I Guess Its Fate

Chapter 2: The Doctors Appointment.

I sat in my moms blue volkswagon, twidlling my thumbs. My mom drove slowly, humming to her old classical music loudly. I sighed nervously as we veered into the hospital parking lot.

"Calm down hunny." My mom replied to my loud sighing. She knew how i felt being pregant 4 times, but having 5 kids. In fact, when she was 18, She had Sayah. Actually, Sayah was my half sister. The man who got her pregnant left her the second she told him, after he slapped her and kicked her stomach, which made Sayah have a bit of a brain condition that she grew out of by the age of 5.

"Im trying mom ! you remember how it is! its so nerveracking." I spat at her, getting into an all of a sudden angry mood. " Stupid hormones" i mumbled to myself, and i heard my mom laugh.

" Probably" she said cheerfully, parkingb the car in a spot near the front entrance. I sighed onnce again and opened the car door numbly. The wind blew my blond curls around my pale face. I wrapped my arms around my swelling chest and my light blue Aeropostale shirt. My black skinny jeans snatched my legs so tightly, my legs couldnt feel a thing. We started walking inside slowly, when my mom beckoned me forward. I was too scared to continue, and just flopped down on a nearby bench, bursting into tears.

"Mia? Whats wrong?" My mom said running to me, her black high heels clacking loudly.

"Hormones," was all i could say before i coughed loudly, some vomit pouring out of my mouth. " I started crying harder, letting everything flow.

After a couple minutes of crying, and some small bursts of throw up, i calmed down. My mom helped me up off the bench and into the hospital doors. The hall was long and white, filled with that special hospital smell. I stared at what was infront  trying not to focus on where i was.

 It seems like the long corridor never ended, but when it did, i nearly screamed with pleasure. We had landed ourselves into a small waiting room.

 A mean looking lady with way too many wrinkles and dirty looking curly hair sat behind a desk, papers scattered everywhere, with random stuff floating around. My mom checked me in as i sat down and looked around the room. There was posters of women with big pregnant bellies and numbers to text for baby advice. I stared at one imparticular that had a picture of a young looking girl holding a swelled stomach. The poster stated " You can prevent it" written across the top, with websites and tips on the rest of it. I sighed and felt my eyes getting wet.

My mom interupted my thoughts by sitting next to me, placing her hands on mine, She followed my eyes to the poster that had me upset. She sighed and petted my hair.

 "Dont listen to the poster sweetie. Its just a poster. Its ohkay"  she calmed me down, but it didnt work. I just let the tears pour down my face, getting some nasty stares from an older couple, the women with a just barley visible baby bump. I scowled at her, and she looked at me with a rude face, and than whispered something to her husband. I started crying harder, only this time out of anger. I clenched my fists and was fighting back the urge to go and punch that womens stomach. I literally just started leaning out of my chair to attack her, when a young looking chick in a white dress popped out of a door near the recepsionist's desk came and called my name.

 " Mia Carbone?"  She said, her voice sounded nice and thoughtful. I smiled lightly, wiping my tears away with my tight hands. She smiled warmly at me as we approached the door where she stood.

Soon we were walking down, yet, another long white corridor. She weighed me, and took my height. She then lead us to a small room with a small bed, some cupboards, and a machine next to the bed. There was a blue gown splayed across the first chair, and a some blue scrub shoes. The nurse sat down at a desk and handed me the gown and scrubs.

 " Hi, im Dr. Leah Garnett. I'll be your primary doctor during your pregnancy. Now i'd like you to put these on...the bathrooms across the hall." she said smiling huge.

I walked across the hall and opened the bathroom door. I locked it and stirpped of my clothes, feeling violated. I looked down at my flat stomach, frowning. I could see the tiniest, i mean absolute tiniest circle on my stomach. I touuched my hand lightly to it, feeling some lumps. I giggled but suddenly felt nauseuas and threw up a small amount on the floor. After i flushed it i put on the gown and scrubs and cradled my clothes in my arms tothe room.

My mom gave me a worried look. She sighed silently and looked at Dr. Garnett, who looked a little worried too.

"Morning sickness," i replied. Both of the women nodded, and Dr.Garnett, patted the bed next to her. I hopped up onto it, and laid down on my back, slowly. Dr. Garnett pushed a button and suddenly had me elevated, staring at a machine infront of me.

She started opening my gown near the stomach, and i instantly felt weird. "Sorry sweetie, this could be cold," And with that she got a bottle out of nowhere and squeezed freezing cold blue goop on my stomach. I laughed a little bit as she turned on the machine. She pulled a handle like thing from the machines side and rubbed it over my stomach, spreading he goo and filling the room with a small heartbeat. I nearly died with that beautiful sound. I was so into that sound, that i didnt notice what was on the screen.

"Hmm..." Dr. Garnett said slowly.

"What ??" my mom and i both replied, becoming more aware of what was going on.

"Well," she started to say, "Looks like your having twins."

My mom screamed a small scream and i sat frozen. Twins? Really? I have TWO babies in me? NO WAY !

I burst out screaming and crying. I threw a huge fit while Dr.Garnett turned off the machine. And wiped the gel off my stomach. She waited calmly while my mom soothed me and finally when i did she was smiling.

"So sweetie, twins are hard, but you'll love them. And your about  6 weeks along." She smiled largely.

My mom had a huge, goofy smile plastered on her face. I smiled too, and the whole room seemed happy, and suddenly i wished the babies could be here soon.