Make Me Believe

The Meeting

Almost two months has passed and I had stayed locked up inside my room.

Lizzy, being the good friend she is, would bring me food and stay to talk with me.

I don't know what I'd do without her.

She's been spending the night the last week or two. She has been commenting on how I'm getting a baby bump already.

"Hey! I brought you your favorite food! Open up!" She yelled through the door.

I chuckled and stood up from my bed, making my way over to the door.

I opened it and my eyes widened when I saw how much food she had.

"Geez Liz! We're feeding two people, not twenty."

"Technically three. Don't forget wittle Brad." She said.

I looked down at my stomach and smiled. She thinks it's a boy and has already named it.

"How do you know 'Brad's' a boy?"

"I'm psychic." she told me.

I chuckled as I watched her set out food on the table I had brought in here towards the beginning of my imprisonment.

"Chineese!" I yelled.

She laughed and stepped out of the way as I dove for the food.

"I love you!" I said.

"I love you too."

I looked up at her confused.

"I was talking to the food. But I do love you Lizzy!"

I watched as her jaw dropped and then a smile broke out on her face.

We both weren't able to resist, and without a moments hesitation, we were both laughing so hard, I had to set my food down and steady myself, and she had to hold onto something.

After we got done laughing she grabbed some food and came and sat by me on the bed.

"This stuff is really good." She said through a mouthful of food.

"Yes, it is." I said, a laugh bubbling up again.

I watched as she went to take another bite but all of the food fell off of her fork right before her teeth clamped down on the metal.

"Hey!" she whined and looked down at her food.

"You're an idiot." I told her.

She looked at me and made a face.

"But I love you Liz."

"That's right."

"And what if I didn't?"

"Then I won't bring you food ever again."

"Yes you will."

"How's that?"

"Because I've said you can be the godmother, and how can you be the godmother if I don't love ya?"

"I get to be the godmother!" she squealed.

"Yes, you get to be the godmother." I said laughing.

"I love you! I love you! I love you!" she screamed and wrapped her arms around me right as I was about to take a bite.

Everything fell off of the fork and I sat there, defeated

"Hey..." I whined.

Lizzy sat back and laughed at me.

"Now look who's the idiot."

"Takes one to know one." I told her.

"You just called yourself an idiot."