Miranda Lambert

- Anon B

Anderson frowned when he saw her sitting on the couch. Her nose was stuck in a book, but he knew she wasn’t reading it. On the floor in front of her, Harper had tipped her doll clothes everywhere, her favourite plastic baby naked on the rug as her hands attempted to fix the diaper.

Rather than push Miranda, Anderson just let her be. He could see how tired she was, but didn’t want to argue with her again. He knew she hadn’t slept properly in weeks, but also knew she was on edge, ready to snap.

In the kitchen, he tried to keep it quiet, opening up the cupboards to pull out everything he would need for sandwiches. Even as the no fat mayonnaise was spread on the grain bread, he knew she wouldn’t eat it. When she got in these moods, she wouldn’t do something simply because she knew he wanted her to do it. There wasn’t much he disliked about her, but her stubbornness got to him. He felt bad for her, and knew she hated taking sleeping pills in case Harper needed her in the night, but if she couldn’t sleep naturally, Anderson didn’t know what else he could do.

When Anderson had made a cheese and tomato sandwich for Harper and sprinkled a few potato chips on the side, he closed the fridge with his foot and balanced all three plates back into the living room.

Harper immediately ditched her baby and kneeled in front of the coffee table, quickly shovelling her lunch into her mouth. Anderson patted her messy blonde head and sat on the edge of the couch, seeing the sleepiness in Miranda’s face.

“Sit up, love.”

Miranda sighed and did as he asked, pushing her aching body up to a half-sit, instinctively folding her legs over his lap. Anderson sat her plate on her thighs and placed his own on the side table next to the couch.

As he ate, Anderson listened to Harper’s long rant about her baby’s failing nap schedule, but kept an eye on Miranda. When the 4-year-old was finished and back with her fake child on the floor, Anderson looked over at the mother of his child and frowned. She had nibbled on the crust and left the rest.

“You need to eat, baby.”

Miranda sighed and took a more generous bite to make him happy, but Anderson could see the tiredness behind her blue eyes. He rubbed up and down her legs and sighed, knowing she was only moody because she was frustrated with herself.

“Do you want something else?”

Miranda shook her head and Anderson gave up. He knew she’d push him away if he pushed her too hard. Instead, he lifted her tense legs and took the dishes back to the kitchen. As he watched her from the doorway, Anderson felt terrible. She was clearly miserable. Unable to sleep, exhausted, fed up and angry.

“Harper, go find your shoes baby.”

Harper looked up and tucked her baby under the covers of the plastic cradle, before running into the front room to search for her sandals. Usually when these spontaneous trips happened she got some sort of treat out of it.

As Harper sang to herself and sat on the floor to buckle her shoes, Anderson tied his shoes and crouched in front of the couch, running his fingers through Miranda’s blonde bangs until she opened her eyes.

“Come with me, honey. I have an idea.”

Miranda groaned, but allowed him to pull her to her feet, leading her to the front door.

“Shoes, mommy!” Harper reminded promptly as she reached to open the handle and Miranda slid flip flops on her feet before following Anderson and their daughter out to the car. While Anderson strapped Harper in, Miranda climbed in the front and closed her eyes, hoping she’d be left alone if she wasn’t responsive.

The whole drive was quiet. Harper chattered away as usual, but neither Miranda nor Anderson paid her much attention. By the time Anderson found the street he was looking for, Harper was getting fed up. Anderson sighed as she whinged and pulled into an empty space. He put Harper on his hip to keep her from running away and took Miranda’s hand, leading them both across the street. When she realised where he was taking her, Miranda’s hand relaxed in his, feeling a little guilty that she was so hostile in the car.

He pushed the door open and Harper jumped when she heard the little bell ring. Miranda stood a little awkwardly as Anderson greeted the girl behind the counter and confirmed the appointment, making sure they had time for the one hour message. He swiped his credit card and switched Harper to his other hip so she couldn’t play with the plastic cups piled up on the counter.

When he turned around, he saw the regret in Miranda’s eyes, the bags under them making her eyelids droop. He softened his face and used his spare hand to squeeze her hip, feeling a little relief when she leaned into him.

“I’m sorry.”

Anderson shook his head and gave her ass a little squeeze, before moving his hand up to rub her tense back.

“Enjoy, sweetheart. We’ll be back in an hour.”

