Chapter Six

Two simple lines have changed my life. Positive is supposed to be good right? So why do I feel so scared. Of course I'm happy but I haven't planed this. I don't even know if Salem wants kids now. I slowly lift my shirt and stair at my belly and I see what wasn't there a month before, a small belly. I've never been fat, ever since I was a kid I was always stick skinny. How could I not have noticed that. How am I going to tell Salem, what if he leaves me. I count to ten, take a deep breath in and tell myself it will all be ok. I walk out of the bathroom to find Salem sitting on the couch with his arm slung over the back and his feet on the coffee table. When he calls me over to sit with him I do but the second I sit I break out into tears.

"Malibu what's wrong!? Are you hurt?"

I shake my head and wipe my eyes. When I look up into his eyes I decide that now is when I have to do it. I curl up in a ball with my head on his shoulder and whisper into his ear.

"I'm pregnant."

He looks me in the eyes and smiles. And I smile back.

"Are you ok, I mean do you want it."

And very quickly I nod, not realizing how much I already can't stand loosing it. 

"Well then babe we will just have to start a family earlier."

"What about the wedding? I mean should we move it earlier?" 

He looks it over in his head before nodding. He moves his hand so gracefully onto my belly and rubs it back and forth.

"Hello in there, I'm your daddy. And your inside your mommies tummy."

I look down at my stomach and laugh. 

"Holly shit Salem I'm going to have a baby."

"Correction we are going to have a baby."

We spend the rest of our afternoon call all our wedding venues to see who can set the closest date. It turns out that only one venu can, the chesterfield stables. It's this charming little farm near Salem's parents place that will fit all our guests. Now all we have to do is send the invitations. I simply can't wait. 

The jelly they put on my belly is cold as ice. This whole operation seems very bizarre, when he presses the little remote thing to my belly I jump when I hear a thump.

"Don't worry darling, that's just your heartbeat." 

I give him a nervous smile and he continues on searching the inside of my body for a micro sim. So far it looks all the same, a little black here a shape there until all of a sudden, bam. You can clearly see the shape of a body. It's small however very definite. I giggle.

"So Ms.Denim that is your baby! Would you like to know the gender?" 

Me and Salem nodd in agreement. He then turns back to the screen to investigate.

"Looks like it's a boy!!!" 

A huge grin spreads across my face as I picture my son playing catch with his father and learning to shave. A bouncing baby boy has always been my life long dream.  Oh and how I crave this unplanned child. 

As we wait for our baby picture I watch Salem as he goes on and on about how excited he is. I can't believe I'm finally going to be a mother. A few years ago when all my old high school friends where getting married and having kids, I remember how sad I used to get whenever someone else told me they where engaged or pregnant. I used to think I would never start a family and have a normal life. But now I am half way there. 

We stand in our little closet of the nursery trying to figure out how to make everything fit. 

"Well if we put the crib in the corner then put the high chair beside it we can make the rest fit." 

I nod with him as he points to the blueprint in his mind. The little room is going to be painted baby blue to match the crib. I wanted to put a little chalk board against  the wall but Salem refuses for no apparent reason. "The painters called they said they can come Monday to paint his room." I tell him.

"But  babe we get married Monday! We can't just let them in."

"We have no other choice our other option is to bring the baby home to a bear room."

"What are you talking about the baby's not due for another few months." 

"Ya but the painters are booked up." 

He gives me an exhausted look.

"We could just paint it ourselves."  

Paint brushes in our hand we start our work, carefully painting every surface of the wall. That was until Salem flicked paint at me, so naturally I flicked some back. So on and so on until we end up kissing in the middle of the room, covered in paint. When we we're done the room was a beautiful splatter of blue paint so we figured why not just leave it like this. 

I sit in my dressing room with my grandmother in a wedding gowned. In just a few short minutes I will be walking down the aisle with her at my side and him at the end. We sit looking at each other, holding each other's hands until she begins to cry.

"Oh my baby Malibu, I'm so sorry this happend to you."

"Grandma what do you mean this is the happiest day of my life."

"Yes but your father should be there, walking you down the aisle. Your mother should be sitting in the front row crying her eyes out like she always did. Oh and your brother should be making jokes and strait up embarrassing you." 

"I love them so very much, but I don't need them now. Grandma I have Salem and I have my new baby boy. I'm pregnant and I'm the happiest I've ever been." She nods and stands up escorting me to the grand hall where it's all about to go down. I stand infront of big oak doors in my Mermaid style wedding dress with my baby bump and flowers ready to go. The doors slowly open.