Trouble Follows

Ch. 7

Mercedes waited for Marcy to sit down before launching into her request. "I think we should do something for Noah."

"Beat him with pillowcases filled with bricks?" Marcy sipped her coffee.

Marcus smirked as Dwight choked on his coffee.

Mercedes scowled at her. "No! It's his birthday in two days. I want us to do something to show him he means something to us."

"To you." Marcy corrected. "He means less than nothing to me."

"Marcy, don't joke like that! He could overhear you!"

"He's dead to the world. He's a heavy sleeper." She waved a hand.

Mercedes glared at her still. "Be nice. Anyway, I was thinking we could make a day of it or something? Maybe tomorrow? I don't know what he wants to do on his actual birthday and Rae's due two days later."

"How are you doing with that?" Marcy cut in.

"With what?"

"You're nearing the final stretch. By this time next week, you'll be a mother."

Mercedes blew out a breath. "I don't know. I'm just ready for her to come out. I want to see her already."

"I felt like that with the twins. I kept trying to picture their faces and I wanted to see them so bad."

Mercedes nodded. She understands! "I have dreams about her."

"I had dreams about them. Especially before I knew they were a them. It drove me mad."

Mercedes stuck out her bottom lip and reached for her hand. "Those were dark days."

Marcy ripped her hand from her. "You can stop now!"

"You're going to feel one of these days!" Mercedes threatened.

Marcus snickered.

Mercedes brightened as Marcy scowled. "See?! Daddy agrees with me!"

She stuck her tongue out. "He just thinks you're funny even though I don't know how! You have no sense of humor!"

Mercedes gasped. "I do so!"

Marcy wrinkled her nose at her.

"Girls. Behave." Marcus picked up his coffee mug. "The twins are watching."

The two looked and true enough, they were. They were smiling at them as they pushed food into their faces.

Marcy smiled and pinched Mally's cheek. "How's my sticky boy?"

W.O

Mercedes nodded even though she wasn't really paying attention to Quinn. The blonde had been saying the same thing for days now. London was a selfish, self-centered, short-sighted, egomaniac that was a danger to every boy around her.

There were only so many times you could say it before it became redundant.

Mercedes nodded again and looked at the clock, wondering where their professor was. She was always on time. Suddenly something... happened.

Mercedes don't know how to describe it but it felt like she was leaking. Not exactly like she peed herself but what else could it have been?

She was super embarrassed. It had almost been a reality a few times but since she'd been wearing adult diapers (Marcy insisted on them during the last few months), Mercedes felt confident it wouldn't happen to her.

Until she realized that she was in fact carrying a baby.

Oh my goodness! I'm in labor!

Mercedes grabbed Quinn's hand, effectively shutting her up. "It's time!"