A/N: In this chapter, there will be Biblical verses, yet I want people know that it is not to force them to believe in Christianity or assuming that everyone who reads this does. I have only included them since Erin is somewhat religious and her parents are too, so they are important to this chapter in some way which you will have to read to find out. As always, thank you so much for your support!
Love,
Katarwyn
"My god that was intense!" Chris fell onto the bed after my parents left. "That was like being interrogated by the police with those questions. Politics? Marriage?"
I chuckled awkwardly, "Yeah. That's Mom and Dad."
"How did you deal with that?"
"I didn't."
"What do you mean?"
I sighed, "My parents were never there for me. My dad literally burned all my guitars and killed my dreams of being a rockstar. I became I writer despite his disapproval...I was raised by nannies and for a while I thought all parents were like that...When I was eighteen, I realized that was not the case and I was afraid of becoming a parent because I might ignore my kids instead of love them. Something was different about tonight though, so maybe I can learn from that in how I parent. Perhaps I won't be so terrible at it."
Chris placed his arm around me, "I don't see that happening for one second, Erin. Maybe having that type pf parenting will make you want to do it differently."
"Aww," I nuzzled my head against his chest. "Is that your way of reassuring me that I'll be a good mom?"
"Yes," he kissed the back of my head and stroked my long locks, "How are you feeling ? Pregnancy wise, I mean? I haven't really been able to ask today..."
"We've both been a bit preoccupied," I said and I rubbed my stomach. "I mostly was just thinking about not having an emotionally driven mental breakdown. I had the heartburn this morning, but nothing my best friend named Tums can't fix. Nausea and vomiting has lessened recently. Working my schedule around the bathroom is a standard daily activity. Right now, the only discomfort I feel is pain in my lower back, shoulders, and my belly started burning which is the sign that stretch marks about to come. Oh well. That just means we'll be buying a lot of cocoa butter and my dermis is being stretched beyond what it can take. My body really loves me right now."
"That sucks. I'll get some cocoa butter tomorrow morning, Love," Chris told me and rubbed my shoulders to make an attempt to soothe the tension within them. I winced at first, but could later feel the benefit when relief was reached. "How is that?"
I flinched and replied, "Really good. I'm just wincing because it hurts terribly. It is not your massaging that's causing it. Thank you."
"I'm always happy to do it, Erin," he said and stopped the work on my shoulders. I could sense him questioning what to ask next.
I beat him to it, "Would you like me to sit up?"
Chris nodded, "If that's out of your comfort level then I understand. It would just make it easier to do my handy work."
"Of course," I scooted forward. "Is that enough?"
"Yes," Chris was quick with a response and his fingers moved against my back. What I liked about his massages were that they were hard and got deep into the muscles that at that point were either non-existent or proving their worth carrying a baby, yet there was a gentleness that came from caution to not cause me more pain than I was already in. Why have a painful deep tissue massage (I've had some painful ones where I could hardly walk the following day) and may take hours. At home massages by my at the time boyfriend get the job done and take effect in about fifteen to thirty minutes. I swear, part of Chris's workouts alone not only include weightlifting, surfing, and forms of cardio, but giving me massages that take a lot of pressure on his biceps. I will take credit in helping in the creation of Thor's biceps. The cast members may joke about his pointy elbows, but I believe that's why he gives the best massages. Anyway, back to the story, I sighed as the relief came to my back and I no longer felt any pain. It may have been temporary, but I always found that better than struggling to find a comfortable position to sleep in while on top of that being in more time. Pregnancy pillows are a god send. "Again. Thank you so much. I really need that. Also, you're so courteous and I really appreciate that."
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