This is a Hardin x Tessa fan fiction, although focuses mostly on their daughter Emery Scott.
Finished writing: March 25, 2021.
Posting schedule: Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday.
It is written in first person, present tense, and has many point of vi...
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TESSA.
I hear my phone ring and I read the contacts. Landon! "Hello?"
"Hey, Tess. Just wanted to make sure you guys are coming this evening." He says, and I nod before mentally slapping myself. He can't see me!
"Yes, we'll be there." I say, neatly placing one of Auden's light blue shirts on his pile of laundry. "Do you want me to bring anything? A pie? Maybe a cake?"
"No, you're good. Nora has it covered— Nora! Do you want Tessa to— okay! I'll ask!" He shouts and I cringe. "Would you like for her to wait to cook so you can cook with her?" I think for a moment, "I think that's what she said..." he adds, and I chuckle.
"That would be lovely! Is there any ingredients she needs me to get on the way?" I ask and he huffs.
"I don't know. Text her. I don't want to scream through the house anymore." He complains, and I giggle.
"So, how are you?" I ask, changing the subject.
"Hm... I'm good. Addy has been having some nightmares recently, and that's actually one of the main reasons I called." He explains, "how do you deal with Hardin? It's so painful to wake up to her screaming and I- never mind. Just what do you do to calm Hardin down?"
I think for a moment. Hardin hasn't had a night terror since the day I told him I was pregnant with Emery.
I remember being woken up, not by his screams but his heavy breaths and kicking of his feet to help him sit up. I was quick to turn over and lay on his chest, my hands finding his cheeks and my hush voice telling him everything was okay.
"Well, I caress his cheeks and tell him everything will be okay. And..." I go silent as I think once more...
He turned our bodies around so he's on top of me and buried his face into my shoulder. I had never heard such a helpless cry when he muttered the dream into my shoulder. He told me that he had dreamt me in labor and I didn't survive and neither did Emery. It took him a while to calm down after that one. We ended up showering together, and he was so broken that he didn't even want me to join. I did anyways, because I was nervous for him. I didn't want him to cry alone, and I didn't want him to think that his dream would come true. And I was right. It didn't. Thank god for that.
"And... we take showers together. Maybe Nora could help her with that." I add, and Landon sighs.
"I'll try that. She's been through a lot lately. I'm not sure if she's ready to talk about it yet, that's why I haven't talked to you about it." He says, and I immediately understand him. We aren't as close anymore, and even if we were it wouldn't be his place to tell. There's an age your kids pass where their problems aren't yours anymore and you can't just vent to everyone to make you feel better.
