I'm dead. This is great I'm dead again. Was my first thought. God smiled at me.
"Don't worry, you're not dead." he said, reading my thoughts. I breathed a sigh of relief. "You had questions and I'm here to answer them. Seeing as your still half angel, it's my job."
"I'm what?" I said, my mouth hanging open in shock......
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