Welcome Home

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Chapter 37
Welcome Home

It was the morning after Lawrence's visit. You currently sat on the bathroom floor, dealing with your morning sickness, mentally begging for this part of pregnancy to be over soon. You sat with a glass of water besides you on the floor. You sat thinking about the events from the night before, you was relieved you managed to change Lawrence's mind, but at the same time you thought it was too easy, you was worried something else would happen, you worried for Marks safety.

When will he come back...

You lunge yourself to the toilet bowl, throwing up again. You spit the rest out and groan. "Uuuuugggghhhh I swear it gets worse and worse every fucking day!" You shout out.

After sitting on the cold floor for so long, the feeling finally passed. You take a quick steamy shower, then brush your teeth. Lawrence said Mark should return sometime today, wanting to trust his word, you thought you may as well make yourself look presentable insane he ended up being correct. You go to the bedroom with a towel around your body, you pick out a pair of blue jeans and a jumper which was big enough to fall off of one shoulder. You put on your underwear, then turn to the full body mirror in the corner of the room. You look at yourself top to bottom, then look at your stomach. You look down to it and smile, putting a hand over it.

I still can't believe I'm becoming a mom...

You turn to the side, obviously seeing there's no bump, but you imagined yourself with one.

Your still so small, you'll grow big and strong...

After your little moment, you put on your jeans and jumper. You brushed out your hair and blow dry it. You then make your bed, placing your bear plush on your side of the bed ontop of your pillow, you never new you'd use a plush as a comfort item at your age.

You begin cleaning the whole place down, with the radio playing in the background, as you cleaned you hummed to the songs that played, occasionally having a little dance. You had such high hopes you'd see Mark today, you never knew being appart for just a week would be so hard, but at the same time you wasn't too surprised as you hadn't had a single day apart ever since you met.

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It was the end of the day, about 8pm, it was dark outside, you sat in the living room in silence, hugging your knees to your chest, still awaiting Marks arrival.

Maybe I shouldn't of had my hopes so high...
What if somethings happened and he was supposed to come back today?
If Lawrence has broke our deal...

Tears began falling down your cheek, you burry your face between your knees, letting one arm release your knees and grip onto your necklace.

Please come home...
I need you...
WE need you...

You sob into your knees, putting your other arm which gripped your knees, into your hair, gripping a fist full of your hair.

You don't even know our little one exists yet...
Come home...
Come home...
Please...

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