BEING PREGNANT WAS NOT SOMETHING THAT that benny had in the books. regardless, she still felt graced. at nineteen years old, most people would do anything to get rid of it. but benny was in a long term relationship, had a stable family, and was able to provide. besides, although it was a little early, she loved kids.
the only problem was her morning sickness. even though she was well into her second trimester, she continued to constantly throw up. it hadn't let up in the slightest, and it had arguably gotten worse.
her obgyn had told her it was nothing to worry about, but benny was the one with the child, and she could tell that something was wrong with her baby. on top of that, it wasn't helping that aj would constantly be reading all sorts of books on parenting, he felt the need to inform her on every little thing that could go wrong. it truly freaked the girl out sometimes.
as benny sat on the toilet, she looked into her panties. she was highly concerned when she saw a large light pink splotch in her underwear, but then remembered how it could sometimes happen during pregnancy. even though her instinct was screaming that something was wrong, she did her best to remain calm.
as the weeks went by, the splotches didn't. benny had gotten used to them, and began to wear panty liners, until one day, as she got out of bed after a nap, she spotted a huge red spot of blood on the sheets. immediately, she began freaking out, trying not to cry as she debating yelling out. then, she remembered that the group had friends over, and this really wasn't something she wanted public. so she shot aj a quick text, doing her best to make it sound urgent without saying directly.
"benny? are you okay?" he walked into the bedroom, seeing benny's eyes glossed over , as she gestured to the spot on the bed. "aj.. we gotta go to the hospital.." she panicked, as aj agreed, rushing them into his car.