Miranda puckered up and gladly accepted a kiss from both of them. She squeezed her daughter’s foot as they walked out and followed the lady down the hallway.

Outside in the warm air, Anderson finally put his 4 year old on her feet and held her tiny hand firmly in his.

“What do you want to do?”

Harper looked up and pushed her fat bottom lip out, knowing it got to him. He laughed and squeezed her hand, knowing she wanted the park. He figured that was an easy way to go. She could run around and get all her energy out and all he had to do was sit and make sure she wasn’t kidnapped.

As Harper climbed up and down the jungle gym, Anderson made a list on his phone, hoping he’d get a chance to go to the grocery store on the way home. When Harper called out, he put the iPhone in the back pocket of his shorts and headed over to the swings, where she was calling his name and pointing to be empty one. He quickly lifted her on and pulled it back, smiling as she giggled and held on tight. He knew she could swing herself now, but preferred it this way. He didn’t mind. She was getting bigger so quick and he relished these moments where she needed him, even if she was only pretending.

For close to 45 minutes, Anderson pushed his child on the swings, making her laugh when he pretended to steal her feet. By the time the session was up, Harper was beat. She’d refused to nap earlier, insisting she was a big girl who didn’t need one. He stopped the swing and patted her back.

“Come on, babe. Let’s go get mommy.”

Harper shook her head and huffed.

“No.”

Anderson sighed. Sick of her new-found attitude.

“Do I need to take your baby away again?”

Harper groaned and jumped down, following him through the grass back to the street, her feet dragging as she sulked. Anderson grabbed her hand as they crossed the street and tried to keep his cool. He knew she was only doing this because she was tired. When they finally reached the spa, Anderson opened the door and smiled when he saw Miranda sitting by the counter. Her face was softer than it had been an hour ago, her body visibly more relaxed. When her family walked in, she stood up and reached out to the moody 4 year old clinging to her daddy’s strong hand. Harper reached up and Miranda lifted her to her hip, the little girl’s body relaxing into her mama.

“You feeling better?” He asked quietly and Miranda looked up, her eyes apologetic. She frowned and reached up to pat his stubbly cheek.

“I’m sorry I was such a bitch.”

Anderson smiled and leaned down to kiss her soft lips. His hand found her spare hip and he squeezed, her muscles feeling far more limp than they did an hour ago. He kissed the crown of her head and kept one hand on her lower back as he opened the door for them.

When everyone was strapped in the car, Anderson re-adjusted the rear-view mirror and turned around to have a better look. He laughed when he saw Harper was already asleep, the car still in the same spot.

“She’s already asl…” Anderson stopped when he turned back to the front and his face turned to a content smile. They hadn’t even pulled back onto the road yet and Miranda was passed out in the front seat, her mouth slightly open as she leaned back into the headrest. He smiled and reached over to buckle her seatbelt gently.

As Harper started to snore in the back, Anderson turned the radio off to let them sleep and leaned over. His plump lips found her temple and kissed gently, lingering a little to relax her. When he pulled out onto the street, Anderson reached over, squeezing her thigh in regular intervals. He knew he wasn’t going to get the chance to go to the supermarket, but he’s gladly drive around aimlessly if it meant keeping both his girls sleeping.

