Paris, France-Home-Tuesday- 4:19 pm
Two months have passed and I am currently eights months pregnant I feel like a fucking hippo. I cant go anywhere alone I cant do anything I have no friends here. This is my junior year I'm supposed to be having fun going to the mall, going to parties but nope I am just stuck in my aunts apartment waiting to push out a whole human from my vagina so excited.
"Pay attention this is going to happen to you in an month," Tokyo said snapping me out of my self slump
Oh yea we are sadly watching birthing videos I feel like throwing up looking at them. I know birth is magical but who the hell records someone vagina being torn apart by a big head ass baby? and apparently this can go on for like hours...who is pushing that long?
"JACEY!" Tokyo yells " Pay attention,"
"I don't want to," I mumbled
"Whelp too bad because you have too," She sticks her tongue out
"I hate you," I say as I get up to go to the kitchen
So as I said being eight months pregnant is no walk in the park I mean I am tired every day. Just thinking of walking some where makes me tired. My back and feet hurt all the damn time. Oh yea Brandon has been here a bunch of time apparently he is starring in some movie and filming takes place here. He originally lives in New York but is staying here for the movie. Tokyo was pissed when she found out he is in the same city as her. He always comes over after filming which should be soon.
Listen I know it may seem odd that I have befriended a total stranger so fast and let him stay over but come on people its Blake's older brother if he was going to kill someone I think he would start with Blake or at least Tokyo so that gives me time.
He has been a complete gentlemen we watch scary movies, eat, bother Tokyo, eat, gossip about his co-stars, talk to each other about our problems, and eat okay we eat a lot well mostly me I eat a lot and Brandon just makes the food or orders it. We have grown into a little old couple.
Brandon is married though he has a wife named Victoria and they have been married for two years so far. From my understanding they hate each other I have no idea why they are still married or why they got married at all.
KNOCK KNOCK
"Ill get it," Tokyo says as if I was going to leave this kitchen to open that door
I heat up the ziti I made last night and head back into the living room and when I step inside I see Brandon holding up a box of pizza and wings. During this pregnancy I have not had any weirdo cravings at all the only thing is I want food like every two minuets but up until last month I wasn't able at all to keep it inside. The baby didn't start kicking until I was eight months which worried me so much I thought that I some how killed my baby. During every appointment the doctor said that the heartbeat was strong and nothing seemed wrong with soul we just didn't know why he or she wasn't kicking or anything.
"I told you I was bringing food," Brandon says after he finish washing his hands
Oh around seven months I caught a cold and Tokyo want into a full panic she didn't even let me leave the bed. Now everyone has to wash their hands when they enter the apartment, no on can come over if they even show signs of being sick, and I an absolutely not allowed to shake hands or physically touch strangers.
I mean why would I touch a stranger?
" Yea but we got hungry," I mumbled as I stuff my face with ziti "Don't worry we plan to eat that after we finish this,"
"Sometimes I wonder if its the baby or you are truly just a fat ass," Brandon laughs
I also don't have irrational emotions so I don't bust into tears like almost every other pregnant women so Brandon is having a field day with insults since they don't hurt my feelings. Tokyo on the other hand sees me as a fragile little thing that cant even hold a spoon.
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