T H I R T E E N

Just Wait, Ph!

It was..

 
I opened my palm and directed my eyes to the piece of won I held in between my fingers; it was Tails. I let out a sigh and decided to flip it again; tails, tails, and tails. I threw the coin across the room and curled up on the couch with light sobs. I knew I should of listened to my heart but I knew what was right for Taemin, and that was to head back to Canada with the baby.


The next morning came quickly as I opened my eyes to the sun rise; oranges, yellows and reds filled my living room like a canvas. I knew I would have to eventually pack and I began to do so, before any one found out. I texted my mother, and she booked me a flight for three days. I wouldn't have to rush and I wanted to leave as soon as possible, I continued to ignore texts and knocks at the doors from the boys. This is what I wanted for my life, without my star.


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With all my belongings packed and sent abroad, I took a last look around my now empty apartment. The sun shining on a familiar looking coin caught my eye, this would be the last time I would rely on the coin flip. I slowly walked towards it like I was stepping on ice and bent down to pick it up, and it confirmed my choice; tails.
I took one more look behind me as I shut the door on my Japanese life and locked it. I dragged a small suitcase along the carpeted floors and headed towards the apartment lobby; my car already been taken care of. I slipped the keys into the mail box for the renter and headed outside to hail a cab.


The night sky was just dark, no stars or moon to be found. Just the city lights that light up the sky instead. I said good-bye to my boss and to my former workers the day before, they all understood why I was leaving and wished me luck with parenthood.

When I reached the airport the cabbie lifted my bag from the trunk and wished me a good flight, I stood in line for my ticket and went through the security without any hassles. I looked back through security dreaming that Taemin would be standing there begging for me to stay, but no one was there. He would be sleeping at four in the morning, with the rest of Japan's people.

I boarded the plane with help of a stewardess and sat in the seat, placing my bag on the seat next to me. I had asked my mother to buy both seats so I could be comfortable, and have less stress on the baby. I placed my seat belt around my lap and looked out to the run way; the only lights being the markers for the planes. When it was time for take off I put on my head phones and closed my eyes, my long trip would begin.

[Toronto Airport, 5 AM]

I rolled my luggage behind me as I walked out of the luggage claim, that is when the squeals began. I spotted my mother and Father with a Welcome home sign and big crocodile tears.

"MY PHOEBE!"My mother cried running at me and squeezing me tightly.I just laughed it off as my dad took the luggage from me.

"I am happy you could make it here, Dad." I kissed his cheek happily.

"Anything for my Daughter, and Grandchild."

I smiled widely at him, making me shed a few happy tears. I had been so afraid of his disapproval and hate, but I was pleasantly surprised. We headed out at the car and they helped me out like I was already 8 months pregnant already, I hadn't smiled like this in a long time.

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I rolled around on a soft bed, covers up to my chin and my short hair everywhere. The smell of breezes and bacon filled my nostrils as I peeled the covers off my body and headed towards the stairs to the lower floor. I greeted my mother who was making American breakfast for me and also a multi-vitamin, I smiled at her a began to scarf down the delicious meal.

As usual Dad had already left for work and left my mother to be a typical house wife, and we lived comfortably with just his job. I rested on the couch and slipped lightly on some uncaffinated tea while watching my mother fold all of the laundry.

"Mom?"

"Yeah?" She answered without looking up from the basket.

"Thank you, for understanding and not being disappointed in me."

"Disappointed? Why would I be disappointed? I know you meant well, and love that kid very much. Enough that you though of his life before yours, I'm sure in the future he will understand why you did it."

"I hope so.."

[5 Months Later..]

"The baby looks perfectly healthy, would you like to know the gender now ma'am?" The doctor looked at me with a smile.

"Why not, I waited long enough." I smiled in return.

"Do you see that?"

"Is that his ?!" My mother asked excitedly holding my hand.

"Yes, your daughter is having a boy." She answered my mother.

"Do you see that Phoebe! A Wiener!!"

"Yes, mom. I see my kids junk."

I got dressed after the doctor and my mother left the room, today I was almost eight months pregnant. My clothes started to shrink months ago and I began shopping in the maternity section at the wall-marts, My mother had Grandma fever and began to buy everything I needed for the baby.

Amongst all the happy thoughts and positivity, someone had found me again. I thought i covered my tracks and been careful but I guess when your famous you have the money to track someone down.

I was standing in a sun dress, bump very visible when I answered the door. I knew who it was just by his eye brow scar, Key showed up out of no-where. Before I could even get a greeting out he noticed my bump and his jaw dropped, I didn't try to hide it or feel ashamed. I invited him in and began to put some tea in.

"How far along..?" His voice trembling a bit.

"Almost eight months.." I answered without turning to face him.

"Is it Taemin's?" 

"Who else's?" I said sliding him a coffee cup across the table.

"Is that why you left?"

I answered his question with my own. "How did you find me?"

"Easily, you didn't hide very well."

"Yes that is why I left. I didn't want to ruin his career."

It was quiet between us for a few seconds, he looked like he was trying to piece together a question. Sipping his tea in between his thoughts.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

"K-Con, the others are here too."

"Oh.."

"I know this sounds crazy, and you might rejected it."

"What are you yapping on about?" I looked at him, rubbing my stomach a bit.

"Let me be here, let me take care of the both of you. I know you love him, but I can be a better appa.."

 

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