Satisfactions → Becstin

Chapter 33

Edited: August 5, 2016
Og Posted: January 11, 2016

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I owe you guys a few updates, like big time. But I'm slowly running out of ideas and I feel like this book is gonna flop😅 I'll try my best to add more drama to it, yanno, cause I love drama.
Anyway, I love you guys.💗

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Becky's POV

I had 30 minutes to be ready before Austin arrived to take me to my appointment. A part of me was oddly nervous but excited at the same time, I debated over the past few days whether or not I would want to know the sex of the baby, I guess not knowing just made things a little more exciting.

I slipped on a lose tank top, that was baggy enough to hide most of my baby bump, even though it was still noticeable and I slipped on a pair of maternity shorts that I decided to buy over the weekend.

Wardrobe was beginning to get harder and harder by the day.

"Where are you going so dolled up?" My mom asked and I glanced at her before continuing to apply a few dabs of foundation around my eyes.

"Oh, I'm going out to eat with Austin and the boys." I lied, applying a layer of soft pink lipstick.

She nodded. "Alright, well have fun. I'm gonna be at work all night so I probably won't see you till tomorrow morning." She said and I gave her a small, disappointing smile.  "You might want to hit the gym again, B." She said, motioning toward my bump and I give her a small laugh.

"Yeah, I probably should. I'll talk to Rah, maybe she'll like to come with." I joked and she smiled at me before turning on her heals and disappeared.

I hated lying to my mom, she was my best friend for the past 18 years of my life and she was supposed share this joy with me.

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The doorbell rang and I rushed downstairs, opening the door before I grabbed my bag and I watched Austin step into the house.

"Are you ready?" He asked before pressing his plump lips against my  forehead.

I nod. "Yeah. I think my mom called me fat." I say, pouting and he laughs, leading me out to his car. "It's not funny, Austin. I'm fat." I say.

"No you're not, you're carrying our baby that's all." He says before opening the door to the passenger seat and I glare at him as I watch him hold a laugh.

I sit in the passenger seat, watching walk to the other side and slide into the drivers seat.
I put on my seatbelt and I lay my hands on my lap, playing with my fingernails.

"Are we telling them tonight?" He asks and I give him a confused look.

"What do you mean?" I ask and he mutters something under his breathe before he turns the engine on and I hear it roar.

"Fuck. I wasn't supposed to tell you. It was a surprise dinner for you." He says and he grips the steering wheel while glancing at me and back at the road.

I sit back and I bite my lip. "I don't know, Austin. I don't know if I can tell them." I say, completely ignoring the fact that he said it was a surprise dinner for me.