Baby Blues ||
lilyashford:
âSo what youâre actually telling me is that itâs a good thing you werenât around for disgusting diaper changes and spit up because I would have been cleaning up double the mess?â Lily teased, laughing. She herself didnât necessarily have a weak stomach, but needles of any sort were absolutely disgusting and she couldnât handle them. Lily didnât think much of the fact that Trent had referred to her as my love - she noticed it, yes, but she was also fairly certain it was something heâd also said to her when they first met and she knew it didnât mean much of anything when he said it. Not when it was to her, at least. Even so, she felt extremely comfortable with Trent at the moment, and continued to rest her head on his shoulder, listening carefully to him as he spoke. It wasnât what she had expected to hear from him, not ever and certainly not today, and she couldnât help the fact that tears welled in her eyes even though she tried to rub them away as quickly as they came. âIf Iâd wanted to trap you, I would have tried harder to have you around,â she said with a small laugh, knowing very well how stupid the media and Trentâs fans could be. She sat up a bit so that she could look at him properly, rubbing at her eye with the the heel of her hand. âThank you, though. I really appreciate you saying that. Maybe you didnât really make matters any better by trying to actually stop any of the shit that people said a bout me, but you never outright made it any worse. Your fans and the media will never like anyone youâre involved with, Iâm just the one that had your baby and gets most of the shit.â Even so, she had Tessa and that made it all worth it, honestly. âYou didnât ruin my career, I could have kept going if Iâd wanted to, if Iâd wanted to force myself to work off any remaining baby weight in under a month. But I didnât want to, I wanted to be a mom, even if it meant being treated like shit by a lot of people,â Lily said, wiping at her eyes again.
âthat is exactly whatâs iâm telling you.â trent laughed with his response even though at times he did regret all the little things he missed, all the things he hadnât been able to really fully experience as a father. seeing lilyâs tears when she sat up and peered at him, he moved a hand to her cheek and wiped away a few strays she had missed as he shook his head. âlisten, it doesnât matter what they all say at the end of the day, right? weâve got tessa and i hope you know you really have done a damn good job with her, clearly better than any parenting from the people who raised everyone hiding behind social media accounts or expensive college journalism degrees going to waste. i know you didnât sign on for any of it or sign yourself up to be a punching bag from people who might never even meet me let alone ever actually have a chance at any of their deluded little self-inserted fan-fic fantasies come to life but you also could have made my life an utter living hell by slamming me with every tweet, instagram and snapchat post but i think for the most part youâve kept how shit i can be out of the publicâs eye because i know thereâs times i really truly could have been doing better and it really speaks for who you are and just..makes me glad that if iâm going to have a kid with anybody, it ended up being someone like you. i know tessa will make it out okay in the end because sheâs got you guiding her and teaching her that just because daddy said to help him break the guitar doesnât mean she should break everything and stand on coffee tables yelling with her shirt off.â okay, he wasnât THAT bad of an influence but he did love getting tessa hyper and off the walls crazy. âalso...if you ever do want to get back into it and find yourself hitting walls or anything you could just let me know. i can pull some strings, get you back on the track to the top. you havenât lost it, youâre still beautiful, youâre in great shape - once your foot is back in the door you wouldnât need a lick of help from anybody.â