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I awake up to my phone beeping. I sigh, reaching to turn it off, its 8:30 I think to myself as I set my phone back done and turn to Anderson. We had a late night of watching movies catching each other up on our favorite titles the other hasn’t seen. I look over to see him lying there with his shoulder on pillow. I start thinking back to our Aspen trip when he fell and broke his collarbone. Lucky it was too bad just some pain pills, ice and rest he should be fine. I get up a little bit and climb on top of him trying to be careful. He doesn’t flinch meaning he is still out cold. I lean down and give him a kiss on his bare chest, then his check. He is still not moving, I kiss his jaw line and closer to his lips. I look up to see his eyes open looking at me. He smiles, “A guy could get used to waking up like this” I smile as he reaches up and puts his hand on my check and pulls me into another kiss. We kiss for a bit and he starts to get up when I hear him wince. I pull away. “You ok?” I questions looking at his shoulder. “You need some meds or ice.” I see his smile come back. “I’ll get the meds, you get the ice?” He questions as I nod to get up and head to get some ice for him. I hear him come into the kitchen as I’m getting the ice for him. I turn and point to the couch for him to sit as a put a cloth around the bag and walk over to place it on his shoulder “Thanks Hun.” He said and turns his head and gives me a sweet kiss. I sit down next to him. “How you feeling?” I say and grab his hand. “Better now” He said as he kisses my hand. I blush a little. I feel like a little kid again with him again. “What time is it?” He questions looking around for a phone to look. I grab mine. “9:00” I say and sit it back down. He nods. “We should probably get ready to leave” He states looking at me. “Yea.” I say hesitantly. “If you don’t feel good then we probably shouldn’t go.” He shakes his head. “I feel fine. I want to see my family.” He said grabs my hand. As I give him a look of uncertainty. “You still want to go right?” He questions and I don’t know what to say, “I want to go, I’m just nervous I guess.” He squeezes my hand. “No need to be nervous. None baby, they already love you!” I just nod. “Come here” He moves the ice and pulls me into him. “No your shoulder!” I exclaim. “I don’t care about little pain” I say “No, you need to put your sling on mister.” I say and put the ice back on his shoulder and go to his other side and he lifts that arm to hold me. I ignore the eye roll he gave me in the process. And put my head on his chest. “Just be yourself and they will love you, they aren’t scary people. If anything they will give you more things to make fun of me about.” He said with a laugh and kisses my head “I love you and that all that matters.” I smile and look up to give him a kiss. “WE should get ready” I get up and help him get ready.

“You ready?” I hear and I finish putting on my makeup. “Yea, you let me pack all this stuff up and toss in my bag!” I walk out of the bathroom to see him prop upon on the couch and I throw my make bag with the rest of the overnight bags. I hear his phone go off. “Hey momma” He said and I can’t help but smile thinking of how sweet he treats his mom. As I grab the bags to toss them into the truck. When I walk back inside I hear him getting off. “Alight, I’ll see ya in a bit. Love you.” He hangs up and stands. “Momma can’t wait for us” He said as he walks towards me. “Bags in the car?” He questions. I nod “Let’s go!” He said as he grabs my hand and walk to the truck to get in.

About an hour into the car ride I look over to him, to see him singing along to don’t call by Caroline Spence. I been obsessed with her album sense he introduced it to me. He looks over smiles. “Hi” he said and laughs awkwardly noting I been staring. “How’s your shoulder?” I say still worried about this long car ride, he tries not to moan when we hit pot holes but I can tell it bothers him. “m fine” he said. I go on” Are you sure, I put the medicine in my purse, take some.” He shakes his head and I can tell he is getting annoyed. “Here” I say starting to grab for my purse to get it myself when he interrupts” I’m fine Miranda! Just drop it!” he sighs giving her a bit of an attitude mumbling something under his breath and turns up the volume looking back out of the window. “I just care.” I mumble more to myself looking at the clock knowing we only have about 30 mins left into the ride. I get lost into my own thoughts and think about how this trip will go. I haven’t done anything like this in like 10 years. I look out the window and farm lands and know we are getting closer. I hear the volume being turn down with a little groan. I decided to ignore it but still look over. I see him looking at me.

“We are here” I hear him say. I just nod trying not to let the attitude he gave me earlier affect my mood. “Once we go say hi to my mom, I think I should take you around town, show you my old stooping ground!” he exclaims and I nod “That would be nice.” I say and turn down a street that the gps tells me to. “It’s the third house on the right.” He said and points to it. “The house that build me!” he laughs at his own joke and I start to laugh as I put the truck in park. “Ah there’s a real smile.” He said. I laugh again. “I’m sorry I got an attitude, I don’t want to walk in there with you upset.” He said and I sigh. “I’m not upset, sorry I kept bugging you about it. I just don’t want you to be in pain.” I say looking at him seeing his sparkling eyes and his smile. “Trust me, I will let you know when I’m in pain ok?” I nod. “I love you” I say. He pushes back a piece of hair with his good arm. “I love you too darling” He goes in for a kiss. It doesn’t matter which number kiss this is, it still gives me butterflies. We pull apart. “Let’s do this.” I say. I gave him a quick peek and walk out of the car.

