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Pain Isn't a Weakness

Novel By: FutureMarinesGirl
Young adult



*The second part to Dont Forget To Remember Me*
After a year and a half Bailey is just getting into her new job as a Mother, a Marine’s girlfriend, and a tattoo drawer. Taylor being deployed and the mystery guy still in the back of her mind, she has a lot on her plate. Will something take away or could it just be a lie. What will happen? Well something really take Bailey away from everything, permanently? View table of contents...


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Submitted:Jul 27, 2011    Reads: 366    Comments: 10    Likes: 4   


I smiled at Fin as he stared at me as we drove away from the airport. I smiled at him as he played with his pacifier before looking out of the window. I watched as the road and building flew by around us. I watched as we pulled up outside of an old house. It was big house with a wraparound porch. It had a cape window on the second floor. It had beautiful blue walls with white trim all around it. "Well here we are." Eli said turning the truck off unbuckling his seatbelt. I looked at Taylor as he got out of the car. I unbuckled myself opening the door and getting out of the truck and going around to get Fin. I opened his door and unbuckled him as he put his arms around my neck as I pulled him out. Taylor came around holding my bag pulling me and Fin close to him. Fin was still quiet, my guess still off balance because of the plane ride. He held me tightly looking at his Dad. Taylor took my hand silently before lead us towards the front door. "You ready for this Tay?" Eli asked walking behind us hold our bags.

"Yeah I guess I have to be anyway." He let go of my hand and wrapped it around my waist pulling gently at my t-shirt that moved up on the ride here. I smiled gently at him as Eli opened the door.

"Ma we're home." We heard moving in the house.

"Oh good! Oh my Taylor look at you!" I turned my head to look at the woman who came running into the front room throwing her arms around Taylor and holding him tightly to her. I held Fin a little bit closer to me as others came to see Taylor. Taylor looked at me after hugging the woman and another man. I stood there looking at the ground not saying anything as his family hugged him. "Oh my grandbaby." She gasped pulling Fin out of my arms, ignoring me. Fin looked at her with his confused face before looking at me and Taylor. Taylor pulled me to him holding me as I watched Fin as he looked around at what I think are Taylor's parents. Taylor kissed my head when finally one of his parents looked at me.

"You must be Bailey." The man who looked just like Taylor smiled at me. I nodded smiling at him.

"Bailey Williams." He shook my hand.

"Michael Andrews, Taylor's father." He turned to the woman who was still cooing at Fin as he stared at her not sure what to do. "Mary." He said to her making her look at him.

"What?" She asked confused. He jerked his head in my direction making her look at me.

"Oh I didn't notice you." She said me up and down. "I'm Taylor's mother." I looked at her but she didn't care and went back to looking at Fin. I laid my head on Taylor's shoulder. He kissed me as Fin's face scrunched up and he reached for me and away from his grandmother. I took fin into my arm again as he held on tight looking back at his grandparents.

"He's cranky from the flight." Taylor nodded rubbing Fin's head as he laid his head on my shoulder like I was just like with Taylor. Mary, Taylor's mom, nodded.

"Why don't we all go inside?" Michael smiled at us. Taylor looked around the house.

"Where's Ria?" He asked his brother.

"No idea Bro." He walked into the house with our bags.

"Dad, where's Ria?" His Dad looked up from the mail in his hand.

"She is at school doing some a school project in the library." He nodded. Taylor held me to him.

"Where's Lily?" He shrugged.

"Your mother said that she was busy with work so she can't get here till Thursday." He nodded at him walking into the living room.

"Come on let's sit down." I nodded walking with him to the living room. He sat down and pulled me to him as Fin moved to sit down on Taylor's lap pulling his pacifier out of his mouth and handing it to me.

"You don't want it anymore Fin?" I asked him.

"No." he said pulling a face moving to get off his father's lap and putting his feet on the ground. He looked around the room before moving over to look at the TV. He looked back at Taylor and me before tapping his hand on the screen. "Play?" Taylor kissed me before standing up and turning on the TV and walking over and handing me the remote before sitting down next to me pulling me to him.

"Taylor come here please." Mary called from the kitchen. He kissed me again.

