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"Why is Adrian dressed like that?" She asks, still staring at him, wide-eyed. I look over at Adrian who looks like he'd rather jump out the window than be here. I grin at him.
"He's spreading the Christmas spirit."
Her nose scrunches up as she looks at him. "That's not very useful then." Adrian sigh, his shoulders slumping which makes him look more like the Grinch. I laugh, snapping a picture of him.
"How are you doing?" I ask Luna.
"I should have been home right now. Reading a book on parenting," She tells me. "Instead, I get to watch my son in an incubator and they won't let me hold him," Her nose flares, as tears threaten to pour out of her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Luna. But soon, you'll get to take him home and play with him. You just have to be patient," I try to assure her.
"I don't want to be patient. I want to hold him. I'm scared to close my eyes because I'm afraid he won't be there when I wake up. He doesn't feel real, and I want to hold him. I want to know if he's real or if he's just a hologram. I'm scared he's going to go away. I was going to lose him with an abortion, and then lose him again with Ava, I don't want him to leave me," She rants, her voice choking up. I felt my own eyes begin to tear up too.
I turn away for a second, blinking my tears back into my eyes when I see Dylan biting his knuckles, with his eyes closed.
I turn back around and face Luna. "He's not going anywhere. No one's going to take him away from you." For someone in Luna's state right now, I'm not sure my words would have been that helpful.
Just then, a nurse walks in. "Hi, I'm going to need to do some check-ups. Would you guys mind waiting outside for a second?" She asks. "Take the Grinch with you." Adrian mutters a few words not suitable for children under his breath before walking out of the hospital room along with me. Dylan stays behind, and the nurse closes the door after we leave.
"You look really cute in that."
"I look like the Grinch!"
"That's the point."
He crosses his arms over his chest angrily and I crack up. He's just acting more and more like the Grinch and it's making me crack up. I pinch his cheeks. The ones on his face. "You're shooo cutee!!!"
He groans but then manages to smile. "I'm glad you're happy." I feel a blush begin to creep up on my face. I just want to kiss him senseless! Gah! I feel so sexually frustrated!
"You're making it very hard for me to be mad at you," I confess which makes him smile wider.
"Do you forgive me then?"
"No, Adrian. You still need to make me feel someone I've never felt before and then fly me to a different country and take me grocery shopping there."
"You're serious about the 'different country' thing, right? Because I already booked us a private flight. It's on New Year's day."
"I'm serious about it. But why so early? We need to be here for Luna and Dylan."
"It'll only be for a week and a half. Please?" I don't know if it was the fact that he was in the Grinch costume or if he just looked too cute, but I nod, agreeing with him. He smiles. "Can I get a hug?"
Holy fucking jello! Why is he so cute?! "Bring it in," I chuckle, opening my arms so he can hug me. I wrap my arms around his torso as his strong arms envelope me in a warm hug. I missed this so fucking much. I close my eyes and nuzzle my head into his chest.
He's definitely been working out more. He looks like a dangerous beast to outside eyes, but to me, he just looks like the Grinch who also has a very adorable personality. The doro clicks open and the nurse walks out of the room. "You can go back inside," She smiles before walking off with her clipboard.
Adrian and I walk back into the room. Luna kept looking at her baby. "They said they'll need to take him away for some tests," She tells me, without taking her eyes off her son. "What if he doesn't come back?"
"It's okay, Luna. I'll make sure he comes back," Adrian assures her. I still can't take him seriously in that costume. Luna turns to Adrian just for a split second before turning back to her baby.
"Don't steal him like the Grinch would," She tells him. I don't know if I want to feel bad for Luna because she's constantly living with the fear of losing her son, or if I should laugh because... Adrian.
"Bailey, I want to get out of this costume."
"But you look so cute in it!" I defend.
"It scares me," Luna states.
"I think it's really entertaining," Dylan shrugs. "But if Luna doesn't like it..." I sigh before gesturing to Adrian, allowing him to take it off. He almost gallops into the bathroom before merrily closing the door shut behind me.
A few minutes later, he comes out in a tank top and black jeans. Well, there goes my Grinch fantasy of him. Insert sad sigh. "Any plans for today?" Dylan asks us. I shake my head.
"We came to see you guys."
"Aw, that's so sweet," Dylan cooes, walking up to me to hug me. "You're awesome, Jail-Bail."
"No problem, Dill-Will," I chuckle, hugging him back. I look over to see Adrian scowling deeply. "Look! Gopher is jealous."
"I'm not jealous," He grumbles.
"You so are," Dylan teases. "Peanut butter and Adrian," He sings, sticking his tongue out Adrian who rolls his eyes. Another nurse walks in this time, and she looks way more serious than the other one.
"I'm going to have to move the baby for a while," She announces. "We need to run some tests."
Luna frowns deeply. "When is he going to come back?"
"It should take about two hours," She informs us, which I'm not sure helped Luna. "We'll bring him back to you."
"Bring him back soon," She tells the nurse, her voice weak but scared. I feel my heart hurt for her. I can't imagine what it would feel like if I had a constant fear of losing someone. Dylan takes a seat next to Luna on her bed while she just stares at the door the nurse just took the baby out of. "Dylan, what if he doesn't come back?"
"Adrian will make sure he'll come back," Dylan assures her, rubbing circles on the back of her hand. "I'll make sure he'll come back."
"I don't want to lose him. Everyone wants to take him away from us."
"But they haven't taken him away from us," Dylan counters. "Because we'll protect him." Suddenly, I began to feel out of place here. Almost like a third wheel, but not a third wheel. More like an intruder. Ah, there! That's the word.
"Should we leave...?" I ask, feeling unsure.
"No! Don't leave," Luna quickly replies. "I like company. Or you can leave, it's totally up to you. I don't want to force you to stay with me."
"No, no. We want to stay," I assure her.
"That's right bitches, you're staying because we're here and we're going to be having fun," Anna struts into the hospital room with Blake behind her carrying several bags. I think they were filled with board games...
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a/n: ugh sorry for the late update, there's just a lot i'm going through right now and my head just isn't in the right place. but i want to keep updating so i can finish tattoos and scars just in case anything bad happens.
anyway, i hope you liked this chapter. i feel so bad for luna and Dylan ð especially luna. although i don't know exactly what she's feeling, i do know that it's scary because i'm scared of losing my stories if my parents might delete them or something or if i won't be able to write them anymore.
it's really scary people.
i couldn't sleep all last night ð i was shaking like hell, my throat dried up and my head felt like exploding and was NOT because of the weather, this doesn't happen to me. i'm not sure if my parents realize that writing means a lot to me, and how much it affects me when they tell me i can't write anymore
anyhooo, this went off as a full on rant ð oops. sorry- i love my parents tho, don't think i don't, they're really nice at times but they're very controlling haha.
i just wanted u to know if i randomly stop writing, this is why. if i get bored of it, imma let you know but if it's random, then haha u knowâ
hope you liked this chapter thoo! i can't tell you how much i love you guys for supporting me ðâ¥ï¸