The twins convinced Samantha to take the car their dad was offering. She had downright refused the Porsche he had showed her first, because it was too sporty and didn't look baby friendly. Even though he told her that it came with car seats for different ages that met the highest safety standards. She didn't want it.
Their dad got her a new Peugeot 208. It was a small French hatchback. The cutest thing ever in a cool yellow color. She loved it especially when she opened the door and saw the matching baby car seat. Samantha literally dived on their dad and thanked maybe a hundred times, promising to pay him back.
Things sort of settled down after that. They ended up ordering all the baby stuff and furniture online.
The nursery was huge because most of the time two to three maybe four people would be in there attending to the babies.
It was beautiful and sometimes Samantha would just go in and sit in the rocking chair and imagine the babies were there.
Samantha had given up her job because at 7 months pregnant carrying twins, she just couldn't make. College was enough hustling, and thank God there was one more week before the semester ended.
She didn't get huge. Just her belly did. It was all out there, and she had to get new clothes because what she had, just couldn't go over her belly.
Yeah everyone knew for sure now. There was no other reason one would have a big belly like that. The big query for them was, who was the father.
If she was pregnant, was the first gossip. Now, who was the father in the twins, was the next gossip. She felt the stares and the eyes following her whenever she came to class.
A female, she absolutely did not know had the audacity to come up and ask, "Who loaded her up like that."
Then somebody came and said, "Holy Moly, girl your belly is huge. Did Liam really knock you up?"
"I don't talk about the personal details of my life."
The person just said sorry and walked off.
Somebody else.... "Gurlllll, everybody is talking about you. You're so lucky you trapped one of the twins."
Samantha's mouth had dropped open after that one.
The worst was when someone tried to rub her belly. Samantha stopped them immediately. "Please don't touch. I think I'm all rubbed out for day."
She was really getting fed up of the rude and annoying questions. When would it stop.
She snapped when during lunch in the cafferteria and the twins weren't there, someone came and asked. "Don't you think it's creepy that a thing is growing inside you?"
Samantha stood up so sudden the girl jumped back. "Would everyone please mind their business and quit asking me questions about my personal life!" She shouted to everyone in the room and the girl scurried away.
"No my breast aren't leaking! I didn't trap anyone! It is not creepy to have something growing in my belly! Nobody pumped me up, I'm not a ball! How I'm going to afford it? Is the same like everyone else. One paycheck at a time! And if I'm still having s*e*x! Is none of any of you f*r*e*a*king business. Get a life!" She walked out with her head held high.
