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[tristan valmont ,]

------------i should have been a stronger man ,
-------------------should have been your soldier .

<sup>------------When you missed someone, it didn't matter why or how, all you seemed to know was that now that that person was gone, you would do anything to have them back by your side. That was how Tristan had been feeling over Monday Sinclair for the longest time. He knew that it had been his fault he had to deal with missing her for such a long time. If he had of never landed himself in bed with ex girlfriend and mother of his two kids, Isadora Waldorf, him and Monday probably would have never separated in the first place. It was a mistake - a huge one and he did regret it... most of the time. Part of him knew he was lying to everyone, he did love Isadora, but he really did feel like his feelings for Monday , were much stronger. At least, thats what he was feeling, what he believed was the truth. The night that they had gotten back together and Monday stayed with him to put into one word, had been amazing - everything about it and so many times he had found himself wanting to tell her how much he had missed her.. as well as that he loved her. Those three words had slipped from Mondays mouth quite a few times during the course of their relationship and friendship but everytime, Tristan had been very careful not to let them come out of his mouth as well. The only time those words ever came out of his mouth were when he was with Shiloh and Noah - his son and daughter, or when he was with his family. The truth was, he was too scared of the commitment that came with those three words.

------------You'd think that now, with two kids and a possible third on the way, it would have been a good time to admit those feelings for someone, at least - whether it be Isadora or Monday. Those were the thoughts going through his head as he headed over to Monday's house, to pick her up. Why couldn't he just get himself to admit it? He had those feelings, he knew he loved both those girls and they seemed to have no problem telling him.. so why couldn't he just say it back? It all went back to the fact that he was too scared of the commitment that came with saying that. As he continued to let his mind run wild with the thoughts of Monday, Isadora, his kids and the one that was possibly coming - it wasn't hard for him to get side tracked on the time, finding himself pulling onto Monday's street much quicker than he had anticipated. He drove a few houses down before coming to her driveway and pulling in, parking his car behind her own. He took a deep breath and let out a sigh before stepping out of the car and going up into her house through the unlocked front door. Kicking off the shoes he had been wearing, he headed through the house and in the direction of her bedroom - where he figured she still was. Knocking carefully on the half opened door, he then poked his head in and forced a nervous smile at her, "Are you all ready?" As he spoke those few words, he was really hoping that he didn't sound or look as impatient as he actually was right now.

------------It wasn't that he had better things to do, or that he didn't want to be taking her to the doctors tonight - thats not why he was impatient. He was impatient because he was nervous, scared and so many other things. He may have already been a father, but that didn't make having another unplanned baby an easier. This time around, he would admit that he wasn't as scared of being a bad father, he wasn't nervous about fatherhood... but now, there were so many other things for him to be nervous about. What happened if the test came out positive? How would Monday react? What would happen with them? What would Isadora say? But right now, he felt that he had to be stronger for Monday, he felt that he almost had to be like her rock - so he pushed away all of those feelings and thoughts as he embraced her in his arms. "I promise this is going to be okay, no matter what the result of it is." Pulling back slightly from the hug to look down at her, he gave her another smile - this one slightly more confident than the one he had first given her. Leaning down to her height which was much smaller than his, he placed a kiss on her lips. As their lips seperated, he smiled in her direction and put his hands up, "I refrained from the ass grabbing that time." A joke, from an earlier conversation between them - but with a laugh, he was sure that it just helped lighten up the mood at least a little bit. Wrapping his arm easily around her petite frame, he headed out through her house and out the front door once again. Now, it was time to find out if baby number three was on the way.

