The realization of why I have been feeling weird makes me realize that I’m healing, which is okay.
Two days ago, Wesley and I were told that he no longer has cancer. Today, we are celebrating that fact… but did we choose the wrong day to celebrate it?
Two years ago, on this very exact day, I was walking down the courthouse aisle to become Mrs. Evelina Sutter. I was 6 weeks pregnant, but nobody knew that yet… except me and Wesley. Following that, we would tell both of our parents together, with hopes that they would both accept us.
Unfortunately, only one of my husband’s parents did.
My husband’s father, who was Wesley Luke Sutter I, had left my mother-in-law the day before. He didn’t even show up to his son’s funeral, therefore, he doesn’t know about Wesley.
I was planning to tell him the night of our marriage, and then at his funeral. But when he wasn’t there for both… I kind of gave up.
Today, although is such a dreary day for myself, is Wesley’s cancer-free celebration. Niall entered the bedroom right as I slipped the first leg into my skinny jeans, meaning I was in my underwear and partially my jeans.
“I could get used to this,” Niall said, leaning against the closed door.
I rolled my eyes.
“What do you want, Horan?”
“You mean besides you?” he asked with raised eyebrows.
“We have to be at the party with Wesley in two hours and all I have done is showered,” I said.
He bit his lip and looked me up and down.
“That’s a shame that you have already showered.”
“Niall! Stop! Now, what do you want.”
“I’ve already-” Niall started, but stopped when I gave him a glare.
“Wesley is down for his thirty-minute nap,” he said.
I thanked him, as I buttoned my pants, making him come up to me and wrap his arms around my waist.
“You know you are beautiful, right?”
I smiled and looked at him straight in the eye as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Thank you,” I said, kissing him.
I wish I could say that we both didn’t want more, but we’re human and haven’t had sex since our date.
“Not here. Not at my parent’s house,” I said, pulling away.
He nodded and kissed my forehead, making me smile.
“When is the flight leaving tonight?” he asked.
“10 PM, meaning we should land between 5 and 6 in Alabama. In Los Angeles, it will be about 3 and 4,” I said,
“Great, meaning I can’t use the flight to get out of the meeting with the managers.”
“For what?”
“Just some stuff we have to handle. You can always come to the studio.”
“Oh. Well, get out so I can finish getting ready,” I said, pushing him out, making him wink.
I then re-buttoned my pants and slipped a tank top on before slipping my grey dress shirt.
I then started on my make-up, keeping it anything but simple. With my pink eye shadow and matching pink lipstick. My hair was in a braid and was softly curled.
I slipped on my black booties and then went to the make shift jewelry box that I had. I pulled my black and gold watch, as well as my earrings, and gold necklace on.
I went into Wesley’s room after getting ready and woke him up.
“He’s already gotten a shower,” Niall said, popping up in the doorway, making me jump.
“Awesome. Alright, Wesley. Let’s get you ready,” I said, holding out my hand.
Wesley slowly got up and followed me to the bathroom. He got dressed and I combed his hair. I left as he brushed his teeth and went to the bathroom. He was potty-trained and refused to let me help him.
Once he came out, he smiled at me, but knew the drill. He gave me a high five, but if he smelt, he knew that I would drag him back in there, because I didn’t want him to be hurting or to get an infection.
Once I knew that he was clean, we piled everything that was needed for him in the car and took off towards the hospital.
See, Wesley has no idea that he is being thrown a party. It’s a surprise, which isn’t hard to do for an almost five-year old.
As we pulled up to the hospital, Wesley’s smile brightened.
“We’re going to see Mimi!” he said, kicking in his car seat, making me smile.
“Come on, I think Pop-Pops is here too.”
I could barely unbuckle my own seatbelt before he had his unbuckled and was opening the door.
“Wesley, you do not leave the side of this car or you will not see Mimi!”
He immediately closed the door and stood right beside it. He knew I was serious. I didn’t mind him unbuckling himself, but I did mind him running out in front of cars.
“Come on, bud,” I said, extending my hand out for him to take.
Niall grabbed my free hand after locking the door of the car. Wesley followed us into the banquet hall. We laughed as we opened the door and a huge group of our friends and family yelled “Surprise!”
“Aunt Angie!” he yelled, running towards her.
Everybody that he had met before, he ran towards them.
“So, you come to Auburn and just forget about your best friend, huh?”
I turned around to see Rachel.
“Oh, my goodness! I thought you swore to never come back!”
“Yeah. I had to be here to celebrate Wesley, even if that means I’m flying back tonight.”
“I’m going back tonight as well.”
“Yeah. We all are,” Niall said, returning from the restroom.
“Wait. I definitely missed something,” she said, looking in between us.
Niall wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed my cheek.
“I’m going to let you catch her up. I’ll see you soon. Guess it’s time I meet the family,” he said, making me laugh.
I laughed even harder when I saw Rachel’s face.
“Holy shit! I missed so much! What happened?”
“He showed up and I walked in on him talking to my parents about something. We fought and then I finally just gave up… so I kissed him. We went on a date… did some stuff. Boom. Here we are.”
“You are totally giving me more details tomorrow afternoon,” she said, making me laugh.
She then looked at my pocket, making me look down.
“Is that… a phone case with This Town lyrics on it?”
“Um…yeah. I ordered it before we broke up… we broke up before it got in.”
“Has he noticed it yet?”
“Oh yeah. He noticed it the second I put it on.”
“Well, I’m happy for you,” she said, and then looked around the room.
“Great. Here comes the reason I don’t come home,” Rachel muttered.
“Rachel! Evelina! How are y’all?” Mrs. Mutton said, overly excited.
“I’m fantastic now that Wesley is cancer free.”
“And you, Rachel?” she asked.
That’s the thing though. You could tell in her eyes that she just wanted to see Rachel fail.
“I’m awesome! I’m working on an album, which is doing great. At least, the first two singles did,” she said.
Rachel then turned and walked away. See, when Rachel first told her parents that she was moving to Los Angeles with Wesley and I, they shut her out. They told her that if she left, she would be cut off and disowned. She left that night and stayed with us until we all left for Los Angeles.
She was great help. She always helped take care of Wesley and paid her part of the rent by playing in bars, working as a cashier, and playing in the street on her off days.
She was singing an original in a bar one night called By the Grace of God when a producer came up to her, gave her his card, and told her to call him.
Everyone that was flying out that night left the banquet hall at 6, knowing we had to go home and get everything.
“I’ve going to go check out of my hotel. I’ll meet you back here once I’m done packing,” Niall said as Wesley got out of the car.
After Wesley and I packed everything, I set our suitcases by the door. I had a big suitcase that held my clothes and a little bit of Wesley’s clothes, even some of Niall’s clothes. Wesley had his own suitcase, backpack, and shoe bag.
As soon as I got my make-up off and the both of us changed into something comfortable, I heard a knock at the door.
“Coming!” I yelled, walking to the door.
I opened it, expecting Niall, but certainly not the person standing in front of me.
“W-Wesley?” I stuttered, staring my dead husband in the eyes.

Notes

Party Outfit.
Going home outfit.
Hello, everyone!
So, I'm aware that it's been a week... but it's a super long chapter! :D
A lot has happened in this chapter... so I'm going to let y'all have fun in the comments. :)