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Date Posted: 01:48:07 01/29/06 Sun
Author: kennedypratt
Subject: 2
In reply to: kennedypratt 's message, "after vegas" on 01:45:23 01/29/06 Sun

How could I forget the pregnancy scare? What a fun few days that was. I was suspicious when we were in Vegas when I noticed that Kim hadn’t drunk anything. I grew more suspicious when we helped them move and Kim didn’t try to lift anything heavy. Things really blew up when Kenny overheard her on the phone with me. He had disappeared for days before finally showing up reeking of alcohol at Keith’s door. He looked like he hadn’t slept in days, or changed his clothes. He hardly said a word to me, instead went with Keith into the den where they had a lengthy discussion. I tried to eavesdrop as much as possible but he had shut the door. The only part I was able to hear was when he raised his voice, “This is the life you want! Don’t eeff it up!” They talked a while longer before exchanging several man hugs. Keith kept saying, “It’s going to be okay.”
I tried to look very occupied with a magazine when they came out. I invited Kenny for dinner but he insisted he had to go home. He took up Keith’s offer to drive him home much to my relief.

Keith came home a short time later. “Did everything go okay at his house?” I asked.

“Don’t know; I didn’t go in. He got in the front door so I guess that is a good sign.” He answered.

“Such a mess, I hope she is not really pregnant.” I said.

“Why would that be so terrible? They love each other; they’re going to be together.” He asked.

“I just can’t see them being ready for a baby.” I said.

“That’s what people do sweetheart. They get together, hopefully they get married, and they have a baby. In fact, I’ve heard that people have been doing that for thousands of years, maybe you should look it up.” He said aggravated.

“Well maybe that’s what some people do but it’s certainly not what I’m going to do, and I’m not sure if Kim wants that either.” I replied hotly.

“Since when are you the expert on what other people want in their lives? And what do you mean that is not what your going to do? Are you saying you don’t want to get married or you don’t want to have kids?” He asked alarmed.

“I’m no expert at anything but I know this is not a good time for them to be changing anything. As for getting married, I haven’t found any suitable candidates yet and no, I don’t want any kids.” I replied coldly.

My response hit him like a sucker punch to the gut. He put one hand against the couch to steady himself. He took a step back and looked toward the floor. “You don’t mean that, you can’t really mean that.” He said softly.

I crossed my arms, holding my ground. “I was married once; we saw how well that worked out. I’m not a good wife, wasn’t cut out for it. I can’t imagine trying to undertake the job of being a mother.” I answered honestly.

He swallowed hard and walked away from me. I stood there, my words echoing in my head. I hadn’t said them to be mean, but they had caused just as much pain. I couldn’t say anything else. I got my purse and the dogs and I left. I drove back to my own house and suffered in the emptiness of it. I knew I needed to apologize but I wasn’t sure for what exactly. I was sorry if I had led him on but I wasn’t sorry for telling him my intentions. He needed to know.

I managed to stay away for a few hours before slinking back to his side of town just after dark. I opened the front door a crack and listened carefully. Silence. The dogs pushed the door open and went running in. They picked up the trail and found him lying on the couch. He petted and rubbed each of them as them jumped on the couch, stepping on him and licking him. I watched a few feet from the love scene, tossing my purse into the chair, not saying anything. He eyed me from under the mountain of fur.

“I guess these will have to be our babies then.” He said, a little choked up.

I completely lost my composure and joined the love pile. I cried into his chest.
“I’m so sorry to tell you like that, it was so mean, I should have told you a long time ago.”

He lifted my head up by my chin, “Tell me which part? That you don’t want kids or that I’m not a suitable husband?” He asked.

“The kids part,” I said through my tears, “I didn’t mean the husband part, well, I haven’t really thought about that.” I said.

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I was snapped back into reality by my ringing cell phone. It was Kim on the caller ID.
She giggled on the other end, “I can’t talk long. Just wanted to tell you that I’m Mrs. Chesney now.” I heard Kenny mumbling in the background and she hung up before I could lace into her.

I put down the phone exasperated. Keith put his hand on my shoulder. “We’ve go to be at the airport at 2, are you packed?” He asked. We were leaving that afternoon for Australia. I made a few final additions to my bag. Keith laughed as he saw the amount of clothes I was bringing, reminding me we were only going for the weekend. I asked him about the time zone difference again. I had to figure out when to take my birth control pills, not wanting to miss any doses in Australia. I gave instructions to the house sitter who would be watching the dogs and bid them each goodbye. I tried not to mention Kim and Kenny during the ride to the airport. I didn’t want to rehash the conversation about us getting married. I hadn’t even answered his question about him being husband material and I didn’t want to either.

I slept most of the plane flight there. Keith woke me up shortly before we made our descent so I could change my clothes and try to freshen up before meeting his parents. I nervously smoothed my clothes and tried to apply mascara, not an easy task with turbulence. The plane landed and we got into the car that would drive us out to the Urban household. I fidgeted with my nails and makeup the whole ride. Keith assured me I looked great but I was still nervous about meeting the folks.

His parents came out of the house as the car pulled up. They hugged him warmly and he made my introduction. His mum hugged me and his dad gave me a gentle handshake. His brother and sister-in-law came over a short time later. I marveled at how well they all got along. I chatted openly with his mom and sister-in-law while we prepared a meal. We had a nice evening outside talking and joking until very late. We finally went to bed and as I snuggled down next to Keith he whispered in the dark, “I told you they would like you.”
The next two days flew by. Keith showed me the sights of the farm where they used to live. We had a barbeque the last night we were in town. His parents invited their friends as did his brother. I sipped an Aussie beer on the patio while I watched a group of kids run around playing. Keith sidled up next to me, putting his arm around my waist. I put my head on his shoulder. “I like it here, I like your family, and I even like you a little” I said jokingly, giving him a little kiss.
“Good, I like you a little bit too.” He replied.
We excused ourselves from the party, having to get up early for our flight. In his room I raised my arms so he could slip my sundress over my head. I peeled his tee shirt off and unzipped his khaki pants. We made love quietly, as quiet as possible on a squeaky antique bed.

We said goodbye to his family and set off for the airport the next morning. I tried to think of what I was going to say to Kim when we got home. I wanted to be happy for them, but I was so afraid of it not working out. Keith reminded me that what was done was done and there was nothing we could do about it. The flight was long and when we got back to Nashville we fell into bed. The next morning I trekked over the Chesney household with Keith in tow. I had disguised it as a trip to Starbucks but we got lost along the way and somehow ended up at their house. Keith and Kenny went into the sports lounge to congratulate each other while I lectured Kim. It fell on deaf ears and she was so happy and glowing I couldn’t be mad for long.
She wanted to talk about other things. “So how was Oz?”
She kept looking at my hands in a weird way so I put them into my pockets.
“It was fun, his family was so nice.” I said.
“Did anything happen?” she asked expectantly.
“Not really, what do you mean?” I said confused.
“Nothing, I’m glad you had a good time. We are going to St. Johns for a few days. My cell phone works there so if anything happens call me.” She said.
“I think that ring is cutting off the blood flow to your brain Kim. You are not making any sense.” I said.

She smiled knowingly and shook her head. The boys returned from their apparent strategy meeting and I congratulated Kenny. As I hugged him I gripped the back of his neck before he let go and whispered, “Hurt her again and I swear I’ll cut your toes off.”

He laughed as he pulled away from me, “I guess I’ll behave, I might need to count to twenty.”

I told Kim to behave herself in the islands. She said she would and pulled the waistband of her jeans down a little to show me her birth control patch. “Thank god” I said as we left.


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