b a b y // r e q u e s t e d

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I woke up with a sick feeling in my stomach. Clutching my stomach and running to the bathroom, I lifted the toilet seat and my hair behind my ears, away from my face, about to throw up ( graphic, I know. Sorry :(: ). The purple and turquoise colors from my hair making fake illusions around me.

I fumbled for the buttons and pressed them down, leaning against the wall for support. Hot tears were on my cheeks and my throat felt dry and tasted foul. I stood up and went to go wash my hands and drink some water, but I heard my name.

"Autumn, are you alright?" It was Jack. I turned off the tap and wiped my face with a face cloth and nodded slowly.

"Yeah baby, I'm fine. Just had some bad food last night. What's the time?" I gulped down water. I eyed the cupboard below the sink but quickly turned back to Jack.

"It's 7am. I don't think you've eaten some bad food, you have been throwing up quite a bit lately..." Jack rubbed his hand around in circles on my back. I gargled some mouthwash and turned around. I shrugged my shoulders and bit my lip. Could I be pregnant? I made my way back to the bedroom and tried to go back to sleep.

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8 months later

"And here she is," the doctor announced. Tears and sweat were now streaming freely down my face as I squeezed Jack's hand. I looked up at him, bits of hair was in my eyes but I knew Jack was crying just as much as I was. The doctor handed her to me, wrapped in a blue and pink blanket. I wiped my eyes and tucked some hair behind my ear then looked down at the beautiful crying human that we had made.

"Autumn, we made her," Jack whispered. I laughed and some more tears ran down my cheeks.

"She's too cute. Way too cute," I said. Jack held out his finger and the baby raised its arm, touching Jack's finger. I bit my lip to not let anymore tears fall.

"What's her name?" Jack asked. We still haven't decided what we would name her.

"Winter?" Jack asked. I smiled.

"Winter." Winter was perfect for her. I passed her to Jack carefully, not really wanting to let her go.

At the end of the day, she spent 9 months inside of me, and ended up beautiful as ever. I could not be happier.

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