Why Him?

ChapterSeven

A/N:

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15 weeks.

I'm looking more and more pregnant every week. I can't really fit into any of the new blouses I just bought. So much for looking nice at school. I figure I. Will? go to school until my doctor says I shouldn't. My die date is August 1, so I should be ok to finish out this year. "Ahh!" An agonizing pain jolted me from my thoughts. Probably just Braxton hicks contractions, the doctor said this would happen. Speaking of the doctor, I have an appointment I really should be leaving for. John rushed into our room upon hearing my yelp. I told him I was fine and that we needed to go.

In the truck I thought about my little girl, and just as my thoughts got sweet...."Ahhhhh!" John slammed not the brakes. "What now?" I squeezed my eyes shut. "Nothing it just hurts. Let'a just focus on getting to the doctor." He nodded in agreement.

The pain was still there, but I pushed down my wails so John wouldn't worry. It felt as if the baby was pushing as hard as she could against my stomach, was that what a Braxton hicks felt like? I should ask my doctor.

John and I walked hand in hand into the waiting room. I got a couple of nasty stares from women way older than me. I just smiled at them. I know it's not the best time in my life to have a baby, but it was the perfect time in John's. So what anybody else thinks doesn't really matter. I've repented, I truly am sorry for not being married when I got pregnant, but these women don't even think about that sort of stuff. They just see me, as a young girl, who couldn't keep her legs shut, and now has ruined their life.but let them think whatever it doesn't matter.

"Callie Sawyer." The kind nurse read from her clipboard.

John helped me up and we made our way to the office.

Just about the time I sat on the oh so annoying papered table, "Ahhhhhhh!"

My doctor rushed into the office.

"What's wrong?!"

"It hurts so bad!" I cried.

"Well lets take a look at the baby and make sure everything is ok."

He didn't sound as concerned now.

He put the jelly on my tummy and moved the little thing around.

"Hmm just as I thought." He said sounding sure of himself.

"Callie, you are having a set of twins. The pain you are feeling is the babies moving around, and it's stretching your stomach."

John and I looked at each other.

Twins.

"Can you tell the gender of the other baby?" I asked still shocked. But this did explain why I was getting so big so fast, and the kicking everywhere.

John still stood silent.

"It's a little boy."

Johns eyes welled up with tears.

"Baby you're gonna get your little boy after all."

Both of the babies are extremely healthy and we even have a name picked out. Matthew Clayton.

Oh I'm so excited. Two babies! The doctor also pushed on my stomach some more, to help the babies move faster and stop pushing so hard against me. I guess it worked because I haven't felt anymore pain. He also told me that I might not be able to have a natural birth, which scares me. But that's fine as long as my babies are healthy. We pulled in the driveway and I saw a familiar red mustang parked.

"No." I said.

"No no no no no!"

I hopped out of the truck and marched into the house.

"Sugar bee" he said in his thick, rich southern accent.

I glared at him.

"No." I said and walked over to my mother. She looked guilty. I knew that she felt bad for letting him in. John rushed into the house.

"What Callie?"

Then he saw who was sitting on the sofa.

"Oh." He said quietly.

He walked over and put his arm around me.

"And you must be John." He said.

John shook his head.

"Look at how grown up you look Callie. Is that what you're trying to do? Be a grown up?"

I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Since when do you give a damn."

It was more a statement than a question.

He chuckled.

"Callie you're just like me, I know you so well. Don't you think I know that deep down your are terrified? That you don't want this? That you know thy you're ruining your future."

"You don't know me at all. I don't feel any of those things. You know what I do feel though? Hatred. I hate you. I told you lasting I saw you I'd never forgive you, ad guess what? Never isnt over yet."

He stood up and walked over to me.

"Don't you dare talk me to me like that."

He grabbed my arm tightly.

That set John off, so he swung at him. And definitely didn't miss. The man landed on the floor with a crack as his head hit the hardwood flooring.

Then I looked at my mom.

"What were you thinking?"

She looked down at the floor.

"He eat you and me and you'd let him back in here."

"You don't understand Callie, he just wanted to give you money. And not just money anything you needed. He is still your father and you should give him a chance to apologize."

I crossed my arms and shook my head.

"How much?"

"Twenty thousand" my father said as he slowly stood up from the floor.

"What are your terms."

"I have a relationship with you again."

I though really hard for a moment.

"Ok. But if we're together John always has to be there."

"Deal" he said with his devilish grin.

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-Callie💙💙💙💙💙💙