Song:Uptown Funk-Against the Current & Set It Off (cover)
Skye's POV
The cab pulled up at the house,and it hit me.I'm a flippin' idiot.Everyone's going to hate me.I mean,look at all the havoc I caused.I'm stupid.*Mentally banging my head against a wall*.Calm down girl.I can't. Deep breathe in.Let it out.Repeat the process.Yada,Yada Yada.Don't stress the baby out.Shit.Language.Don't care."Ready babe".I look up to see Brandon's out-streched hand,waiting for mine to grab it.I look at mine than back at his.I fight the voice in my head saying "Turn back,we can breathe".But that voice was my consious.I didn't like being trapped.I force my hand up and grab his.
He smiles and pulls me out,keeping a tight grip on my hand.It was like he was afraid of me disappearing in the wind.Or a figment of his imagination.Or a dream.But this was real.If it wasn't,I wouldn't be that nervous."You okay Skye?".I look at his face,full of concern.I force a smile to my face and sigh,"Yeah,I'm fine".But I truly wasn't .My heart was going to explode out of my chest.My lungs wouldn't function.My legs wobbled with every step.My ears popped and kackled.Why was I soo nervous?
I struggle to keep up with his fast,steady pace.He remembers I'm pregnant,right? He was practically running now.And dragging me in his wake."Slow down fido".He stops and gives me a look like,'really,fido?'.I smirk and begin to walk at my own pace,trying to gather myself together.Stopping,I glare at the first step of the porch of our house.Memories explode in my brain,making a headache hit.Brandon squeezed my soft hand in his calloused one before walking me up the steps.
Before we even get to the door,it is swung open by no other tan,Steph."You're back!",she shrieked,making my ears hurt.I shyly nod before she tackles me."Steph,fragile cargo here",I yell over her loud babbling.She looks down and she shrieks again.I look over to Brandon hopelessly,and guess what.He was holding in his laughter at my torture.I glare at him,scaring him on how pissed off I was.He gently rips Steph off me and clings himself onto me.I didn't even ask for this!
We walk into the corridor and then I ses Steph's outfit.Just a T-shirt.Oh god,she's probably going to be preggers soon.And I doubt we need two pregnant women in the same household.They're asking for a big,emotional destruction.Pregnant women.Emotional ticking time bombs.