"I'll be right back." I nodded as Fin came back over to me crawling onto the couch moving over to cuddle into my side watching the TV as I changed it to the kid's channel. Fin watched the TV but my mind was elsewhere. I kept thinking of what Tom was saying. I thought about how much money I could make with him. How I could be a stay at home Mom, not that I wasn't already since Biggy let me bring Fin along for everything no matter what. I loved him for it. But could I raise two children, alone for months on end, on the money I was making. I wanted what's best for my babies. I looked down at Fin as he giggled at the TV. I had to do what is best for him. If I want both him and the new baby to get what they want then I have too. Maybe I could call Tom and see if he could give me some small projects so I can still work with Biggy. I had to do something. I had to take care of my family. "Bailey?" I shook my head clearing it from my thoughts and looked up at Taylor. He was look at me concerned.

"Yeah?" He put his hand on my cheek.

"You okay baby?" I nodded slowly.

"Just thinking." I put my hand on my stomach. Taylor sat down next to me.

"Baby, please just tell me." He whispered his eyes clouded with concern.

"My stomach hurts a little bit. Nothing big." He moved over to lean his head against mine.

"Are you hungry?" He whispered looking over at Fin as he watched TV happily clapping along with it. I shook my head looking up at him. He rubbed his finger down my cheek. "Will you try to eat something for the baby?" I nodded closing my eyes. He kissed me gently. "I love you Bailey."

"I love you too." Fin looked up at us from the TV.

"Daddy I'm hungry." Taylor leaned back taking his forehead off of mine.

"I know buddy. It's dinner time." Fin made an 'o' face and moved off the couch. Wow had I been sitting here thinking for that long? Wow. Taylor helped me off the couch like I was labeled with fragile all over myself. But it was okay because I was having some stomach pain that made it uncomfortable to move. "Just have something to eat baby." I nodded. "Come on Fin." He said picking Fin up. We walked into the dining room as Michael smiled at me. I sat down on the chair Taylor pulled out for me. He sat Fin on one side and he sat on the other side of me. Mary put food in the center of the table as the front door opened and closed.

"Sorry I'm late the project took longer than I expected." A voice said as a younger looking Mary walked through the door.

"You should have called Maria." Mary sighed not happy about it looking up at her. Maria shrugged before her eyes landed on Taylor, Fin, and me. She smiled warmly at me. A smile she shared with her brother and her nephew. "You must be Bailey. I'm Ria." I smiled at her.

"It's great to meet you. Your brother talks about you a lot." I smiled as she put her bag down and walked over to Taylor and kissed his head. She smiled at me before sitting next to Eli who was across from me.

"Come on time to eat." I looked around the table at the food. It was spaghetti and meatball and some garlic bread as well as a big salad. I didn't know what to get as everyone took food. I wasn't hungry and I felt a little nauseous from the food. Taylor put his full plate down before picking up Fin's and putting a couple meatballs and a piece of garlic bread. He put it down as I picked up my knife to cut it for him. He smiled at me as I picked up some spaghetti and put it on his plate cutting it up to smaller pieces for him. He does love spaghetti it's just too long for him to eat right now. Just to be safe. You know, just in case. I finished cutting his food and handed him a fork for him to eat. He took his first bite as I turned to look at my empty plate. Taylor looked at before standing up picking up my plate and putting a little of everything on it. He put it back down it front of me before sitting down again.

"Thank you." I whispered to him picking up my fork and trying to force away my unwell stomach. I took a bite from the food put couldn't keep a pained look off my face as I forced myself to swallow. Taylor watched me. "I can't." I whispered putting the fork down. I looked at Taylor. "I think I should go lay down." I said a little louder so the table could hear. I looked up at Taylor's parents. "I hope you don't mind. I'm not feeling well. I'm going to lie down." Michael nodded.

"Of course. Taylor you can show her to your room." Taylor stood up taking my hand and helping me off my chair and into his arms. We walked up a pair of stairs before he pulled me into a room and gently sat me on the bed. He turned on the land next to the bed and looked at me. He put his hand on my cheek.

"What's wrong baby?" I looked up at him.

"My stomach hurts a little bit." He sat down next to me.

"You want me to stay with you? I can. You know what don't answer that I'm going to. Let me get our bags." He stood up to walk away but I grabbed his hand. He looked at me.

"Go eat. I have to make a call anyway. Go back to your family. I'll be fine. I'm just going to lie down, maybe just go to sleep." He kissed me.

"Alright. I love you. Lay down and I will be back before you know it." I nodded as he turned to leave but turned around and kissed me one last time making me smile at him.

"I love you too." I watched as he walked out and back down stairs. I pushed my hand into my pocket and pulled out Tom's business card. I flipped it over and looked at the hand written number on the back. I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed the phone number.

Bailey's Outfit





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