The Mistake I'll Never Regret *Edited*

Chapter 10 ~ Edited

The Mistake I'll Never Regret
Chapter 10
Jac's pov

---3 Months Later---

These past three months have been hard. The police still haven't found the group of girls that done this too me & Belinda hasn't contacted any of us, except for her unwanted text message here & there. 
Dylan's been looking after me too, as I've gradually gotten to the point where I can know longer do it by myself. It doesn't exactly help either when I'm 6 & a half months pregnant. 
I rolled over to the opposite side of the bed, where dylan laid. Struggling,  I laid my head on his bare chest.
"Morning babe, how are you feeling today?" Dylan asked in his morning voice. 
"same as every other god damn day" I sighed. He rubbed my back & kissed the top of my head. We stayed this way for a few more minutes until Dylan decided to get up, leaving my dying body in the same position before he left. 
"C'mon babe, lets start getting ready" Dylan spoke sitting down beside where I'm laying.  
"Get ready for what?" I moan. 
"We've got a doctors appointment remember? We're gonna find out how our little monkey is doing" Dylan reminded me. I nodded my head, to tired to answer. 
He chuckled lightly. After a couple minutes, I got out of bed, Dylan helping me. He snaked his arm around my waist & put my right arm around his neck with his spare hand, walking slowly towards the bathroom.
I sat down on my chair, waiting for Dylan to finish filling up the bath so he could undress me. I sat there staring into the mirror.
My face was drained & pale. My eyes dull and bland. I looked terrible. Placing my hand on my stomach, I felt our baby kicking & squirming. 
"Dylan, the baby's kicking" I smiled. He bent down on his knees placing his hand on my stomach. "do you feel it?" I asked excitedly.
He looked up at me with a gentle nod & an enormous smile spread across his face. He kissed my stomach & started whispering to it. 
He removed his hand & stood up, undressing me. His enormous smile still planted on his face. I continued to stay in the position, feeling every kick until it stopped. 
"ready?" Dylan asked standing beside me. I nodded still smiling. He picked me up bridal style, gently placing me in the hot but relaxing bath. 
I laid my head on the bath pillow, closing my eyes lids.The warmth taking in every stress & worry I've had these past 3 months. Dylan slowly started washing my body. 
"This is embarrassing" I mumbled quietly to myself.  
"What is?" Dylan asked rubbing soap on my belly.  
"You washing me, god I feel so helpless" I responded, opening my eyes & staring at Dylan. 
"You're not helpless Jac, you're doing the best you can, you just need some help with certain things" Dylan continued rubbing my belly. 
"Yes, but I should be able to undress & dress myself as well as take a bath by myself, I shouldn't need you to do it for me, it makes me feel horrible" I confessed. 
"You shouldn't feel horrible or even embarrassed, you need help & I'm happy to be the one to do so" he spoke. "Plus I get to see you naked everyday, which makes up for it" he winked adding a chuckle. 
"You're a creep" I laughed slapping his bare  arm. 
"I'm your creep" he responded giving me a gently but passionate kiss. I placed my hand on his cheek.
"My handsome creep" I mumbled into the kiss. He stood up, grabbing a towel off the rack. I checked out his body. 
His V line showing just above his boxers and the snail trail of hair going towards his eight pack. I could feel myself slowly starting to drool. 
I moved up to his muscular chest & arms. Then his face. 
"You alright there checking me out?" Dylan asked. I quickly faced the front again.
"I wasn't checking you out" I lied, resting my head back on the pillow. 
"Yes you were, you were checking me out, I saw those eyes" Dylan laughed. I ignored him, turning to my side. I watched Dylan placing my towel on the chair & another towel on the bathroom sink. I checked him out again, but this time his back. 
His back was toned & very muscular, his cute little back dimples beaming every time he moved. His birth mark, covering up half of his hip. 
"Are you checking me out again?" he laughed. 
"Yes" I admitted, giggling. 
"I knew it" he chuckled, bending down & lifting me out of the bath, placing me in my chair. Drying me off with the towel on the sink.
"Sorry, you just have a very stare able body" I confessed. 
"I do, don't I" he wiggled his eyebrows. I laughed. "Why are you laughing at me for?" he said in a cute baby voice. I couldn't help but laugh again, holding onto my stomach. "That's it" he picked me up bridal style and walked into my room. 
"Dylan stop it put me down" I laughed. but he didn't listen. "Dylannnn"
"Will you stop laughing at me?" he spoke again in his baby voice. I bite my bottom lip, trying to hold in a laugh. I nodded my head. "Good" he placed me down on my bed & turned to my clothes on my desk.
He brought them over and laid them on the bed beside me. Once dressed he helped me up and slowly took me down the stairs, step by step. I stood by the front door, waiting for Dylan. 
"Alright let's go" Dylan said grabbing his keys and opening the front door.  A bunch of school kids walking by. 
"Uh Dylan...." I put my hand over my mouth , trying not to burst out laughing. 
"What?" He asked confused. I pointed to his body. Still trying not to burst out laughing. He looked down, eyes wide opened. 
"Shit, I forgot my pants and top" He slammed the front door and run back upstairs. I removed my hand and burst out laughing. Few seconds later he came running down stairs, in black skinny jeans, black vans and a white t-shirt. "Now we can go" He opened the front door again and helped me out into the car. I buckled in my seat belt and waited for Dylan. He hopped in the car, starting it up and leaving the drive way towards the  doctors.