I start to grab the bags when I see a couple walking up to us. “Oh Miranda stop that let Rich get the bags!” “No its fine!” I say as I grab mine and he grabs Andersons. “Hey momma” Anderson said and hugs him mom. “Hey honey. Your shoulder what happen! You ok need some ice?” She questions and I can’t help but hold back a smirk as he gives me a look. “I’m ok, I’ll explain when we get inside. Mom this is Miranda” He said and grabs my bag with his good arm. Getting death glares from both his mom and I. He laughs you to will be two peas in a pod he jokes and I lightly hit his arm to take my bag back. “Hi Cindy it’s great to meet you!’ I say holding out my hand not know if I should hug. “Great to meet you to honey she said and pulls me into a hug!” “So happy you all are here come in!” she said as she grabs my hand and leads me into the house with Anderson and his stepdad following behind. “I show you guys your rooms so we can put you luggage there.” I look at Anderson and see his sneer. “Rooms? Mom she is staying with me in my room. “She shakes her head “Not until your married son you know the rules.” I hear him moan. I can’t help but laugh. “Mom I’m 27” I stress trying to get her to cave “yes I know your age dear.” I see his mom roll his eyes. That’s where he gets it I mumble “What did you say dear?” she said and looks over at me. “Oh nothing. It’s fine, where is mine room Mrs. Ennis?” “I’m glad you’re not fighting this. Your room is right here it was Christy’s old room and right across the hall is Michael’s old room and where he will be. Oh and call me Cindy!” I nod she leaves to lets us get situated and tells us lunch is almost done.

I smile as I hear a knock on the door, as I’m looking at pictures on the wall of Christy and her friends. I look over to see him standing there. “Is it weird that she kept these rooms how we kept them when we lived here?” He said and plops down on the bed. “It’s cute, it this you?” I point to a picture of him He gets up. “Yep that’s me, I was so cute what happen” he states and I turn around to hit him lightly. “Maybe the smoking happen.” I state. Crossing my arms as I see his pack of cigs in his hands. “Nah not that, that keeps me young” he jokes. “Oh I need to see your room!” I say changing the subject and excetly jumping like a little kid. “You will tonight.” He winks while looking me up and down. I laugh. “No sir this is my room, I have to stay in here tonight.” I say innocently. He just smirks. “We will see about that” he winks again grabs my hand and heads into the kitchen.

“What ya cooking?” he said as he walks into the kitchen table to sit down. “It’s that beef stew stuff you like. I was thinking for dinner making a lemon chicken with rice and veggies.” “Sounds good. After lunch I’m going show Ran around that ok.” “Oh that will be fun. Are you hanging out with your dad tomorrow?” he nods “Good he will be glad to see ya.” She said as she places a bowl in front of us. “Want any water or soda.” “I’ll take water.” I said with Anderson agreeing. “Thanks” I say again when she hands me the water and take a bite of the stew she made. I look over to see Anderson smiling this is apparently on of his favorite dishes his mom makes, it’s his comfort go to he would say. “So Miranda are you working on new music” “mom” Anderson said and I smile a little. “What, I read online she is working on an album.” “I’m kind of scared of what you read online honestly.” He states and I jump in” Yes, I have been writing a lot. I’m planning a tour for the summer but as of right now kind of just taking a break writing. Enjoying being back in Nashville.” His mom nods. “Yes, it’s a great city music everywhere.” “Yes, it has been my inspiration.” His stepdad jumps in. “I hear you have a million dogs.” I laugh. “Well 5 they are all rescues and I love them.” “They are her children and don’t tell her otherwise.” Anderson jumps in with a laugh knowing well i go to bat for those dogs. “But they are really cute dogs.” “You got pictures?” His mom asked. “Yea let me get my phone.” I start to get up when Anderson stop me. “No need babe, I think I got pics of them on my phone.” I can’t help but smile. He has pictures of my dogs on his phone he is totally a keeper I think to myself. I see him lean over to show his mom and stepdad the pictures while telling them the dog’s names. We finish up lunch and got the topic off of me and unto our Aspen trip and Anderson new project he’s been working on. “You guys done?” She questions as she takes our bowls and puts them in the sink. Anderson looks at me. “Want to go exploring now?” he questions and I nod. “Totally.” We get up. “Mom we will be back in time for dinner, I’m going show her around. “ I go gather my purse and keys. “Ok everyone should be here around 4; 30.” He nods and grabs my hand as we walk out the door. “Well that went well.” I say to Anderson as he walks around to open the driver’s door for me. He laughs, “That was just a warm up babe. Tonight is the real game” He jokes. Well I hope it was a joke I think to myself as he comes around to the other side to get in and we start our journey around town.

