Impractically Inseparable

Impractically Inseparable (Epilogue)

He looked surprised and hugged her back. Jenna then released him and handed me and Sal presents. "Open them at the same time," she smiled. Sal and I looked at each other and tore the paper open. We got plane tickets to Paris. I slowly looked up at Jenna and slowly spoke, "How did you afford these?" She smiled slightly and said, "I've saved up money for years and figured I could use it if and when you found my father, and you did, so I bought them yesterday." A lot of tears rolled down my face and I hugged Jenna tightly. She then whispered in my ear, "I want a little brother or sister." I pulled back and put my hand on her face. I then looked towards Sal and looked back at Jenna. "Sweetie, that's something we'd have to talk about. I'm not sure if I'm able to and you know how I am about them." Sal looked confused and questioned, "Talk about what?" Jenna blurted out, "I want a little brother or sister!" Sal was quiet for a few minutes and I started breathing heavily. Sal noticed this and quickly sat in front of me. "Breathe, it's okay. You're fine," he murmured.

I started coughing and held onto Sal for support. "Haley, listen to me. Everything is fine. I promise. Breathe. I don't want to lose you like my sisters. You know how that was." I stopped coughing but felt a burning sensation in my throat. I stared into his eyes and evened out my breathing. "Now why are you so worked up? All she said was that she wants a sibling." I closed my eyes and ignored Sal's voice. I can't go through it again. I can't go through almost losing another child. I can't risk losing a life, my life. I ran my hands through my hair and felt my lip tremble, "I can't do it. I can't risk losing my life again. I already went through it fifteen years ago." "What do you mean? Are you talking about the first one, before Jenna?" Sal asked. I shook my head and wrapped my arms around my legs. Jenna and Sal looked at me expectingly and I sighed, "When I was giving birth to Jenna, I almost died. I almost couldn't do it. I was losing too much blood and my heart couldn't take it. They said that if they didn't stop the bleeding quickly, I'd be dead." Sal looked shocked while Jenna looked down. "But what happened to make you almost die?" He whispered. I as calmly as I could I said, "They didn't know I cut myself hours before I went into labor with Jenna. I sliced my arms and legs, but they didn't notice. I sliced my stomach. I sliced anywhere I could. I did because I fucking hated myself for leaving you and not having you for when she was born. I hated myself for Shane. I hated myself for Kerri. I hated myself for everything. I still hate myself for everything." By the time I finished, tears were streaming down my face and I couldn't control it. Sal sat me on his lap and rocked me back and forth. I wrapped my arms around his neck and cried into his shoulder. He held me tightly against him and rubbed my back soothingly.

Sal finally spoke after a few minutes and I didn't expect him to, "What Shane did to you wasn't your fault. What happened to Kerri wasn't your fault. What you were feeling wasn't your fault. You leaving me wasn't your fault. You needed someplace where you were happy." I slowly pulled away from his shoulder and stared at him with puffy, red eyes. "You're my happy place," I mumbled. Sal's lips pointed upward and kissed me gently. "I love you so much soon-to-be Mrs. Vulcano." That made me smile widely and I replied, "As do I, Mr. Vulcano." Sal carefully helped me stand up and I turned around to find Jenna gone. I turned back to Sal and was about to ask him where she was, but he beat me to it, "She went to Joe's house. She wanted to get to know Bessy and then Rose. She texted me that a little bit ago." I nodded and Sal gently pulled me to the bedroom. He closed the door and led me to the bed. He laid me on the bed and then got in with me. He pulled me against him and put his chin on my head. I wrapped my arms around him and pushed him onto his back. I sat on top of him and started sucking his neck slowly. He gulped and stuttered, "Are y-you sure a-about this? I m-mean y-you just got o-out o-of s-surgery." I nodded and he stared at me for awhile. He then rolled me off him and now he was holding himself above me. He slowly leaned down to kiss me and then laid a trail of kisses down my neck onto my collarbone. He then slowly took my shirt off and continued his trail of kisses until he got to the top of my bottoms. He looked up at me for approval and I nodded. He then took his clothes off and the rest of mine. That led us to complete bliss.