~the manager ~ P.F

twenty-eight.

I packed up the last of my stuff and went to find Sasha in the reception and she helped me limp back to the car.

Phil was in the front ready to drive us back to the house while me and Sasha sat in the back together.

News reporters were all gathered around the hospitals exit asking each of us questions of my injury and who did it.

I answered one reporter to get them off my case I simply looked them in the eye and said, "I was stabbed, clearly but my baby is ok," I said it with a straight face and smiled at the reporter at the end of the sentence before walking back away with Sasha.

I slowly climbed into the car being wary of my leg and my stomach. I was due in 10 weeks! I actually can't wait but Christmas is so soon like literally just before the baby is due. Sasha came and sat next to me in the back and stroked my hair out of my face. Me leg throbbed almost the whole way home but I tried to ignore it as the nurse said it was completely normal for that to happen for 2-3 days.

• • •

We arrived back at home and Phil kept on insisting that I should not be at work for at least a week and on bed-rest.

I hugged Sasha bye and she got an Uber home while Phil carried me up to the bedroom so I could rest. He lifted up the fluffy duvet and laid me in it and I gave him a kiss.

I put the tele on as he left to go for training for a few hours. He gave me his hoodie which just barely went over my stomach. Sasha gave me a hot chocolate before she left and it put me to sleep almost instantly.

• • •

I woke up from a long nap and saw Phil putting his hand on my stomach. when I felt it wrapped around my waist and on my bump, I sat up and saw Phil's face smiling down at me.

Then a big thump in my stomach. I put my hands on it and was taken-aback. It was my little baby boy kicking me from the inside.

Phil's jaw dropped and he gasped slightly, "He's kicking!" He said and laughed. He pulled out his phone and recorded it.

I pulled his face closer and kissed him delicately which was definitely reciprocated by Phil. "It feels really strange," I said as his feet implanted my stomach in-sync as he kicked.