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Because my friends took me out for my bday and to get over a guy. So idk how this is but it just came out! Ha

“What ya doing? “I say while I walked into the room and see Miranda on my phone. Nothing she said as she throws the phone down on the couch. “Nothing?” I question as I come to sit next to her. She snitches. 

“Yea nothing” she states again this time I don’t believe her, by the look on her eyes, i know she’s hiding something.

 “What’s wrong” I say as she is looking at her phone. I reach to grab it and Miranda pulls it away. Trying to stop me from any access. Instead I take a different approach and pull her into my arms. “Tell me what is wrong” I stress to her and hold her tightly. I hate to see the sadness in her eyes. 

 “Why are you with me?” she saids softly and I pull away. “What?” I say and look in her sparkling blue eyes. “Why are you with me.“ She repeats one last time slowly. I still look at her and she goes on. “Like is it for publicity, I mean no offence but since we started dating, you have gotten more popular.” she states so soft I can barely hear her. 

I debate on pulling her tighter or pulling back just to look at her in disbelief. “What?” I say again as I chose the latter and look at her. She doesn’t say anything but looks me in the eyes. She finally said “So which is it?” She said with a bit more girl power force. Like I’ll leave you no worry attitude. I look at her and can’t help but laugh. I grab her and hold her tight.

“It kills me that you even think that’s a possibility” I say as i rock her back and forth a bit, both hands tight around her. “I would never do that.” I say as I take a breath. “Never!” I swear to her as I kiss the side of her head then her cheek. Avoiding her mouth to show her I love her more than that. But she finds the way to my lips. We kiss for a bit and she pulls back. 

“What makes you think of that” I ask as I pull apart and place a piece of hair behind her ear. She shrugs and I can not help but say her nick name. “Ran?” I say as I grab her hand debating if she wants to be touch or not. 

She starts to open her mouth but closes it. Just to open it again. I just read some things. She said in almost a mumble. With that I breathe out. “ What did you read?” I question. “It’s no big deal” she says and starts to get up. I pull her back down and into my lap and arms. “I don’t care what anybody says. I don’t care about fame. I’ll go back to being a studio rat for all I care!” I exclaim to her. I feel her semi relax into my arms. “I love you, and I want to be with you!” I exclaim again to her and kiss her on the cheek hoping she believes me, hoping she wasn’t too damage to see I speak the truth. 

I think about this talk as we spent this day away. I see the shirt that I offered to buy. She was going to give it to me but I refused. I throw it on me and looked in the mirror. I hear my phone go off. I reach over for it and see a picture message. With a simple text. “I believe you.” I open the text to see the picture. It was her in the mirror with one of my shirts under it saying “Hopefully you’re always on my side.” I can’t help but roll my eyes. Only because she doesn’t need hope. I’m on her side I love her. I send a picture back of my smoking and drinking shirt. “No need to worry darling ill always be with you.” I sent that to her and receive a smile face. I can’t help but smile as I go see my band, thinking of other ways to prove to this girl I would never forsake her or more importantly leave her.

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“Up here come on” Anderson said as he guided her though his window onto the roof with a blanket in hand and a pillow for her. As he lays out the blanket and set the pillow on it, he looks over to see Miranda’s smirk. “Are we really laying a blanket on your roof right now?” She questions but still plops down on the blanket. “Hey you were the one who said you wanted the blanket!” he accuses back and lays down next to her. Miranda laughs and gazes up at the stars that are unusually bright tonight.

