"Options... I've ran out of Options..." (Book 3)

Chapter 150 - "Not like the Others..."

Chapter 150 - "Not like the Others..."

Clara's PoV

'Could you maybe put some trousers on? I mean there really is no need to be sitting around in your underpants and a baggy t shirt' John said rolling his eyes. 'Have some modesty'

'Do you have any idea how uncomfortable I am right now? Any idea at all at how hot it is when your 5 days overdue. This baby is a joke' I scoffed looking down at my huge stomach. 'Get out' I whined. 'Just get out' I begged.

'That's not going to make too much of a difference Clara I have to say' John said rolling his eyes once again.

'I've never had a baby that was late. All my my babies have been early. This isn't fair' I pouted as I stuffed my face with some more crisps.

'Eh. The baby is keeping us on our toes already' he smirked, as he picked up his bag and heading towards the bedroom door.

'Where the hell do you think your going?'

'To take the kids to your Dads. You could go into labour any minute being this late and we need to be ready for it'

'Pft. What's with the we? I don't see you pushing another Fucking kid out of you' I scoffed, pushing myself out of the bed and wandered the room for some clothes. 'Just hurry up' I moaned, as he left to round the kids up and left me in the room on my own where I just collapsed on the bed.

- - -

'I swear my induction date cannot come fast enough' I groaned collapsing in the bed next to him that night.

'You think you'll make it to induction day?'he hummed pulling his shirt off and rolling in right next to me on the bed.

He might not be going through what I am - but he sure as hell knows how to make me happy. Pulling his shirt off for me to look at him was the best and most useful thing he's done all day.

I had a feeling that he had been trying to avoid me today. I wasn't that grumpy... Okay maybe I was.

He took the kids to my Dads and even stopped in for a cup of tea with him. He's never done that. Even when we were in high school. And my Dad pretty much hates him so that was weird too. Then there's the fact that he spent the afternoon in the garden centre and when he came home he took all his garden purchases to the garden and hid out there all afternoon.

'Maybe. This baby has thrown me a curve ball in pretty much everything since I got pregnant. So it wouldn't surprise me. Why?'

'God if I have to go through 5 more days of grumpy-- oh shit did I say that out loud?' He panicked as my eyes looked like daggers.

'I knew you was avoiding me' I scoffed turning away to look away from him.

'Not avoiding you per say... You've just not been very pleasant' he mumbled.

'Of course I haven't. I've never actually been 9 months pregnant before - let alone over 9 months' I huffed.

'Look I'm sorry okay. I just haven't slept in days because you haven't slept in days. And when you feel uncomfortable... I feel uncomfortable. I can't help it. It's sympathy I'll bet. But it's hard' he whined.

'I love this kid but the sooner the Fucking thing gets out of me the better' I sighed, turning to look at John who just rested a hand on my cheek and chuckled.

'Soon. I promise' he smiled, touching his lips to mine.

'What if something goes wrong? What if I loose this baby like I lost Lissy? John if that happens I don't know how I'll cope' I mumbled.

'Nothing's going to happen. Everything is going to be okay' he said, but he couldn't promise. As sad as I knew it was - neither of us could promise anything.

I sighed and shut my eyes as I felt his lips back on mine making me want to smile, as I leant up and allowed my lips go follow his stray rhythm.

It was nice.

It was the first time we had been this intimate in a while - but all I could keep thinking was the last time I gave birth and how it all went horribly wrong.

'Try and get some sleep' he whispered into my hair as I managed to snuggle up closer to him.

'Well whilst it's not kicking. Might be the perfect time' I said in contentment.

- - -

'Okay. So what did you fancy doing today?' John asked as we sat in the lounge on the sofa, snuggled watching TV.

'Nothing. I think I just want to stay right here' I hummed, as I was just getting into the programme when I felt a movement that wasn't quite right.

'Alright. Nothing it is' he hummed, as he was texting Avia. He promised that he would keep her up to date with everything that happened and was happening.

'John'

'Hmm? Hang on a minute. Just playing this game with Avia' he hummed on his phone as I sat up and pushed myself off the sofa rolling my eyes. He was being an idiot but he'd soon get the message.

He was playing a stupid obsessive online spelling game with Avia and they were literally spending all there time trying to outdo each other on the spelling. Avia was winning of course but that just made John more determined to win.

'Right I'll be in the car then? Waiting for you?' I scoffed, giving the hospital bag on the lounge floor towards the front door where I stopped and gripped onto the doorframe of the lounge and had a groan. 'For fucks sake John' I yelled.

'Clara?'

'Oh I'm in pain so you listen?' I scoffed looking him straight in the eye when he had taken my hand.

'Is this it? Have you gone into labour?' He said.

'I -- I think so. I'm sure I felt something a few hours ago, and maybe last night. But I didn't want to kid myself' I yelled at him.

'Okay? Let's go to the hospital then?' He said in confusions.

'Don't stand there looking confused you idiot. The hospital is a good idea' I said slapping him around the face.