I will be loved! (BWWM)

Chapter Twenty Seven

Danielle's Prov:

If I thought Tabby was bad when it came to shopping before she was pregnant, she was now ten times worse. We've been to eight maternity shops and Tabby has only gotten two shirts. I felt like pulling my hair out. I honestly couldn't believe she was being this picky. Well I mean I could believe she was like this, I just couldn't believe I had gotten myself into this kind of situation with her.

"Tabby come on hun, all these clothes have been fine. Why are you being so picky?" I asked her as I plopped down on to the bench. I knew she was pregnant and that she was going to be somewhat picky. But this was just ridiculous.

"They looked fine? Are you fucking crazy?"

"Well what is the problem with them then? Huh? What makes these clothes so damn horrible?" I questioned her as I turned to look up at her.

"I looked fucking fat in all of them. Like an already fat elephant who happens to be pregnant with twins. Just a fucking huge fat pregnant elephant. " She cried out to me. I shook my head at her words.

"Tabby hun I hate to break it to you, but when your pregnant your suppose to get big. Your not suppose to stay a size four when your carrying another life in you." I explained to her. She sighed at my words, and it looked like her eyes were starting to water.

"I just hate that I am getting so damn big. Greg doesn't even want to have sex with me anymore." She sobbed.

"What, he said that to you?" I asked her as I got up and walked over to where she was in the dressing room. I could feel my best friend mode coming in full force. I would kill Greg if he said this to her. But something told me that there was more to the story then I knew.

"Yes. No. Well kinda." I gave her a look that told her she needed to explain the situation to me.

"Tabby you need to explain. I mean come on I am not a mind reader." I said to her as I grabbed her arm slightly. We walked over to the bench and sat down.

"You see for a few months now when Greg has wanted to have sex I have been fully dressed up here." She said as she gestured to her top half of her body. For the first week or so he was okay with it, never really questioning it. But after about two weeks he wasn't having it anymore and we fought about it. He said he wanted to have sex and be able to fully enjoy all of me, not just half of me. The only way he said he would have sex with me, was if I would let him see all of me." She explained to me. I gave her a small smile at her words. Only Tabby could get pissed about her future husband wanting to see all of his women when making love to her.

"Tabby why don't you want to get fully undressed around Greg when having sex?" I asked her.

"It's not just when we are having sex. I haven't let him see me fully naked at all. Not since I started to get big."

"But why?" I questioned her.

"Because I am fucking fat now. Before I was thin and beautiful, now I'm just becoming a huge whale. All I want to do is eat, and I don't mean like a little more then I should. I mean a lot fucking more. ANd I never had the energy to do anything anymore. I do what I have to do, but nothing more. I just don't have the ambition to do it anymore. I'm a gross fat pregnant lady." She sobbed. I sighed at her words.

"Tabby do you think I am pretty?" I asked her. Causing her to stop crying and turn to look at me.

"No, I think your beautiful!" She explained to me in a duhhh tone of voice.

"And am I not a bigger girl?" I asked her causing her to roll her eyes. But the funny thing was I am a bigger girl. I mean I am not huge, but I have a little more junk in mu truck, and I am proud of it.