They just got back from there second date when she notice the stars and wanted to look at them. “You know, if I didn’t want to be an artist, I would go back to school for astronomy?” “Really?” Miranda questions and she notice his hand dangerously close to hers. “Yea, something just festinates me about it all. How there’s something bigger out there, the stars, planets, and black holes I mean its incredible stuff.” He lets out and looks back up at the sky. “Like look at that, don’t you see it?” He points over to her left. “Right there?” she points. He shakes his head like a little kid. “Yea, ok you got the square right there.” He moves his hand to show her. She follows suit “and then the stars from a line.” He slowly grabs her hand. He is too focus to see Miranda’s grin as she listens intently to what he is telling her. “Those three stars and you got the highest point then you follow those two down.” Still guiding her hand across to show her the end star. “That my friend is Pegasus, the flying horse consultation!” After that he hears laughter. “You made that up!” “I did not! I’m being as real as a kangaroo right now!” At that she giggles harder and Anderson joins. “As real as a kangaroo, who saids that!” He laughs with her not really knowing why he said that but grins when he realizes, she locks her hand with his at that moment. “I am, and so will are the cool kids starting tomorrow!” He exclaims and looks over at her blue eyes. She lets out a final giggle. “If you say so sir” she said looking back at him. He uses his free hand to push her hair out of her eyes and his fingers lingers a bit on her cheek. He thinks about going in for a kiss, but he doesn’t want to blow this. He doesn’t want to rush her. She interrupts his thoughts.

“Are you going kiss me or not?” Miranda questions smirking at him. Anderson eyes grow big almost in shock but just gently laughs and shyly look down. While Miranda feels butterflies in her stomach. With a smirk still on his face he said “blunt, I like it” Miranda nods “I think you know I like you a lot but you might miss your shot” she finishes and without a second thought he looks back at her and leans forwards to meet her lips. It was a little light kiss at first, noting wanting to push her he pulls away. His hand still on her cheek not wanting to move it. They sat like that for a while. Looking into her sparking blue eyes with those dimples makes him go in for another. Forgetting all about wanting to take it slow. It was the fireworks that was going off and he wanted more. She did too as she moved her hand to his hair and let him kiss her senseless. As the butterflies in her stomach becoming more apparent. They pull apart, She smiles. “I like that a lot.” He purely smiles and lays back down this time pulling her into his arms and looking back at the stars. “Oh look there’s the dog constellation.” Miranda grins as she tangles her hand with his again.

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I sit and look at my phone for the millionth time starting to feel sick something that had become a common occurrence the past couple weeks. It was too early in the morning to be up let alone thinking about how your life might change. But late last night I made my bus driver stop by a store to pick me up something after realizing I was about a month late. I hear my timer go off. I grab the test, Positive I say outload to myself. I lean back on the small counter in my tour bus. I’m about done with my summer tours and planning my winter one to go along with my new cd. I can’t be, I shake my head and tears fall out. I cry softy and let it all out, funny how you have a plan for life but God had another. Take a breath and look in the mirror. I wrap up the test in toilet paper and put it in the trash and cover some more with it up. I fix myself and cover the fact that I been crying.

I sneak into my room and see Anderson sleeping on the bed curl up next to delta. I quickly change into shorts and grab my headphones and sneak out trying not to wake him. I start to walk out and I see my driver look at me. I just smile, and continue to walk out. Not dare telling him what the test said but he probably already knows by the sad smile he gave back at me. I walk around the venue, I try to clear my head. You’re going be a mom. Your life is going to change. I find myself out on the lawn looking towards the stage. When my phone goes off. I see his name, the guy who has no idea whose life is about to change forever. “Hey” I say quietly picking at the grass. “Hey where did you go?” “I went and took a walk, I just needed to clear my head of things.” I pick up a rock I found and throw out towards the stage. The stage, I will be on in a matter of 12 hours, the stage where I am Miranda Lambert and have to give a great performance like nothing is wrong. “Oh, ok. When you think you will be back?” I sigh starting to feel bad that this is Anderson only day off this week and he flown 4 hours to be here and I ran to hide from him. Not wanting to face him, scared he will walk away and also scared he will be excited. “I don’t know, not long promise.” I hear him sigh. “Will you tell me what’s wrong? I came all this way to spend some time with you, and in a few hours you have sound check and have to get ready..” he wonders off and I cut him off. “I know Anderson and I’m sorry. I’ll come back soon. We will have time together, I promise.” I say a little more desperately. “Ok, see you in a while.” He said with sadness in his voice.

I can tell he is not happy and a fall back looking up at the sky and I find myself crying again. I think about this past year, how so much has change. How much I wanted to be a mother and how I never wanted to give any of it up. I want it all. I sigh and sit up looking at the stage. The place I feel at home, the place I always wanted to be. I look down and place a hand on my stomach. I wonder if that will be the same for you, I say quietly. I get up and walk around a little more and start heading towards the busses.

