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Ezra spent the rest of the day pondering ideas to tell the triplets and the twins that they were going to be older siblings, for the triplets this is their second time being the older ones. I however, spent the rest of the day in bed. I had tried every possible thing that I could imagine to prevent any more pregnancies. I didn't hate this baby, but I have felt that love you should feel upon finding out about your pregnancy. Ezra came into to share with me his ideas but I just couldn't focus on the words coming out of his mouth. I'm Pregnant. That's the only thing on my mind. I cut my pity party short and got out of bed, leaving Ezra to talk to himself. I shuffled down the stairs and saw all my babies sitting on the couch asleep, so peaceful. I went into the kitchen to get myself a bottled water when I saw Ezra shut the fridge door and stand between me and the refrigerator. "What is going on with you? Aren't you excited to carry our child?" he asked obviously not seeing the pain in yet another pregnancy. " I don't NEED anymore kids. I already have 5 at 22." I replied angrier than I should be. Children are beautiful, but not for me. 5 was a limit I set for myself after I found out about my second pregnancy.  I saw the anger storm to his eyes as he furrowed his brows at me. His face flushed a deep shade of red and he got ready to open his mouth. Before a word could slip out he stormed out of the front door. I heard a car ignition turn on and tires spin against the gravel. I stormed into the living room to see all the kids asleep. I shuffled back upstairs and slammed our bedroom door shut. I sank to the floor and let my bottled emotions go. I cried for an eternity until I felt no more tears run down my face. I opened the door and proceeded to go get the kiddos from the couch to put them to bed. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, there wasn't a single living thing down there. I felt a wave of panic flush through my body as I tread back up the stairs. I walked into the room Ezra had set up for the triplets and saw all 5 kids only the floor, 6 if you include Ezra. I smirked to myself and let Ezra enjoy his night on the floor. Douche. I skipped back into our room and shuffled to the shower. I let the hot water swallow me as I used my free time to ponder my thoughts. 3 5-year-olds, 2 3-year-olds and now this new baby, or babies. I stepped out and wrapped my towel around my body and stepped into our closet.  I slipped on some sweats and a tank and crawled into bed. I shut the lamp off and stared at my wall in the darkness. The door creaked but I paid no attention to it. I began to dose off but I snapped awake when I felt the bed dip. His arm attempted to go around my waist but I moved farther to the edge of the bed. I've accepted my pregnancy, but I haven't accepted him. I let my eyes snap shut and my dreams took me far from here, exactly what I needed.




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Hey guys sorry for not updating. Either the next chapter or the chapter after will be the end of the book. I've grown up so much since first releasing the first book. I'm going to leave these books on Wattpad, but I'm also going to start a new one.

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