Diana, who was passing by the door heard Zac. "Honey, it's not your fault. You couldn't help it that you had a cold that night."
"Yeah, I know that. But I still could've gone to the party or at least told her I didn't want her to go with Ashton." Zac began to cry.
His mother wrapped her arms around Zac, and for the first time in at least 3 years, Zac cried to his mommy. "Oh god mom. This is not fair. She shouldn't have to feel this pain. Why her?"
"I don't know honey, I don't know." Diana soothed.
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I sat quietly in the living room, nursing Joey. He was almost to the age of not needing to be nursed anymore. I was thinking about Tara and everything else that was screwed up in my life. Money was running low since Taylor nor I had worked since the accident. Our savings had been supporting us, but there wasn't much left, and I needed to get a job. My best friend was in the hospital, sick and pregnant with Ashton McAlster's baby. Why Tara? I wondered. Why did this happen to her? Oh god, tell me why!!! A single tear ran down my cheek.
Taylor wheeled his chair into the living room, where I was. He had come come the day before. I was very happy, but I was so upset about other things, I couldn't really enjoy that he was finally home after two months in the hospital. "Baby, what's wrong?" Taylor asked, his voice filled with concern.
"Oh everything." I began to sob. I didn't want to tell him my troubles; he had enough worries, but I couldn't stop myself. "Tara's pregnant with an illegitamate child, just like I was with Joey. Life is so hard when you have a child at this age." I paused. By now, tears were pouring down my face. "I'm worried about her, about you, and about money. I've got to get a good paying job, not just some cheap job like I had at Wal-Mart because we can't live on just a Wal-Mart salary and you won't be able to work for a month or two. And I can go to school at night, but I'd never see you or Joey. And I don't want him to feel like his mommy doesn't care. And we don't really have enough money to get a babysitter and I hate leaving Joey with your mom." I cried.
Taylor slowly eased himself out of his wheelchair and onto the couch next to me. He wrapped his arms around me and Joey as I cried. "Baby, everything's gonna be okay. I promise. It'll all work out okay. We'll find you a job, and I'll take care of Joey during the day and while you're at school."
My crying still didn't stop.
Taylor tilted my chin towards his face. "Babe. Stop crying for a second and look at me."
I slowed down my crying for a moment to hear what he had to say.
"Sophia, look me in the eyes...I promise to you that everything will be fine. I love you more than anything in the world and I promise I will make things okay." Taylor said.
His eyes held no doubt in them at all. I began to feel a deep trust in him that everything would be alright. "Okay, I believe you." I said. I looked into his eyes and thought, 'This man is incredible. He's the man I wanna spend all eternity with. He loves me so much.'
Taylor pulled me in for a kiss. To me, it felt like the first kiss. Everything around me seemed to melt together. I loved this man. At that moment, I wanted to make love to him more than I'd ever wanted to do anything. I didn't care if I got pregnant again. But I knew we couldn't. Not with Taylor's spine not fully healed. Oh well, I thought, kissing him is enough.
We broke apart and Taylor whispered in my ear, "I love you."
"I love you too." I said.
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