First Time Mom? (COMPLETE)

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Beyonce woke up, clutching her stomach. She was having Braxton-Hicks contractions. She moaned in pain and laid back in bed, trying to relax. The pain intensified and her eyes filled up with tears. Beyonce never imagined pain like this; she didn't know if she can go through the rest of her pregnancy like this. Shawn walked in and saw her, clutching her stomach. He rushed over to her and rubbed her belly, placing kisses on it.

"What's wrong baby," he asked, looking at her.

She looked down at him, "Contractions..."

Shawn sighed and held her, feeling bad. He couldn't make them go away so he tried his best to make her feel as comfortable as possible. Ava woke up a short time later and looked at them, holding her stuffed bunny (as usual).

"Mommy I hungry," she said, sitting on the edge of the bed. Beyonce went to get up, but Shawn gently laid her back down.

"Baby you need to rest.. I will fix her breakfast.."

Ava shook her head and pointed to Beyonce, "I want mommy to do it... I no want you to do it.."

Shawn sighed as Beyonce got up and held Ava's hand, "It's okay Shawn. I can do it. Come on Ava, let's make breakfast."

Ava cheered as she followed her mom downstairs to the kitchen. Shawn just sat on the bed, upset. He understood that his daughter was going through a rough time right now; but it was eating him up on the inside knowing that she wasn't comfortable with him around her. 

Meanwhile, Beyonce and Ava were waiting on the rest of the food to finish. Beyonce looked at Ava and just watched her, trying to read her mind. She wanted to help Ava feel comfortable around her dad again. And with the baby coming soon, things were going to change.

"Ava," she called out.

Ava turned around and looked at her, giving her the attention.

"The baby is coming soon. So things are going to change around here..."

Ava's face turned into a frown, hearing the word change. She didn't like hearing that word; it brought back bad memories. 

"I won't be able to help you with a lot of things when the baby gets here. The baby will need a lot of attention. From not only me. But your dad as well. So you will have to learn to do some things on your own," said Beyonce.

"Why mommy," Ava responded, slowly getting upset.

"Babies can't do things on their own like you can. They need someone to feed them, change their diaper, clean them, clothe them... stuff like that. That's why me and your father will be giving the baby a lot of attention..."

Ava began to feel, as if, she was being replaced. She knew she would be heading back to the foster home soon. But, she refused to be replaced. Beyonce looked at her, waiting for a response. Ava just got up and sat in her chair, waiting for the food.

"Shawn, breakfast is ready.."

Shawn walked downstairs and sat down, his plate and coffee sitting in front of him. He smiled at his wife and looked at Ava, who is ignoring him. Once Beyonce sat down, they all began to eat their food. Ava was playing with her food, suddenly not having an appetite anymore. Beyonce saw her and cleared her throat, getting Ava's attention.

"Ava you need to eat. You were telling me earlier that you were hungry. But now you aren't touching your food. Stop playing with it and eat," said Beyonce, still eating.

Ava raised an eyebrow and pushed her plate away, not wanting it. Shawn stared and pushed her plate towards her, not liking the sudden attitude.

"Lose the attitude," he warned her.

Ava turned to Shawn and stuck out her tongue, not listening to him. Beyonce stared at her, wondering what was gotten into her. 

"Ava what is going on with you?"

Looking at her mom, Ava tilted her head to the side. Did she really want to know? Did she REALLY want to know what's going on with her? Beyonce had a hunch that Ava was upset about the talk they just had a few minutes earlier, but she wasn't completely sure.

Ava started eating a little of her food, looking down at her plate. Once it was all gone, she grabbed her plate and put it in the dishwasher. Once she did that, she grabbed her stuffed bunny and went to her room, slamming the door. 

Shawn looked at his wife confused, "What just happened?"

Beyonce sighed and ate the rest of her food, "I talked to her about when the baby gets here. I told her that we are going to give the baby a lot of attention because the baby needs a lot of help with stuff."

He nodded and turned on the television, flipping through the channels. Beyonce just stared at him.

"You not going to say anything about it," she asked him, getting a little agitated.

"Well what do you want me to say? Want me to go to her and do something about it.. oh yeah I can't.. BECAUSE SHE IS NOT FUCKING COMFORTABLE AROUND ME!! So I don't know what you want me to say," he said, slightly yelling.

"Watch your fucking tone Carter. Don't fuck with me," she responded, with a bitter tone.

Shawn got up and put on his jacket, heading towards the door. She raised and eyebrow and went straight to the front door, standing in front of it. He stared at her and stood there, waiting for her to move.

"Where are you going," she asked him, crossing her arms. 

"Out," he responded.

"Out where," she asked again, tired of his one word answers.

Shawn rolled his eyes and chuckled, "I'm going out, Giselle. Calm down..."

She raised an eyebrow and cracked her neck muscles, getting angry, "I'm glad you think this is a fucking joke. I'm not laughing, Shawn. You can't run from every fucking problem that comes our way. Are you going to do this when the baby comes??"

Shawn balled up his fists and closed his eyes, trying to control his anger. Beyonce raised an eyebrow and watched him.

"Move," he said.

"No," she responded.

"Beyonce, I said MOVE..."

Ava was standing on the stairs, watching them argue. She didn't like it when they yelled at each other. Beyonce stared at her husband, wondering what was wrong with him. But she wasn't going to move. Shawn had enough. He grabbed her and threw her on the couch, surprising them both. Ava's eyes were big, not believing what just happened. He put his hands on her mommy.

Beyonce's eyes filled with tears of hurt and anger. He just threw her on the couch like she was nothing. Shawn walked out, slamming the front door.

What the hell just happened?