Bay Complex, Chapter 6

Aww! I'm pregnant!


Wait...crap. I still hadn't broken up with Luke, three months after Oak was born.

I had to explain to Edwin, about a month after Oak was born, that I couldn't leave Luke until I have a job. I need a steady income, and I need to be able to provide for myself, Oak, and this new baby. I just knew that if I left Luke, he'd try to take Oak. Edwin offered to move in, and help make money for me, but I told him I didn't want to move in with someone as quickly as I had moved in with Luke.

The next five or six months passed awkwardly. I almost never talked to Luke, and when we did talk, it was in short phrases, or just for one of us to ask the other to take care of Oak for a bit.

I was fine with not talking to him though. When I gave birth, he stood at the other bed and freaked out that I was going to make a mess. I had twin girls, Iris and Azalea, and knew I was done with having children. Three kids, under three? That would be torture. I couldn't do that, not on my own, and especially not without a job.

I cried as I realized that I still couldn't leave Luke.

My babies were adorable though. Oak looked nothing like Luke, he had my mother's hair, and a strange, darker, shade of my eyes, except more purple than pink. The twins though, they were both red-headed, one with a darker shade of my mother's eyes, and the other with white eyes like Luke.

I got on the computer as soon as the babies were settled, to explain, again, why I couldn't leave Luke yet.

Pinkeyedandsexy: Edwin, I know you aren't on right now, but you need to know, I had twins. Please understand why we have to wait. I think I've fallen in love with you, I know we'll be together after I leave Luke. You've been there for me more than Luke(right now, he's working out instead of introducing himself to his infant daughters). Wait, I need to go take care of the twins. I'll be back as soon as they're resting.

Pinkeyedahdsexy: Back for a bit. I wanted to tell you, I can't leave him yet. I need his money. That's really all I have from him right now, anyway. Money and a little bit of help. But just wait, wait until I find a job. When I don't need him, I'll leave him. Then we can be together.

I logged off and deleted my history, then took some time to cook while the kids were still not crying. As I cooked, I thought about everything. I needed a career that would let me stay home; I knew well enough that in the eyes of a judge, if I had a job that lets me stay home for the kids, Luke wouldn't be able to get the kids.

That night, I realized it was Oak's birthday.

Crap! I hadn't had time to plan a party!

I felt horrible for forgetting to get him anything, but when he grew up, he just smiled and pulled out that ugly little toy that one of my mom's sister's made him.

I had to ask Luke to help take care of the kids while I caught up on sleep, a couple of nights later. He sighed as though I was asking the world of him, but did it.

I couldn't believe that somewhere along the way of having six babies, we had fallen out of love. I couldn't believe that he seemed to despise doing the simplest thing for me, when once upon a time, he had done everything for me. He had saved me, for God's sake. And now he acts as though taking care of his children when I ask is torture.