I ran around the backyard, running after Nicole and Jackie. She's seven, and she still wants to play outside. I'm just waiting for the time she gets a phone, and doesn't care about any of us. Or when she wants to go live with Tyler. Which I hope never happens. But you never know.
Nicole broke me out of my thoughts, when she screamed my name. I turned my head, seeing lightening strike in the sky. She ran to me, and hugged my legs. "It's okay." I soothed her, picking her up. "Jack, come on." I said. She ran inside, and locked the door on Nicole and I.
I banged on the door. The storm was creeping closer, and Jackie still hasn't unlocked the door. "Jaclyn! Open this door now!" I screamed. Nicole was crying, due to the thunder that just hit. Lauren ran downstairs, and opened the door. "What happened?" She asked. "Where's Jackie?" I asked. "Her room, why?" She asked. "Take Nicole." I said. She took Nicole from my arms, and I ran up the steps.
"Jackie, what was that?" I asked, walking in her room. "I don't know. I heard someone say to." She replied. "Who?" I asked. "Grandpa." She said. I furrowed my brows. "He told me to lock you out." She said. I shook my head. "Where's mum?" I asked. "Downstairs." She replied. I nodded, and walked out of her room, confused of all hell.
Ashton came down, and smiled at me. I mean, what's so good about me doing laundry? It's laundry. Most of it are his. Wait, why am I doing the laundry? Oh wait, Ashton was gone all day, that's why. "What?" I asked. "We need to talk." He said. "The last time you said that, we called off the wedding." I said. He sighed. "It's important." He said. "And calling off our wedding isn't?" I asked. "Ashley." He snapped.
"Jackie said she heard your dad's voice." He said. "Okay? So do I." I replied. "Ashley. Please don't make this about you." He said. Excuse me!? "Make it about me? If you haven't noticed, you called off our wedding. I should have walked out that day. I had everything planned. Venue, flowers, dress, food, cake, everything. And a month before, you tell me you don't want to be married yet. I think I have a right to make this about me." I yelled. "Just listen to me dammit!" He yelled.
"Do that one more time." I seethed. "What's the worse than can happen? I'm already sleeping on the couch." He said. "Oh, there's one more thing that's worse. First, I'm having your second child. Second, I can walk out the door." I said. He sighed. "Okay, look, I'm sorry for calling off the wedding. I honestly had jitters. But not anymore. I want to call the wedding back on. But I know you don't want to." He said. I sighed. "I want to get married, but you called it off already." I said. "So?" He asked. "Ashton, we spend a lot of money on the wedding." I said. "We can still put the wedding back on." He said. I sighed. "I guess..." I said. He smiled. "But, I'm seven months." I said. "After?" He asked. I nodded.