Richard times Vincent (Richard times Purple guy)

Waiting. Part 6

Richard's pov.

Month one, Vincent is getting sicker as the days go on. We called the doctor and they said this will happen till the kids are born. I thanked him and went to the bathroom. "Shh. It's ok Vincent. They said this is normal...Shhhhh." I said as I comfort him.

Month 2, I am rubbing Vincent's belly (who was sitting on me). And telling him  story about my family. "I jumped all the way down and spranged my ankle. And since my family was poor I had to walk it off." I said. Vincent started to cry. Thanks to his mood swings his moods have been all out of whack. "Shhhhh. It's ok....Shh." I said rubbing his back. He stopped crying and cuddled me.

Month 3, Vincent is hurting really bad. The doctor said when we visited him for a check up. That this was normal and it'll not stop in till the child is born. Again... "It's ok....shhhh." I hared him say from the kitchen. I came back into the living room and he was crying. I guess it hurts really bad. I hope he's ok. "You ok Vinny?" I asked. "Yes Richard I'm ok!" he yelled back.

Month 4,  Vincent is rubbing his belly and talking to it. I came in and rubbed his belly too. "He kicked! Richard come feel!" he chirped. I came and felt his belly. And soon enofe I felt him kick. (Although we don't know if it is a girl or boy we both call him a boy.) "Cool huh?" I asked. Vincent nodded.

Month 5, Vincent's belly is getting bigger and bigger as the months go by. He was sitting on the couch and sleeping. I was sitting near him and he got up really fast and ran to the bathroom and throw up. I came after him and rubbed circles in his back. After that I put Vincent to bed and I laid down near him but couldn't go to sleep. So I stayed up and watched after him.

Month 6, I am talking to Vincent's belly and he is giggling. I am blushing and smiling. After that I sit down near him and watch him to make sure he is ok. "I'm fine Rich I promise..." he smiled "I know I'm just worried." I said spilling the truth. Vincent smiled and contunied singing a song that came on the radio in the house.

Month 7, Vincent can barely eat right now. Almost every thing he eats it comes right back up. "Lunch time!" I yelled from the kitchen. Vincent walked in and sat down. He was pale. "Come on lets try to eat ok? I want you to eat. I know it's hard but still...." he nodded and ate some of the food. I smiled. He's not eating much but he is eating at least...

Month 8, The other's has been calling non stop worried about Vincent. I always tell them the truth. "He's ok. I got this..."  and then I'd hang up. And check on Vincent. We went to bed and he snuggled up to me. I fall asleep but a few minutes later Vincent woke up from a nightmare. "Shhhhh. It's ok it was just a dream it went happen i promise. Go back to bed Vincent..." "Can I cuddle with you please?" he cried out. I smiled and wrapped my arms around him and he buried his face in my chest and fall back asleep.

(Cliffhanger)