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[monday sinclair]

---T here were many things running through the girls mind as she shoveled twinkie after twinkie into her small mouth as she waited for Tristan to arrive. One of the first things that was runnin through her mind was that how was she supposed to be a mother ? She could barely take care of herself , let alone a young baby. The second thing was that what if she wasn't pregnant ? She just freaked the hell out of everybody and worried Tristan to no end. The third and final thing was what if he left her ? What if Tristan decided to leave her ? He already had two kids with Isadora and now , quite possibly a third one with her ? She figured he was happy with the two kids and didn't need a third one on the way. Monday's hand was clenched around her bed sheets as the cartoons played on her tv. Tristan was important to her , very important. She couldn't stand it if she lost him again. The first time was unbearable for her. Just seeing them too together , in bed had shattered her heart into a million pieces but she somehow managed to put them back together and still love Tristan Valmont. She usually wasn't one to blurt out her feelings for anyone just randomly. Monday had been harboring her feelings for him for about a year and a half. She moved away from Milan for that period of time , finishing college and just working. The girl had been invited to Isadora's baby shower but she politely declined. Seeing Isadora , pregnant with Tristan's kids would just open up old wounds and hurt her again. The night they got back together was probably the best night of her life. She was just waiting for the three big words to come out of his mouth. Of course , they didn't but she didn't mind. Monday had Tristan Valmont back in her life and she was just as happy with that.

---M onday turned off the TV and got up , slipping on a pair of rose colored sweat pants over her shorts. Tristan was going to be here any moment and she had to make it look like she was alright. She quickly put her hair into a pony tail and shuffled around her room , quickly cleaning up and trying to make herself and her room presentable. Monday made her way towards the bed , turning the tv back on and flopping down onto the bed , channel surfing and chewing her bottom lip. The girl was extremely smart for a twenty one year old. She did go to college at sixteen and graduated when she was nineteen. But for some reason , she wasn't smart enough to remind Tristan about protection or anything like that ? Monday had mentally kicked herself for hours and cried for hours. The throwing up was the worst in her opinion. When couples found out they were about to have kids , they were usually married and they planned on having kids anyways. But this was different , Monday and Tristan had just gotten back together and now she was pregnant ? She figured if she closed her eyes for a couple of minutes , it would all go away and everything would be fine. Monday heard the front door open and she sighed before slipping on some shoes and getting back on her bed. She heard his loud footsteps come up the stairs and he knocked softly on the door and poked his head in. Monday watched him for a few seconds before he spoke. "Are you all ready?" He asked and she chewed her lip before nodding. "Yeah. I am." Monday said , watching the smile play on his lips before she smiled herself , butterflies dancing in her stomach.

---S he , in fact had taken twelve pregnancy tests and they all came back positive. Monday was most definitely sure she was pregnant. There was not a doubt in her mind that she was pregnant. Throwing up , eating a lot and everything like that , she had to be pregnant. Tristan had offered to take her to the doctor and she agreed , you know ? Just to make sure and not just saying it was a false positive. Monday shuffled over to him , her own nervous smile glowing on her face. He embraced her and she wrapped her own small arms around his waist , pressing her cheek into his chest. "Are you sure , Tristan ? I'm afraid of what's going to happen next." She whispered , intertwining her fingers behind his back. He pulled back and leaned down , pressing his lips to hers. Monday grinned widely , pressing her own lips harder onto his and pouted as he pulled back. Tristan mentioned ass grabbing and she laughed lightly , happy that the mood was lightened and not so serious. " Good. I would have beaten you up if you did." Monday said , playfully slapping his stomach. His arm came around her as they made their way down the stairs and to his car. Butterflies and quite possibly a small baby danced in her belly as she got into the vehicle. It was now or ever. Baby or no baby , she wanted everything to be alright.

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[tristan valmont ,]

------------i should have been a stronger man ,
-------------------should have been your soldier .

