'Until Death Do Us Apart' (Tom Hiddleston Fanfiction)

Chapter 99

'*tomorrow tonight - Loote*'

THURSDAY 13.06.2024

Three days, twelve swims, eight orgasms and millions of 'I love you's' later, we were walking quietly through the neighborhood I had grown up in. It was a beautiful place, filled with palm trees and houses of every color of the rainbow.

Growing up, my family was not wealthy at all, even though my mother was a surgeon. We lived on the bare minimum, my parents calculating every expense. Despite the poverty in which I grew up, my years as a child were lulled by the grills in the neighborhood, the laughter of my neighbors, and my many friends who lived in the houses next door.

Looking back, little tears had settled in the corners of my eyes. I didn't think it would feel so good to be back here. Nothing, absolutely nothing had changed. I stopped for a moment in front of the house I had grown up in, dragging my man to my sudden stop.

The walls of the house were still painted the same way, the same cracks in the concrete could be seen. The faded and slightly broken shutters hadn't changed, still struggling to hang on the front of the building.

"This was your house?" Tom asked as he closed the space that was still us by placing his hands on my stomach and pressing his chest against my back.

"Yeah, that's where I grew up," I replied, swallowing back my tears.

"It's a lovely place," he remarked, squeezing me a little tighter.

"It definitely is," I added with a small smile.

I remembered a certain summer day when my father was teaching me to ride a bike. I had fallen full length onto the sidewalk, opening both my knees and destroying our old mailbox that my parents had to replace.

It was a perfect neighborhood for kids, everyone knew everyone so no one was worried about anything happening. I could play late at night with my friends outside, my parents knowing there was always someone watching us.

"I loved growing up here. It's just a beautiful place for children. Everyone knew everyone so I could play quietly outside and know that nothing was going to happen to me. I really missed this area," I explained to my husband, smiling as I thought back on a million things.

 "Do you regret knowing that our baby will not grow up in the same conditions as you? Like - in the same country and custom as you?" asked Tom as I turned to look at him.

"No, definitely not. It was a perfect environment for me because my parents were hardly ever home so I spent most of my time at the neighbours' or on the street. But it won't be the same for our baby Tom. We'll be there for it and it won't be alone," I replied, clasping my hands behind his neck. 

"I'm really sorry you had such a difficult childhood. I can imagine that you don't exactly have the image of a perfect family, but it won't be the same for our baby. I will be there for it and for you. You'll be there for it and for me. The three of us together will be really happy," he explained with a small smile. 

"I know it will be different for our baby and it makes me feel amazing knowing that it will grow up with two parents who love it more than anything else in the world," I smiled with all the love in the world. 

Even though I loved my parents with all my heart and didn't blame them for leaving me alone all the time as a child, I knew for sure that I didn't want my child to grow up in the same conditions as me. I wanted it to feel important, to feel loved and to feel safe. I wanted to give it everything that I had missed as a child. 

"There is one thing I look forward to telling our baby and that is our love story. I remember when I was little, my mum used to tell me about her encounter with my dad and I really loved it," I said with a smile