Teach me how to dougie

Ouch!

I lay in bed calmly, feeling pickles kick me in the ribs every so often. I lay on my side staring at my twenty week scan photo on the bed side cabinet.

It's scary to think that was three months ago and I am now eight months pregnant.

One month.

That's all one month until our lives are changed forever.

Dougie had gone to an interview with the lads and lately he has been really clingy and make me go everywhere with him but today I have managed to convince him to leave me alone to sleep.

I lay there just taking in the time I had alone. The time I had to think.

I dragged myself out of bed when I heard the post come through the door. I slowly waddled my pregnant self to collect the post from the front door of our apartment.

Bills.

Fan mail.

Dougie

Dougie

Me. Wait what. I never get mail. The last time I got mail was months ago.

I read the front of the envelope carefully scanning for clues as to what it was about.

Nothing.

I slowly ripped the envelope carefully taking out the letter.

I couldn't believe what I was reading.

"Well you didn't listen so sleep with one eye open nobody is safe anymore not even dougie.-F"

I wasn't upset or scared this time. Nope I was angry.

How dare frankie do this. Threatening me and my family, why doesn't she get dougie doesn't love her, he never did the whole relationship was fake he never had any feelings for her it was a set up, a press stunt.

I ripped it up and threw it in the bin. I hate this girl. She is trying to ruin my life. But it's not going to work.

Dougie loves me and I love him, I am not going to let him go. My thoughts were interrupted as my phone buzzed on the bedside cabinet making me jump slightly.

"I can see you have gotten my letter-f"

How the hell?what the hell?why the hell? Where the hell?

Shit.

I looked around the house closing all the windows locking the door. She was pushing my over the edge.

My phone went off yet again. This time I was petrified.

"Trying to close me out are you, well bad luck,I'm already inside.-f"

I began to shake uncontrollable. Where the hell was she? Was she going to hurt me?

"Ouch!" I winced, I doubled over clutching my belly, I felt it again, this time worse. My breathing got heavy and I panicked. Was I in labour?