Chapter 113

Sunday evening Melody came home exhausted again. Even though her day was relaxing, she was tired. They spent the whole afternoon at the theater and watched a great movie.

Afterwards they went to a family restaurant, where it was just as busy as at the theater.

Finally they got their table but their orders took a long time which only made Melody even more tired. The restaurant had an outdoor play set so of course Faith had to go out and play. Getting her back inside for dinner and dessert was a challenger. Melody wondered how Jon did it with two little kids.

After dinner she brought the children to Robert’s house, she was surprised when Robert said he needed to talk to her later in the week and she wondered what it possibly could be. The whole drive home she wondered but as soon as she walked through the door she pushed it aside.

Now she enjoyed a relaxing shower, standing under the water a little longer than usual. She used a fluffy soft towel to dry off and wrapped it around her head to dry her hair as she walked back to her bedroom.

Picking out a t-shirt and panties to sleep in and put them on. She discarded the towel and got under the sheets. She definitely ate too much at the restaurant, her stomach hurt and not even the hot water from the shower had eased the pain. It must have been something she ate. With all the junk food during the movie and the dinner at the restaurant, it was just too much. She knew she could take something for the pain but she hated taking pills, thinking they couldn’t be healthy so she hardly ever took them. Until that cold a few weeks ago that Jon was so convinced of it being flu. That had been one of the only times she took painkillers, even though it took the pain away, it was only a stomach ache, she’d be fine.

For once she turned on the small tv in her room, another thing she hardly used until she got sick last time, she preferred the big tv in the living room.

She felt like cuddling now so turned on the tv and nestled comfortable between her pillows and duvet. It felt nice and warm, so perfect that only one person could make it even better.

Melody leaned back against the pillows and wrapped the duvet around her. She noticed Jon’s pillow still smelled like him. It was a little thing, but it made her look over at the picture frame that held a picture of her with a bright smile, sparkling eyes, happiness was so obvious on her face as Jon pressed his lips to her check. The only thing she missed in the photo were Jon’s sparkling ocean blue eyes. They were closed as he kissed her.

That day had been so great and easy, just the two of them shopping, together.

A stomach cramp got her out of her dream. She clutched the duvet a little tighter, pressing down on her stomach to make it go away.

It only lasted a few seconds and she relaxed back into her comfy bed again, back to watching tv.

A couple of minutes later, her phone rang. She muted the tv and reached for her phone and answered it by the press of a button.

“I was just thinking of you.” She said, not expecting anyone else to phone her.
“So was I.” He answered. “How are you? Did you have a nice day out?”
“Yeah, we saw a movie and went to a restaurant but I ate too much.” She answered.
“Too much? That’s impossible.” He chuckled, he knew he had an appetite.
“Yeah well, I did, my stomach hurts.” She countered back.
“Oh, take some Tums then.” Jon suggested.
“No, no I’ll be fine.”
“You know taking pills don’t make you any less strong.” He thought she was just being thought like last time.
“No, really it’s fine.” She reassured him. “How was your day?”

Jon was travelling today so he hadn’t done much. Jon told her about the short flight and how their tourphotographer kept taking pictures of him every second. Melody pointed out that that was his idea. He laughed, he liked it but some moments he just didn’t want to remember forever.

Melody had seen the backstage pictures, they were amazing and personal. She told him so and he agreed that that was why they did it, to show more of the band.

After that they went quiet.

“Mel?” He asked, sounding serious after neither of them had said anything in a few minutes.
She snuggled deeper in the softness of her bed, lying down on her back. “Yeah?”

Their tones had changed the mood of the conversation; it was much more serious, a little uneasy.

“How late are you?” He was sure she would have told him if she got her period, they were both wondering.
“Almost three weeks.” Melody answered a little somber.
“It doesn’t really mean anything until three months, right?” He asked her for confirmation.
“Three months makes it pretty sure.” She knew that anything before three months was uncertain and that there were more chances to miscarriage.
“So we don’t really know?”
“Not really.” She agreed.
“But what if you are?” He asked carefully.
“I don’t know, then I’ll have another child.”
“We’ll.” He corrected her.
“We?” She asked, she knew their conditions weren’t perfect, she didn’t want to ask him the question, but she had.
“Yeah, I love you; it could only make me love you even more.” He explained firmly.
“Are you sure? I know we haven’t been together that long and we both have busy jobs and our children. I’d understand.” She said as somber as before.
“Understand what?” H got confused with her explanation but realized what she meant. “Mel, I love that you always try to understand but I’m not gonna leave you. I love you and I meant what I said last week, I don’t want to imagine a day without you.” He told her again, making sure she heard every word very clearly as he said it.

She knew better than that, he wouldn’t do something like that, he was too good, too sweet to do that.
“Okay, but we’re still not sure.” She said, repeating what they had said earlier.
“No, we’re not.” He agreed with her.
“I love you Jon.”
“I love you too.”
“I wish you were right here in bed with me.” She had been looking at his empty spot in her bed the entire time.
“Oh you’re in bed.” He chuckled, that gave him an idea.
“No, Jon, I’m in pain.” Her stomach still hadn’t settled.
“Just take something, you’ll feel better.” Jon urged again.
“No, I’m fine without. You didn’t want morphine when you pulled a muscle.” She pointed out.
“True, but Tums don’t make your brain go numb. I just don’t want you to be in pain.” He said with a sweet and comforting voice.
“It’ll be better in the morning.” She knew it would be.
“Okay, go to sleep then. Let me know tomorrow when you’re home and we can video chat.”
“I will let you know.”
“Stay at my place if you want to. Good night, love you.” He repeated.
“Love you too, sleep tight.” She said to end their conversation.

They ended their call and Melody placed it her phone back on her night stand. She turned the light and tv off and snuggled in her warm comfy sheets, clutching Jon’s pillowed against her.

How she wished he was with her now.