I see Alex with his kids running crazy. And I can’t help but smile. His family is in town visiting him because he was missing them. “Miranda!!!” I hear them and they coming running towards me. I give them a big hug. “Hey troublemakers!” “Were not troublemakers!” The little boy exclaims. I can’t help but laugh. “What are you then?” I questions as I tickle him and I hear him laugh harder when his older sister joins in. After his pleas to stop we do and I look up to see Alex and his wife. I feel his eyes burning trough me. We always has this connection he is like an older brother. “You ok?” he questions look in my eyes. “Yea I’m fine.” I say looking back at him. I can tell by his face he doesn’t believe me. I played that line so much this past year, yet I always found myself crying on his shoulder after I drank a little too much. He was the first person to know how damage I truly was by that whole ordeal. He just nods. “Ok kids let’s get some food in ya.” They cheer and I can’t help but smile. “You coming?” I shake my head. “Maybe, let me see what Anderson wants to do first.” He laughs. “I’m surprise he not with you, you are attached at the hip lately.” I can’t help but laugh. “Yea, I’ll text ya if we decide to join you all.” I say and wave by at the kids and head to my bus. I pause before I open the door. Do I tell him now, or wait I think to myself. Just do it now wrap off the bandage.

I open the door to find Anderson on the couch watching TV with Cher. “Well, well look who decide to show up.” He said bitterly and I can tell something is off. “I walk over and give him a small peck. “I’m sorry but I’m here now. I was only gone for a couple of hours.” I say as I pull his arm over me so I can lay on his chest. But he pulls away and stands up. “What’s wrong? I know I left but I had to think about somethings.” I say and before I can continue he irrupts me. “Like this?” He hold up my positive test and sets it down on the table. Part of me wants to freak out that he just put my test on the table. I peed on that thing, don’t put it on the table. But now isn’t the time for that. “Anderson…” I start to say and he irrupts me again. “You’re pregnant. And I had to find out myself through a test.” “Well that’s how I found out.” I try to joke to lighten his mood. He just shakes his head. “Why were you going through my trash anyway” I question back at him. “Frist off now isn’t the time for jokes babe and secondly, yes you though the test in the trash and covered it but you left the box in-between the toilet and sink.” I just hit my hand on my forehead, idiot I think to myself, how could you forgot about the box. I hear his voice go softer. “Why didn’t you tell me, right then? Or hell when you even thought it was a possility.” I just shrug. And I hear him almost a whisper. “Is it even mine?” I snap up. “How can you even think that?” I snap at him and just shake my head and walk away too annoyed to deal with this again. “I never been unfaithful to you or to anyone for that matter.” I vent out to him I pause to turn to look back at him. “And if you even think that then you can just leave. I can raise this baby on my own.” “Oh Miranda, stop. Frist off what am I supposed to think. You take a test instead of telling me, you run off. And yes, I trust you but you have lied. Remember who you had lunch with at your LA show? You didn’t tell me and I had to find out through the media?” I can’t help but roll my eyes. “Is that who you think the father would be? We had lunch to talk about the Ladysmith and the Ranch, sense he owns the building for the Ladysmith. It was a business lunch, I mean yea we talked about personal shit but there no way in hell I went home with him.” I walk up and grab his hands. “I love you Michael Anderson. Only you, and we are going be parents.” I take his hand with mine and put it on my stomach. I see his smile and I look into his eyes. I go on. “I freaked out that’s why I left. I mean how can I do all this and be an awesome mother. I also wondered how you would be. I mean we joked around about kids and we said one day but didn’t know what you thought about now. We only started dating a year next month. “I feel his lips on mine before I could finish my thought. We pull apart and I see him bend down to kiss my stomach and stand back up. “That’s how I feel about this.” He pushes a piece of hair behind my ear. “We will figure out the rest, take it as it comes. But right now let’s live in this moment.” I nod. “I’m sorry,” before I can continue he pulls me in his arms. “I’m sorry too, I love you so much. And I can’t wait to start this journey with you.” He sways me back and forth and I smile. “I love you.” I say softly and I feel him kiss my head, and all the doubt leaves, and I melt into his arms.

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Short, cheesy and crappy. But enjoy!😂