Page 94 of Savage for You

Grabbing the ring from me and caressing my hand. He places it on the fourth finger on my left hand and kisses it. It’s so beautiful.

Our hands are entangled as we walk towards the door. I walk to the front door and open it. I didn't see it at first, but then I hear it. I look down and I see a kitten. Oh my god, he bought me a cat, is he trying to kill me?

“Umm, Rocky, why is there a kitten at the door when I’m allergic?” I look at him puzzled.

“Did you know there are hypoallergenic cats? Because I sure as fuck didn’t, until I mentioned it to Xander. That man is full of knowledge.” He smiles at me, those damn dimples on full display.

“No, I never knew that!” I pick up the kitty and bring it inside. “It's so beautiful. I can’t believe you remembered.” My ears are tearing up…damn hormones.

“She’s a Balinese cat. And I called your doctor and asked if it was okay, they said as long as I do my research about pregnancy and cats, it would be okay…so I did.” He smirks.

The kitten is white with gray on her face and blue eyes. He bought me a self-cleaning litter box and a cat tree that is so big, it looks like the kitten will have fun with it, plus a window chair for the princess. He had also gotten her lots of toys—I think my favorite is the laser pointer though.

All I need to do is name her.

“Luna. You know, like from Sailor Moon.” I smile at him.

“Perfect, just like you.” He kisses the tip of my nose.

It’s been two months since that awful day. I’ve had a doctor's appointment every two weeks since. Thankfully, there has been no bleeding, and our baby is doing just fine.

“Are you ready to find out the gender?” my doctor asks as Rocky’s hand tightens around me.

Nodding slightly, we listen to the strong heartbeat of our small child. Their heartbeat is strong and it’s a melody to my ears.

“Well, congratulations, you are having a beautiful baby boy!”

Rocky is over the moon and won’t stop referring to the baby as his little man. I’m now twenty-three weeks and the baby is the size of a carrot.

The baby is healthy, thankfully, and a kicker. I told Rocky we might have a little soccer player on our hands, and he looked shook. I laughed so hard. He was so offended, and I wish I’d captured the moment on camera because I couldn’t stop laughing.

It still feels surreal that it's been a year since that awful day that changed the course of my life. If you had told me a year ago that I would be pregnant and have met the love of my life, I would have laughed in your face.

I still haven't spoken to Holly. She has tried to reach out, but I will never let her back into my life. I forgave her a long time ago because if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have found Rocky again. But you know what they say, you can forgive someone, but also forget them.

Alexa, play “22” by Taylor Swift.

I don’t hate my birthday as much this year as I did last year. Rocky has kept his word, and he has shown me more and more each day that the baby and I are his life.

It’s weird being pregnant, but also, I love how much the baby kicks. The cravings are weird as fuck too. Macaroni and cheese with gravy or mashed potatoes with dill pickles. But I love it.

I found out that Addison was the reason behind everything that went wrong in my life. Well, I can't say everything. Her father is Vernon Grady, the man who killed my parents. But she was the reason Dylan cheated on me; she didn’t take into account that I would move back home. She was charged for drugging me, but it was basically a slap on the wrist. She needs to be in a psychiatric hospital

She was kicked out of school as well. And we all have restraining orders in place. Last I heard, she and her mom moved to the west coast.

Dylan, well, he went to prison in Las Vegas for kidnapping. It didn’t help that when the cops found him with us, he had a knife out ready to possibly stab Rocky. When the police searched his room, he planned on doing more than just talking to me. I shudder at the thought.

Professor Coleman denied everything and said that he used a wheel to pick names. I don’t know how much I believe but since there was no proof other than she said-he said, the school didn’t do anything. Addison is coo coo for cocoa puffs, so we’ll never know.

And now I'm finishing the rest of the semester online.

When I look back on the year I’ve had, I can't say I would be where I am today without the hurt I have endured. Rocky moved in with me so he wouldn’t miss out on anything with my pregnancy. He takes weekly Polaroids of me to show the progression my stomach growing. He says doesn’t mind the mood swings; truthfully, I think he does but he won't admit it. Which is probably for the best.

Tonight is the night of the football banquet. Rocky took me shopping for a dress that I would feel comfortable in. I’m rocking my white converse with black trim that are embroidered, because this girl and heels are not jamming at the moment. My shoes were a Christmas gift from Autumn. They’re embroidered with the number eight and have my favorite flowers and greenery on them too. They are my favorite shoes. Etsy for the win.

I’m feeling beautiful in an emerald green dress that makes my boobs look amazing. It flows right under my breast, and it has a slit that goes up my leg. Rocky said the dress brings out the green in my hazel eyes. The dress also has pockets. Girls love pockets.

Walking into the banquet hall, it is beautiful. There are round tables surrounding a dance floor, and white twinkling lights. The school colors are weaved into a winter wonderland. You know the lights they have hanging in Harry Potter, the lights that look like candles? They have those hanging too. It’s gorgeous.

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