Running The World With You

swollen ankles

6 months later...

I sigh heavily at the second to last stair. Whoever built this castle clearly didn't care about pregnant women who can't climb up so many stairs.

Stupid swollen ankles.

"Fuck yeah!" I yell as I reach the top. I wish I could jump up and down without my stupid belly getting in the way.

"Amora you forgot your phone." Lucius snickers from the bottom of the stairs. I groan and walk down the hallway. I don't even care.

I walk into office we are converting into a nursery. The walls are a light green with a huge chandelier on the middle. A cute little window seat with pillows looking out on the courtyard.

This pregnancy has been hard. My mood swings are crazy. Often when I'm alone I cry about how I treat Lucius. He doesn't deserve my horrible moods.

"I love the color." A familiar voice says from behind me. I turn around to see Lucius in a suit. He leaning against the doorway, admiring the room.

"I'm sorry." I break out crying. He walks over and pulls me into a hug while I sob on his shoulder.

"For what? You haven't done anything." He coos. I just continue crying. This is all my fault. I'm ugly and fat and mean and terrified of being a mom.

"I don't deserve you or this baby. I treat you poorly and I'm not fit to be a mom."

"Don't say that ever again. Your the light of my life and I am so lucky to have you. This baby is going to know that too." He places his hand on my stomach and looks into my swollen red eyes.

"I'm not ready. This is all going so fast. With all the excitement from my mother  and the constant nagging from your mother I can't take it. I don't have a motherly bone in my body." I shake my head.

"Don't mind them. It's what we think that matters. This is our baby. We are gonna work it out, ok?"

"You always say that. You always say we'll be fine but I don't want this! I can't be a mom! I'm rude and arrogant and self absorbed and-"

"Stop saying those things about yourself! You are none of those things. What do you want me to say? That we can just make the baby dissolve? It's too late. I promise you will be a good mom. Your sweet and kind and caring. You need to stop doubting yourself." I just look at the floor.

"I know. I really want this, I do. I just feel like I'm letting you down."

"Letting me down? How would you ever let me down?" He wraps me in a hug again. We stay like that for a while, slowing swaying side to side.

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3 months later...

"Come on honey you got this!" Mom encourages. I look over at the nurses who are busy running some sort of machine. I think I'm going to be sick.

"I still think they are too young!" Leo points out. A wave of pain rushes through me and I scream out.

"Shut up Leo!" Mom yells. I made them sit next to me because something about my brother seeing my vagina doesn't sit right with me. Bad mistake.

"You aren't helping!" Lucius stops his pacing to say. He just paces in between holding my hand and ordering the doctor around.

"Your highnesses, she's ready to push." The doctor breaks the silence. Lucius rushes to my side and my mom nearly faints.

"Oh my fuck!" I belt out on my first push. My face scrunches up in agony.

"You got this! Your doing so well!" Lucius encourages. I push again and tears stream down my face.

"Lucius we are never having sex again!" I scream. My mom turns fifty shades of pink. Leo laughs. Lucius's mom is luckily in the waiting room. Lucius's dad has been afk for 6 months.

"One more push!" The doctor says. I push one last time. I feel like my insides are being ripped in two. I hear crying and then everyone else get up. I pass out.

"Baby? Honey?" My mom says, pouring cold water on my face. I blink a couple of times and see Lucius holding a little baby, swaddled in a blue blanket.

"It's a healthy boy, your highness." The doctor explains. I nod as Lucius puts the child in my arms. He is so beautiful. He has brown eyes and the cutest little dimples.

"Look at him, isn't he wonderful." Lucius breathlessly says. He must be tired. He's been up for at least a full day.

"I love you." I mutter both to the baby and everyone in the room.

"What are you going to name him?" Leo asks. I look at Lucius who is still fixated with the baby.

"Dean Troy Balcray." Lucius answers. We've had the name picked out for a while. I wanted to give him Troy as a middle name after my father.

Welcome to the world little Dean.

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Hey everyone! This is the second to last chapter! Sorry if the birth process isn't right I'm not a doctor! Thank you for reading and voting on this book!

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