Wednesday...

The week has gone by pretty quickly. Sophia called in sick this morning, so I get waitress duty tonight.

Caleb, Lee and Aiden come in for dinner. I walk over to their table, "hey guys. What do you want to drink?"

Aiden: Weihenstephan Hefe Weissbier

Caleb: Guinness Blonde American Lager

Lee: Einbecker Ur-Bock

I nod, "hey Caleb, is Sophia feeling okay?"

He nods, "yeah, I checked on her before I left the house. She told me to go out with the guys because I was hovering too much. She probably ate something that didn't agree with her."

"I'll call her later to check on her." I say, walking to get their beers.

After getting their beers, I make my way to the table and see Emily, sitting right next to Aiden. I also notice Caleb looks like he is ready to come across that table. I don't know if I've ever seen him so serious. Well...maybe the time he took me surfing and basically scolded me.

I sit the beers on the table. She looks up at me with a smirk. "The service around here is lacking. I've been sitting here forever and no one has taken my drink order."

I clench my teeth. "What can I get you?"

She huffs and grins, "uh...thank God. I thought I was going to die of thirst. I'll have a margarita. Oh...maybe that's not good idea. I get a little frisky when I drink tequila. Aiden...do you remember the time we did shots of tequila and we..."

Aiden glares at her, "that's enough Emily."

I could feel my blood boiling. You know the point when you're so pissed off, you think about how the consequences might be worth it? Yeah, that's how I'm feeling.

I go to the bar and make her margarita. I thought about messing with it, but I decided to take the high road. I wasn't going to stoop to her level.

I bring back her margarita. She takes a drink, "God, this is terrible!"

I look at her, I'm getting so angry. There is nothing wrong with that margarita. I choose to ignore her.

"What would you like to eat?"

I take their orders and before I finish writing down Lee's order, Emily's annoying nasally voice starts squeaking. It's like fucking nails on a chalkboard. I bow down to Aiden for putting up with her shit for so long.

"Aiden, we should have dinner Friday night. We have a lot to talk about." She pulls his arm into her lap.

He takes his hand away from her and slams it on the table. It makes both Emily and I jump. "That's enough Emily. Yes, we can go to dinner and talk, but that's it, talk." Emily smirks at me.

I walk towards the kitchen and turn in their orders. I tear rolls down my cheek.

I hear a song playing - "Ground Up," by Dan and Shay. It reminds me of Aiden.

I walk out to the restaurant and start wiping down tables.

The lyrics start to make my eyes well up with tears.

Grandma and grandpa painted a picture of sixty-five years

And one little house

More than a memory

More than saying I do

Kiss you goodnight's and I love you's

I feel a hand grab my hand and pull me to the center of the restaurant. I look up and see Aiden. He puts my hands around his shoulders and his hands grip my waist. He sways us back and forth, dancing.

Me and you baby, walk in the footsteps

Build our own family

One day at a time

Ten little toes, a painted pink room

Our beautiful baby looks just like you

I wrap my arms around him tighter. He pulls me closer, there's no space between us. I lay my head on his chest. I hear him singing the words to the song.

And we'll build this love from the ground up

Now 'til forever it's all of me, all of you

Just take my hand

And I'll be the man your dad hoped that I'd be

And we'll build this love from the ground up

For worse or for better

And I will be all you need

Beside you I'll stand through the good and the bad

We'll give all that we have

And we'll build this love from the ground up

He looks into my eyes as he sings the last line. He kisses me passionately.

"I agreed to dinner with her on Friday. But, I promise nothing will happen. I don't love her." He says, searching my eyes for acceptance.

I reach up and kiss him, "I know. Thank you for being honest with me."

Thursday morning...

I hear a knock on my door, early in the morning. I peel myself out of bed and throw on a bra. Who the fuck is here this early?

I open the door and see Sophia. She walks in and pulls me to my kitchen table. "What are you doing here at this time in the morning?" I ask.

She hands me a pregnancy test. I look down at it confused and notice it says pregnant on it. I drop it. "Did you fucking pee on it and I touched it!" I yell.

She picks it up and sticks it in a bag. "Really Mia! It says I'm fucking pregnant and you're worried about touching it!"

I gasp, "oh god Sophia, I'm sorry I reacted like that."

I look at her face and notice there is no sign of happiness. "Why aren't you happy? Is something wrong with you and Caleb?"

She starts crying, "no, no, nothing like that. What if I'm a terrible mom? What if the kid grows up and hates me? What if I can't protect them from this cruel world?" She sobs.

I hug her, "Sophia, you and Caleb are going to be amazing parents. This child will not know what to do with so much love. Sophia, you are so passionate and so driven, there is no way you will be a bad mom."

She hugs me, "I haven't told Caleb. What if he freaks out and leaves me? God, we aren't even married!"

I grab her arms, "Stop that, right now. Caleb loves you. He's head over heels for you. He might be shocked at first, but I know he will be so excited that you're having his baby. And...another thing. Since when do you give a shit what others think about you? Who cares if you aren't married. Your relationship is with Caleb, not you, Caleb and everyone else."

I squeal, "oh my gosh! I'm going to be an Aunt! Ahh....!"

She starts laughing and wiping her tears away, "you're right, this is a good thing. I'm sorry, I just got freaked out about all the ways I could fail as a mother."

I grab her hands, "you won't...I promise. Plus, your mom is pretty kickass. I'm pretty sure she would kick your ass if you were a bad mom."

"Has Caleb left for work yet?" I ask.

She nods, "yes."

"Well...I think you should have a date night tonight and just hangout and surprise him with the news. Also, call me afterwards."

She stands up and kisses my cheek and heads home to get ready for the morning shift.

I flop on my couch. Fuck...I couldn't even imagine going through the fears of motherhood.

I start questioning whether I would be a good mother. After all, the one good role model died when I was young. I don't know if I even know how to be a good parent. I was raised by a terrible one. I sigh and start getting ready for work.