Beautiful With You (Norman Reedus)

Chapter 31

Author's Note: 

I was fighting with making her sick or making her pregnant but I decided pregnant. I am not going to make everything all hunky dory in the story because sometimes it is never the case. Some people aren't happy when finding out and sometimes people don't want to have kids or another, but we will see what happens with Norman. It is going to be a roller coaster ride, just to warn you guys. I just wanted to try and be a bit of a realist with this. Unexpected pregnancies happen and I thought why not! I didn't want it to happen to fast but my timeline is all messed, lol.

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Today has been rough. It's been a couple more weeks since Norman and I found out I was pregnant and I felt myself getting sick more. It seems like the baby didn't like anything I ate or drink and it was taking its toll on me. Every morning I was hovering over the toilet and I would hear Norman get up and walk out of the apartment. I knew he was still stuck on what he wanted and we hadn't even seen each other. Soon he would be leaving to shoot the seventh season of The Walking Dead and it upset me that he wasn't going to spend some time with me but yet I understood that there was so much going on. I brushed my teeth and rinsed with mouthwash, trying to get the taste out of my mouth as I sat on the couch and cuddled with Eye and Poe. Both of them were purring and I just couldn't stop thinking. What if he was seeing someone else? My irrational side voiced as I tried to silence the voice. I couldn't think like that. It was something that plagued me ever since finding out.

The scans were hidden so that Norman didn't have to see them until he came to terms with it. I was giving him that space that he needed but I wished that he were here with me and thinking about baby names. The further I moved along in weeks, the more excited I was getting but I never showed it. I didn't want to push him away more than I have.

I went to the fridge and looked for something to eat and drink. I was starving but nothing was calling to me. My options were limited because I had to go grocery shopping but I didn't want to leave the house. I was afraid that everyone could see that I was pregnant and it would come out. It was something that I didn't want to come out because he wasn't ready for it and he wasn't accepting it yet. It was going to be hard because I need to get to work and I need to finish school, which had become monotonous to me. My mind had wandered even more now and my Professors had seen that I couldn't focus, both of them having tried talking to me. Sure I was still getting good grades but I hardly participated with everything weighing down on me. I needed Norman more than I was willing to admit. I was scared with my changing body and emotions that were all over the place and I wish that I had him.

With a grumble, I shut the fridge door and moved back to the couch and pulled Poe to me. He lifted his head but then curled up on my stomach and fell asleep, his purrs filling the silent room. My fingers stroked his soft, short fur and I felt myself beginning to sniffle. I felt so alone and that maybe this was the end of Norman and I and it was getting to me. I tried to stop the flow of tears but I couldn't stop them. They slid silently down my cheeks as I continued to stroke Poe's fur. I wish my mom was here. I felt like she would be comforting and maybe offer me a place to stay. I had moved everything into Norman's apartment and let the manager know that I wasn't coming back and maybe it was a mistake. Maybe Norman and I needed space, instead of him seeing me all the time but I really had nowhere to go here.

I sat on the couch for a little bit longer before I got up to get ready for work, feeling nauseous but I still needed to go. I lazily pulled my hair back and into a bun not wanting to do much with it. My eyes closed as I let out a sigh and looked into the mirror, feeling like I could sleep for days; there were bags under my eyes accentuating how tired I was. I slipped on the outfit that I was supposed to wear and moved towards the front of the apartment and grabbing my keys. I heard the sound of the lock turning and I watched the doorknob move. My eyes never leaving it and I knew he was back. I wondered if it was because he knew that I was leaving for work, which hurt me. I gave him a small smile and he pecked my lips. He went in and I went out, my mind distracted as I worked. A couple of times I messed up orders but no one seemed to mind, for that I was grateful for. I couldn't wait for work to be over with and when it was, I knew I had classes but debated on skipping them.