Destiny & Distance

100°

Note: I'm so sorry for the lateness. It's been longer than I thought, but I've been busy. I'll make it up to you!

—Is it too hard? -Sara asks through the phone. I'm breastfeeding my daughter as Chris holds the phone-

—Yes -I sigh, looking down at my creation- hurts like hell... 0 out of 10, would not recommend -I joke, making Chris laugh-

—I think I'm obsessed with her -Sara says, referring to the baby-

—So am I -Chris holds the phone in front of him now- I can't stop looking at her, even when she's sleeping

—It's that she's soo cute -Sara pouts-

—Of course she's cute, she looks like me -Chris giggles whilst looking at me, I roll my eyes playfully-

—Don't get too cocky, at least she got my nose -I say, trying to win the battle, but truth is Elle is Chris' twin-

—That's the least she could do -Sara giggles- imagine carrying a baby for nine months and it ending up looking like the father. Nope, I pass -we laugh along-

—Are we done? -Lisa asks excited-

We all are eager to finally leave the hospital and go home. Show Elle her provisional home, but I'm more excited for her to go to Los Angeles. Dodger is there and I'm sure he'll love Elle so much.

—Almost there, we're waiting for the queen herself -I joke as I look down at my baby, whose tiny's hand are on my boob-

—She's the queen, she can take how long she wants to -Lisa jokes back-

—Anyways, my dad is also drooling over Live, we can't wait to meet her -Sara gets my attention again. The pet name of her middle name made me giggle a little-

—I actually don't know when are we heading back... -I look at Chris as I bite the inside of my cheek-

—We'll discuss that at home -he says, posing his hand on my thigh-

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—Home sweet home, sweet Elle -Robert says, he's holding our daughter as Chris helps me walk-

I should be able to walk normally by now, but for some reason, it's being more difficult for me.

—Ahh -I let out a breath- I miss the bed -I confess out loud, causing all to laugh-

—Are you tired? -Chris asks me, I nod- then you should try and get some rest, take a nap while we take care of our daughter

We have plenty of help—Robert, Lisa and my mom are here. But for some reason, I don't want to leave my baby's side, doesn't matter if I'm tired or not, I feel like Chris and I are the only ones who know how to take care of her.

—It's okay, I'll stay with you -I mumble-

—Ay, mi amor. Don't be stubborn, Elle is in good hands, I mean, we raised you two... -my mom rolls her eyes-

—I'm not doubting you! It's just... I want to be with her -I say-

Lisa and my mother laugh along, once again, sharing complicity. I look at them waiting for an explanation.

—That happen to all of us -Lisa says- but believe me, you'll thank yourself later today if you go take that nap right now. Newborns tend to wake up in the middle of the night... Every 30 minutes -she advises me-

I doubt myself a couple of times, but end up following her advise. After all, she's experimented and I'm not.

—You should join her as well -Robert says to his son- you'll need the energy

—Nah, I'm good -Chris holds Elle's hand-

—I think he can't get enough of her either -my mom jokes-

—You might be right there -Chris says amused-

He extends his arms and Robert carefully hands him the baby. Chris starts walking around the house, giving her some kind of tour.

I'm left in the couch. I need him to help me go upstairs, but he's too into our daughter—and I can't blame him. Seeing him so lovingly is way too cute, sometimes I feel like my heart can't handle it.

—Anyways, this is our home. Well, at least daddy's, I hope we can come back one day -Chris comes back with Elle on his arms-

—Would you help me? -I glance at him, he stares trying to process what he'd be helpful for. He goes to his dad and gives him our child-

Then he comes back to me, carefully helping me stand up and walk upstairs. We walk to the bed and he helps me lay down, then he lays down next to me.

—We made a baby -he says, I think mostly to himself- I just can't believe we made a baby, and I can't believe she's so perfect...

He's staring at the ceiling and I'm looking at his face features – I put my hand on his chest, gently caressing it.

—I could make you another baby if you keep doing that -I widen my eyes and he laughs, holding his chest himself- you should've seen your face

—Yeah, not a joke to me -I giggle-

—But if you could, I'd definitely be making you another baby right now -he smirks at me-

—Appreciated, but we can't have sex for 40 days and once that period ends, I'm going straight to the gynaecologist to get contraceptives!

—40 fucking days, that's so long -he pouts and slightly closes his eyes, I look at his long lashes-

—I know, right?

40 days seem like so long – normally, Chris and I's sex drive is high. Having to wait 40 days is like a challenge for us.

We stay quiet for a minute and I move closer to him, cuddling. He holds me in his arms tightly and kisses the top of my head, I don't say a word or look at him, I just close my eyes and enjoy the peace I'm feeling at the moment. Probably it'll be disturbed by my daughter's cries at night, so I might just rest right now.

—I love you -I whisper, Chris doesn't reply but I don't mind-