Toms POV.
"you what?!" Kat screeched at me. I instinctively put my hands up and took a step back, my back against the wall. Crap. Kat was so beautiful, even angry. I gazed at her with a kind of reverence, her black curls bouncing after her current outrage with her toned arm pinning me to the wall. Her baby my baby would be stunning, amazing and I suddenly felt the happiest I had since my mum died, 3 months ago. I was going to be a dad!
"What the fuck are you grinning at you worthless twat?" she spat at me, her leaf green eyes blazing with a fury I couldn't help but respect. I wiped the smile off of my face and tried to feel ashamed, but it was impossible. I looked over her petite shoulder to see Amelia's dark brown eyes lit up just as mine must have been, she was excited! Good. I laughed at the contrast between her face and Kat's, and I tried -again- to explain myself.
"Kat, love, why are you so angry? I don't know about you but I haven't been this happy since... I have never been this happy! Can't you just see it Kat? Me and you and our little baby in a cottage in the countryside, maybe a few dogs..." my grin returned with the imaginary picture I was painting us, "It would be amazing."
I picked her up and whirled her around, being very careful of her stomach, until she whispered the words that changed our relationship forever...
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The Way we Almost Weren't (Watty Awards 2012 COMPLETED)
ChickLitMy name is Katerina Bishop. Kat for short. I am 16 and I am a cancer patient at Mercy West Hostpital and have been for 2 months 16 days and 14 hours. This is not a nice story, that I can tell you now. However this is my story, mine and my daughter...