<sup>------------What happened if she was pregnant? What would they do? It was something that he had been thinking very long and hard about. It wasn't the things that usual soon to be parents worried about - they would worry about being able to support the baby, being able to take good care of it. Tristan knew that he and Monday were more than capable of providing clothes, a home and food for a baby - he wasn't so much worried about care, he knew that Monday would make an amazing mother. However, he was worried about the kind of life this child would have. What happened if the two of them had to end up calling it quits again? As of now, thats not something he could see himself doing - but, what would happen then? Their child would only be a baby, it's not like they could pass it back and forth and share.. like Tristan and Isadora did with Shiloh and Noah. Of course, he hoped that their relationship wouldn't come to that, but if it did, he didn't want the kid to suffer. He also worried about Monday taking off again if that was to happen, god knows she wouldn't leave the kid behind ... so what would that mean for his relationship with his new son or daughter? There was so much going through his mind after she first dropped the news on him and yeah, he was really scared. It's not something that the young man would ever openly admit - but he was almost sure that Monday could see right through him.

------------As he entered her room and the small blond girl headed over towards him, his arms wrapped around her body, holding her in a hug. "Are you sure , Tristan ? I'm afraid of what's going to happen next." Tristan nodded his head as he began to speak again, "I'm positive. I'll be here either way, stop worrying." He meant that, completely one hundred percent right now. If the pregnancy test came up positive, then he had a third child on the way with another girl, but another girl that he loved. And he knew they would make it work. If it came out negative - then that would, of course, be a huge weight off his shoulders - but he knew that it wouldn't change their relationship, they'd go back to how they were just a few days prior. As the mood lightened when the joke was made, he laughed as Monday hit him in the stomach. "I'm not too worried about that, I don't think you're capable of doing much damage anyway." Which, even though they were both joking, was completely true. Mondays slender and small figure really would be no match against Tristan's six foot two inches and much more built body. Of course, a true fight would never actually happen between the two because Tristan would never lay a hand on her - no matter how much of a 'beating' she was giving him. He had been around a lot of that, when he was really, really young. He didn't remember much, but he knew that he hated when his dad and mom would fight. It really hadn't lasted long, though. Because his mother had taken him and herself out of the house with a divorce almost faster then you can imagine. Now, Tristan knew that him and Monday would never actually get to that - but, he still even found it hard sometimes just to lightly punch her in the arm when they were only playing around.

------------Wrapping his arm around her, he lead her out to his car that was parked in the driveway and got both of them in. The ride to the hospital wasn't too long, but it sure felt like it. It was mostly quiet with the radio on .. some talking. But the tension was clear and it was completely obvious that both of them were very nervous of what the outcome to this was going to be. When arriving at the hospital, they parked close to the maternity level and got out. As they walked towards the door, Tristan took Mondays hand and interlaced his fingers with hers - support, again. He still felt like he needed to be that strong guy for her, her rock. He kept his hand in hers for quite some time, as they went up the elevators, checked in and into waiting rooms. Even sitting in the chairs, he had still kept hold of her hand lightly. It was almost instinctive, for him - maybe it even made himself feel a little bit better as his eyes scanned the room and all he could see were pregnant women. His eyes drifted over to Monday before quickly stealing a glance at her stomach - he was still finding it hard to believe that there was quite possibly a life in there that they had both created. He made a few jokes to try to lighten the mood once more as they waited in the fairly quiet and now almost empty waiting room - it worked, too. The two of them sat there making casual conversation, Tristan throwing in the occasional joke and it made him feel a lot better about the whole thing. That was, until he heard Mondays name being called by a nurse. Standing up with her, he leaned over and kissed her softly. Sighing, he began to speak, "I know that I haven't said it yet, and it's not just because we're here - but, I really do love you and I promise no matter what the results going to be, it's all going to be okay." It wasn't hard for him to say it because it was all the complete truth. It was still just hard for him to believe he had finally got those words out.

