"I said no, Willow," Daddy said as he carried a laundry basket around. "But daddy the doctor said I should take birthing classes," I said folding my arms over my chest. Daddy shakes his head as he picks up a sock from the hallway floor. "Baby you're barely 3 months pregnant, you don't need a $100 dollar birthing class," He said looking at me before continuing to the living room.

I groan and follow behind him. "But daddy," I groan dragging my feet along the floor. Daddy bend downs and picks up another sock. "How about when you're 8 months pregnant we'll have this conversation again okay." He begins to walk off but stops and picks up my pink sock. "If I find another sock on this goddamn floor I swear." He said before walking into the kitchen.

I sigh and walk back to my room where Daire sat doing his homework. Looking perfect as always.

"Baby, daddy said no to the birthing classes," I said biting my lip and walking over to him. He grins up at me. "I told you he was going to say no," He said biting down on the pen. "You're not even 3 months pregnant, bud," He said patting the spot next to him.

I mumble under my breath and sit next to him. He wraps his arm around my waist and kisses my neck. "You look beautiful today, baby," He said kissing my lips.

"But I want you to start showing off your stomach more," He said kissing my cheek. I bite my lip and look down at my lap. "But I'm young and people would judge me and-and," I say. Daire grabs my face and looks at me and dabs my nose. "Baby, you shouldn't care what they say, their opinions don't matter." He kisses my forehead.

I bite my lip and stand up.

"I'm going to go get some bananas," I said before leaving the room.

I walk to the kitchen where daddy was standing near the broken-down washing machine. He curses under his breath and kicks it as it starts leaking out. "Why don't I ever think about a fucking washing machine," He groans and runs his hand through his hair. He looks back at me and smiles at me. "Willow get me some towels," He said turning back to the machine.

I nod my head and bite into my banana. "Okay," I say and walk to the hall closet. I grab a few towels and walk back to daddy. I smile at him and hand him the towels. He thanks me and throws them on the floor to soak up the water.

I stand near him and bite into my banana. "Is this why you said that you don't like washing clothes and rather us buy new ones?" I asked. "Clearly," He said as he hits the washing machine. "I need a fucking beer," He said walking past me and grabbing a beer from the fridge.

"Hey," Daire said with his shoes in his hands. He grabs some potato chips from the counter and grabs a water bottle. "Um, Jeremiah coming over to have dinner with us if you don't mind," He told daddy. Daddy waves him off and nods his head.

I bite my lip as I watch Daire put his shoes on.

"Why are you dressed like that?" I asked him.

"I'm going for a run and then work out with some of your dad's workout equipment," Daire said running his hand through his messy hair. He puts his hat back on his head and smiles at me.

I bite my lip and run my hand down my stomach. "Can I go with you?" I asked playing with my jacket zipper. "I don't wanna be overweight after having the baby. Maybe a little baby fat would be fine but not overly fat, you understand?" I asked biting on the sleeve of my jacket.

Daire nods his head and looks at his phone. "Well, you better hurry before Jeremiah comes over."

I nod my head and quickly throw away my banana peel and run to my room. I didn't have many workout clothes because I don't work out much. But I knew I had some type of gym clothes from whenever I do hiking or just go adventuring with daddy. But I really don't work out so finding clothes was going to be hard.

Finally, after digging in my drawers I found some clothes that would be perfect for a nice run.

I walk into the living room and nearly have a heart attack when the front door opens and uncle Steph steps into the house. He smiles at me and I smile back confused.

Daddy and Daire walk into the room at that exact moment. "Steph what the hell are you doing here?" Daddy asked with an annoyed expression on his face. Steph smiles at him. "I want you to be the first the know about my job interview tomorrow," Steph said with the biggest smile on his face. "That's amazing uncle Steph," I tell him. He blushes and looks down at his old shoes. "Thank you, Willow."

"That's really good Steph you need a decent job instead of working those odd ones," Daddy said rubbing his forehead. "But how the hell did you get in my house?" Daddy asked.

Steph chuckles and takes out some keys from his jacket pocket. "I still have a key," He said.

I giggle and grab my purse. "Well, we'll be back in-," I look at Daire. "In 30 minutes," Daire said handing me my pink water bottle. He grabs my hand and we walk outside. We walk all the way to the park hand in hand talking about our future together.

"Okay we're going to run the path and then run back," Daire said as we stop on the path in the park. I smile at him and nod my head. "You'll be okay to run right?" He asked. I look at him as if he was stupid and shakes my head. "Of course, I can," I say removing my hand from his and starting stretching.

"Come on let's go," I said as I start jogging down the path. It doesn't take Daire long to catch up with me. He jogs next to me but then starts to gain speed. I try to keep up with him but I couldn't since I wasn't athletic and I was pregnant.

After trying to keep up with him I gave up. I stop running and bend over feeling the need to throw up. I sigh and place my hand on my stomach and walk over to a bench to have a rest. I take my water bottle out of my bag and start gulping the water down.

I sit there enjoying the cool breeze that blew in my face. I remove the hair tie from my hair and run my hand through my sweaty black hair. Some strings were sticking to my forehead.

As I was about to leave I caught a certain blonde woman standing in the parking lot. She was laughing and smiling at a buffy bald man that held her against his chest. There was also a young blonde girl standing next to them sucking her thumb. I stand up and walk over to them.

"Belle?" I asked.

Belle turns to me and her large smile instantly fades. "Willow? W-what are doing here?" She asked stepping away from the man. "It's a public park and I came here for a run," I said zipping up my jacket to hide my stomach. "Is this your husband?" I asked making eye contact with the scary man. Belle looks at the man and looks back at me. "He's my fiance and this is his daughter," She said stroking the young girl's blonde hair.

"I'm Mark," He said holding his hand out. I look at his very large hairy hand for a second before shaking. "And this muchkin right here is Masey," He said picking the girl up. "Hi nice to meet you," I said biting my lip.

"Um- Mark remember how I told you I was married a few years ago," Belle said tucking some hair behind her ear. Mark nods and looks me over. "Well, this is my youngest and only daughter Willow, the one that had that amnesia," She said looking down.

My brows furrow at her description of me.

I run my hand through my long hair and look behind me. I smile when I see Daire jogging over to us. "Willow thank god, you're here," He said as he stops in front of me. "I didn't realize you weren't behind me until someone ran behind me and bump into me. I look for you all around the park." He said as he wipes the sweat off his face.

He looks over at Belle and his face goes emotionless. "Why is she here?" He asked as he wraps his arm around my waist. "I actually came over here to them," I said to him. "This is Mark and Masey, Belle's fiance and his daughter," I told Daire.

I inhale and try to smile at Belle. "It's nice meeting you Mark and Masey, but we have to leave. We have guests coming over." I take Daire's hand and guide him away from the family.