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My Hero's My Marines

Novel By: FutureMarinesGirl
Young adult

Ryan Banks life isn’t easy. It never was. Not from when she was born prematurely with her brother TJ, to every time her father leaves with the United States Marine Corps. Fallow Ryan as she suffers heart break, new love, old love, and pain. Mental and Physical.
***This is the sequel to We Make Them Go Ooh-Rah.***
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Submitted:Sep 11, 2010    Reads: 678    Comments: 11    Likes: 9   

I walked to the door taking out the key he gave me walking into the slightly heated front room. I put the bag on the couch and sat down taking my hoodie off. Tanner's apartment was nice. It had one bedroom, one bathroom, a kitchen, a sitting room, and a kitchen. It was cozy and I love it. His couch was a plush fabric that I loved to curl up on with him. It looked like it was take out of a magazine. No joke. I lay down on the couch and closed my eyes. The next thing I know I wake up snuggled up to all the pillows and blankets in Tanner's bed. I rubbed my eyes walking getting out of the warm covers. I walked into the sitting room to see Tanner sitting on the couch with his feet on the coffee table. He was drinking a beer watching TV. "Hey." I smiled trying to rub the sleep out of my eyes. He looked up and smiled at me.

"Hey Sleeping Beauty. I was going to come in and kiss you so you would wake up. I'm getting hungry and I didn't want to eat without you." I nodded walking over and curling up at his side.
"I love you." I whispered kissing his ribs were my face was buried.
"I love you too. Now come on let's eat dinner. I got you some pasta too, and hot wings." He sat turning off the TV. He got up and pulled me up with him. We walked to the kitchen where he sat me down and went to go get all the food as I got up to get the drinks. He looked at me as I went to the frig and he heated up the food. "What are you doing?" He asked crossing his arms.
"I'm getting the drinks do you want another beer?" I asked looked at him.
"Nah just a soda is fine." He nodded putting the food on the table setting it up. I put the soda n the table and sat down again. We had small talk the whole time we were eating, which was him cracking jokes and me laughing. I cleaned up as Tanner stood behind me watching me. "You ready to talk now?" He asked. I looked over at him and nodded. Tanner was and is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I don't want to lose him, I can't lose him. He took his my hand in his as he walked me to the living room. My heart was beating faster than normal as I sat down. "So what's up baby doll?"
"You know how I have been felling sick lately, being tired all the time, eating weirdly, having he night mares….." I trailed off remembering the first time Tanner say me having a night mare. They seemed to stop when I met him and he slept with me but they have come back and now they hate me. They want me to not sleep. Every time he sees me having a night mare he has that look of feeling helpless because he can't make them go away.
"What are you trying to say Ryan?" I looked at him.
"Tanner, I, I think that I'm pregnant." I whispered. He leaned back in his seat and put his hands on his face. I felt the tears forming in my eyes as I watched his reaction. It hurt me to know that I caused this to happy. We were careful. My birth control failed. It had to have. I can't have Owen's baby. I can't. He already haunts my night mares and my memories. I don't need him haunting a poor baby too.
"Pregnant." He sighed pulling his hands off his face to look at me. "A baby. A living, breathing, pooping life form." He looked deadly pale, as if he was read to pass out. I looked at him not knowing what to do. Should I touch him? Should I not touch him in case he never wants to touch me again? I sat there with my hand s in my lap as the tears started to fall onto my sweatpants. I felt a hand pulling up face to look at Tanner. "I'm so sorry." He whispered. He moved his hand up to cup my cheek gently like I was going to break into a million, billon pieces right there.
"You're sorry? I'm the one that got pregnant. It's all entire fault. Now I'm pregnant at 18. It's only February of my senior year." The tears started to speed up as I got more upset. Tanner pulled me to him and stroked my hair.
"It's not your fault it mine. I should have worn a condom more. I should have made sure it was safe. I can't believe I did this. You're the love of my life. You mean everything to me. I love you Ryan."He kissed my head.
"I guess it takes two to tango. I guess we are both at fault." I nodded.
"I just can't believe you're pregnant." He sighed.
"Well I'm not sure I am. I didn't take the tests. I wanted to take them with you. That's why we were at the pharmacy off base. The one on base has no pregnancy tests." I leaned up to kiss his jawbone feeling the stubble on it making me feel better. I'm 18 and could be pregnant and I feel safe and warm in his arms. Nothing mattered but this moment. I was comforting him and he was comforting me.
"So there is a chance you aren't pregnant." He asked laying his hand on my lower stomach, were our baby's home might be.
"I might not be but I think I am." I felt him start to move his thumb so it run over it ever so gently.
"Ryan whatever happens I promise I will be there for you. If you're pregnant I will support you and take care of you and the baby. I love you Ryan." He leaned down to kiss me.
"I love you too." I whispered getting up to get the bag full of the tests. I took a deep breath.
"You ready for this?" He asked getting up and walking with me to the bathroom.
"No, but I have to be." I walked into the bathroom as Tanner went and sat down on the bed in the bedroom. I sat down, peed on the sticks, all five of them. I slipped the protective caps back on and walked into the bedroom holding them. Tanner looked up at me.
"Did you take all of those?" He asked looking at my hand, his eyes wide.
"Yeah I really had to pee anyway so it was killing two birds with one stone." I smiled sitting down next to him. I laid my head on his shoulder as he held me tightly. The waiting was the hardest part. Not the having to tall him, having to tell Emmy, not all the throwing up. The waiting was killing me. Tanner's phone beeped telling us it was time to look, to see if I was pregnant. I picked up the fist tested and gasped…………


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