Never Be the Same
Chapter 19: Kendra's POV
"Say Dada," Sam said as he laughed
with the little three month old.
Alana giggled and her crazy blue eyes locked on him as she
grabbed the bottoms of her feet.
"Come on, princess," he grinned down at her, lightly
pinching her sides, "Da-da." he said more slowly.
Alana squealed happily, babbling a whole bunch of baby words back
to him.
I listened to their conversation back and forth for a few more
seconds, before I heard the doorbell ring.
Both Sam and Alana's heads snapped up, and by the look on
their faces, you knew they were father and daughter.
I stood up from the couch, and opened the door to Dana, engulfing
her in the tightest hug.
"I missed you!" she laughed as we pulled away from each
other.
Dana had gone on vacation with her parents and siblings to Spain
for her cousin's wedding for the past week, and by the looks
of the suitcase in her car, she had just gotten back here.
"And you too, little munckin!" she smiled up at Alana,
who was at Sam's side.
Sam grinned slyly, "What can I say, I'm hard not to
miss." he replied, and both Dana and I rolled our eyes.
"I was talking about the little munckin you're holding,
but whatever floats your boat." she shrugged, walking into
the house.
Sam huffed, faking hurt, and planted his lips to my forehead.
"I'm meeting up with Sean and Kyle for lunch, I'll
be back a little bit later, okay?" he informed me, handing
me our daughter.
I nodded, and we each went our separate ways, where I met Dana in
the kitchen.
"Let me see my little goddaughter!" she smiled, holding
her arms out.
I laughed, handing Alana over to her, before taking a seat beside
them.
"So, what's new and exciting in the life of Dana? Did
you meet a Spanish God on vacation, and you're set to be
married?" I joked, as my stomach growled.
Dana laughed as I stood up and made myself a bowl of cereal.
"Actually, no. But that would have been pretty amazing,
don't you think?" she daydreamed.
We both laughed, and I took my seat back beside her.
"But really, nothing new's going on, how about
you?" Dana asked, raising a perfectly plucked eyebrow at
me.
I shrugged, slurping up a spoonful of Cheerios, nothing new was
going on, strangely.
Sam and I were fine, and surprisingly haven't gotten into any
stupid fights that ended up with him sleeping on the couch
recently, and Alana was obviously good.
"Same old, same old." I shrugged as I replied, stirring
my spoon in the almost empty bowl of cereal.
Dana and I then began talking about school and work, since we
weren't right across the hall to complain about things
anymore.
"So, has Sam hinted anything about getting married?"
Dana asked abruptly, and I almost choked on the spoonful of
cereal I was eating.
I coulghed a few times, trying to catch my breath, before finally
answering an alarmed Dana.
"Not at all, Dane! We haven't even been dating for a
year!" I replied.
Dana rolled her eyes playfully, and pushed a few pieces of hair
away from her face.
"Oh come on, Kendra, you two have a baby together, and you
two already fight like a married couple." she laughed as she
spoke.
I sighed, slurping the rest of the milk up, and cleaning up after
myself.
I leaned against the counter as I turned back towards Dana.
"I still don't think it'll be happenning anytime
soon," I said, truthfully.
Who cares if we had Alana, or how we acted around each other, we
obviously weren't ready for something like that.
Besides, we're still 19, sturggling to stay in college while
balancing work and taking care of a child, would anybody think to
get married now?
"You never know, Ken, I think you two are good
together." she shrugged, taking a sip of water from her
glass.
Sorry it took so long for me to post this
chapter, and it wasn't that good:( I'll try posting
another today!