Lights Of The Mind | cm & al ✓

Chapter Fifty-Eight

Ashley's POV~

I grabbed a white tshirt and gray sweatpants, not really caring who's they are. I threw those on before trudging to the bathroom.

I sighed as I looked at myself in the full length body mirror. I had grown so much, and I was so in much pain. My back, my ankles, my hips and pelvis. But I kept reminding myself that I only had 5 more weeks.

"Joey!" I called.

I heard him race up the stairs and down the hall. "What's up, baby?" He asked, standing behind me.

"Look at this." I groaned, pointing to my large tummy.

"What? I see nothing wrong." He stated.

"Ugh." I groaned again, "I've dropped."

"Okay? You're still beautiful." He mumbled.

"And I hurt." I complained.

"I'm sorry, babe. We could go downstairs and cuddle and watch movies." He whispered.

"Fine." I sighed.

"Plus, you look really hot in my clothes. Have I ever told you that?" He smiled.

"I'm not hot. I'm huge and I look horrible." I groaned.

"I don't see that. I see you, giving your body to grow another life. That is beautiful in itself. I see your personality. When I look at you, I see the woman I fell in love with years ago. I see that woman fighting hard and working hard for herself. That is beautiful." He explained.

"I love you," I whispered.

"I love you too, baby." He smiled, kissing my cheek.

~*~*~

Joey laid his head on my shoulder, fast asleep. Donnie sat in front of me.

"So, what are you needing?" He asked.

"Could you help me Christmas eve, after Joey's asleep? I need to pick something up and I need help." I questioned.

"Sure." He nodded, "What is it?"

I grabbed my phone and pulled out a picture. I smiled as I turned my phone, showing Donnie the picture. "He's talked about wanting to teach Arlo, but we don't have one."

Donnie grinned, "Yeah. I'll help. He'll love it."

"I thought so. I've been talking to the owner, I'm paying him that night and he said he'll hold it until I come get it." I explain.

"That's great." He nodded.

I groaned and shifted my weight on the couch. "Yeah. It really is. Do you think Kenny could help? All the other guys are going out of town for Christmas."

"Yeah. I'll talk to him." He replied.

I smiled, "Thank you."

"So, how's the little guy doing?" He questioned.

"Fine. He's dropped and the pain is catching up." I shrugged, "He still wiggles as much as possible."

Donnie grew a smirk, "Just like Joseph."

"Yeah. I have a feeling that Arlo's going to be just like Joey." I smiled.

"Am I going to get more nieces or nephews?" He asked.

"I'm not sure. Probably in a couple years." I shrugged.

I looked over at Joey as he mumbled something. Donnie bursted out laughing, "H-How do you this?"

"I have no idea. I guess I love him too much." I smiled.

"Shut up. You're being to loud." Joey mumbled.