Ariana and Ricky are a young couple who have a 12 year old daughter named Aviana and a 2 month old baby boy Wilder. The real plot here is, is Aviana really Ricky's daughter? Did Ariana lie to Ricky?
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Ariana's pov "Okay so you're going to be on bed rest for a week and make sure you take your medication." Dr. Schuyler informs me as we pack to go home.
I have been here for 3 days now and it's been hell!!! I can't do fucking shit. All the drama with Justin has subsided as he went out to the public and said it was a drunken mistake, so we are good in that department.
The worst thing of this all is I haven't seen my babies which makes me super sad.
The only thing I actually enjoyed doing was tweeting my fans and talking to people that came to visit me.
"Sounds good Dr. I'll make sure she does exactly that. Thank you again so much for all you've done." Ricky answers for me as I roll my eyes.
"Sounds good" my ass. I hate being on bed rest. I rather die.
Dr.Schuyler nods his head and smiles before walking out of the hospital room.
I turn over to my husband and pout.
"I hate bed rest." I say going over to him.
He chuckles as he wraps his strong and brawny arms around my waist.
"Well doctors orders. You do want to get better don't you baby?" He asks before giving me a quick kiss.
I look up at his tall being.
"I mean yah, but then I can't do anything. I can't work, I can't play with Wilder, I can't do nothing. You have to do it all for me. You know how guilty I get when others do things for me." I say biting my lip.
He sighs and moves his hands to my face and starts caressing my cheeks.
"It's okay baby. I would gladly do anything you tell me to, just as long as you and squirt in there are healthy." He says making me groan. I don't want him to do anything.
"Handsome, when I mean I can't do anything, I actually mean the sex part. Do you know how much I crave that when I'm pregnant. Shit I'm horny right now just looking at you being all worried and helpful." I tell him making him throw his head back and laugh out loud.
I glare at him, removing myself from his embrace and start out for the door.
"Wait, wait babe!" He loudly shouts out before I get to the door.
I turn around and roll my eyes at him.
"What Richard?" I sneer with my hand on my hip.
He picks up our bags with our belongings that he brought yesterday and comes towards me.
"Im sorry my queen, it's just that I've never seen you so upset because we can't have sex. That's usually me!" He smirks before kissing me.
"Well I mean yeah. I always get sex when I want it from you. You never deny it anyways. The only reason you don't get sex is because it's only when I feel in the mood to." I shoot back taking my hand in his free one.