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------------tagged jazzzzz.
------------outfit kinda hard to see? idk !
------------lyrics the takeover - honor society , their song, obvs <33 .
------------words nine hundred and ninety one words.
------------notes skippped over most of the car ride - just to speeed it along !</sup>

[monday sinclair]

---L oving people was easy. All you had to do was like them and just be there for them. That's what Monday did. Whenever her friends were in trouble , Monday was there. Whenever her friends needed advice , she was there. Monday was a very supportive friend and when Tristan had been there for her from the support , it made her extremely happy. This was how it was supposed to be. Him being there for her and her being there for him. Just recently , he had listed a couple reasons why he loved her and truth be told , it made her cry. Monday was sure she made a fool out of herself by crying but she couldn't help. It was the sweetest gesture that any boy had ever done for her besides what Odysseus did for her , you know ? Getting down on one knee. Marriage scared her and the fact that she was still harboring feelings for Tristan Valmont. Monday should have mentioned to him about being in love with someone else. But truth be told , she loved Odysseus too. Love was just a complicated web that Monday herself could not unweave.

---H e made herself feel safe , the way he wrapped his arms around her , in her bedroom and the way he held her hand in the waiting room. He said he would be here , one hundred percent and she smiled at that. " Good. I'm glad you're going to be here. I wouldn't have it any other way." She said , looking up at him , grinning. True , the girl was short but she loved the idea of a big , strong , man being there for her and Tristan was her big , strong , man. Monday touched his chin and kissed his cheek , standing on her tip toes. " Oh you think so ? Well , I killed a man in Reno just to watch him die." She managed to get out between giggles as she quoted the Johnny Cash song. It was true though. Even if she did try to beat him up , she just wouldn't be able to. As her dad used to say , it was like mosquito bites. Monday's punches didn't hold much bite but she liked to pretend that she was some big and strong girl who could beat up anyone she wanted to. But just recently , making jokes about beating people up around Tristan and Ryleigh was not a good idea. She tried to refrain from making those comments around those two but they just slipped out. Monday was lucky not to come from a family like that but she did deal with emotional abuse herself. Being the family's cash cow was not fun and games for her. Her dad , mostly was always trying to get money out of Monday. He was using her intellect to get money for his drug habit. The girl wanted nothing to do with her dad because of her childhood , teenage years and now her adult life. Her mother was no problem. Her parents ended up divorcing after Monday graduated high school.


---T he car ride wasn't that bad , actually. They made jokes , listened to music and just playfully had a good time. Monday was glad that the mood wasn't that serious. As they pulled into the hospital parking lot , she started sweating real badly and got super nervous. It was not or ever , she couldn't change her mind and say she didn't want this. As the two walked in , pregnant ladies filled her sight. There was a small pregnant lady looking like she was about to pop. Her belly was sticking out so far and she looked like she was in pain. Her name was called and she was escorted down the hallway in a wheelchair. If she was pregnant , that would be her in nine months. Quite possibly , in nine months , it would be Monday getting pushed down that hallway , screaming , holding her boyfriends hand as hard as she could , just wanting the boy or girl to come out. Pregnancy was scary and of course she was scared. The two slipped into chairs and Monday crossed her legs at the ankle and waited patiently for them to call her name. Tristan grabbed her hand and she looked at him , smiling softly. She stroked his palm with her thumb lightly and intertwined their fingers. When her name was called , her heart dropped down to the floor. It was now or never to find out if a small child was growing in her belly. They both stood up and Tristan leaned over and kissed her. Monday kissed him back , bringing a hand up to his face before pulling back and letting him speak. Her mouth slowly dropped open and she smiled widely at him as the words i love you poured out of his mouth. " I love you , Tristan Valmont. I know you know that but this may be the best day of my life. Also the scariest." She said , quickly grabbing his hand as they walked down the hallway towards the room. The nurse opened the door and the two walked in. Monday hopped up onto the little bed and crossed her legs , chewing her lip and throwing little comments in the direction of Tristan. Things were either going to change or not. But either way , Monday was prepared.

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[tristan valmont ,]

------------i should have been a stronger man ,
-------------------should have been your soldier .

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------------tagged jazzzzz.
------------outfit kinda hard to see? idk !
------------lyrics the takeover - honor society , their song, obvs <33 .
------------words nine hundred and ninety one words.
------------notes skippped over most of the car ride - just to speeed it along !</sup>