November Skies (Kellic + MPreg)

chapter 8

Kellins POV

What if I already know what I wanna do? But the doctor wants to do an ultrasound, I know if I hear that heart beat I couldn't get rid of it. I lay down on the bed as the nurse brings in the ultrasound machine and I stare at Vic and he smirks at me. He wanted the ultrasound so I could hear the baby's beat he's such an ass. "Vic I don't wanna hear it I don't wanna hear the beat, it'll make me change my mind." I plead at him.

"Its not my fault, its procedure to do this." He says with a shrug as the doctor squeezes some cold jelly on my tummy my breathing becomes unsteady as he runs the machine the little wand going over my stomach as he rolls the imaging. Oh my god its so small that's in me that's gonna come out me. The sound of a heart beat comes out and I start to cry. Oh my god I can't get rid of it.

"Vic I can't get rid of the baby it would kill me." I say looking at him with eyes full of tears.

"Its ok Kells, I know I know we can get through this." He says holding my hand in confirmation. He wipes away my tears and kisses me, I kiss back. "It's okay we can do this together."

"Ok as I like the heart felt moment but we need to discuss the options." The doctor says taking out pamphlets for adoption, abortion, and keeping.

"I want to keep it please I'd really love to keep it." I say gripping Vic's hand. "Me and my sexican will take care the baby."

"Sexican, that's new." He looks at me and snickers.

"Ok so I will see you guys next month for another check up on the baby." we nod as I wipe the jelly off my tummy with a brown paper towel. We leave the office and head towards the car.

"I hate you Vic you made me want this baby." I sigh as I get in the passenger side buckling in.

"I love you to Kellin how about we go a bit of baby shopping and start stock piling on diapers because well those are a must. Maybe get some baby clothes and look at cribs. Or should we wait till we know the gender." He says getting all excited and I roll my eyes at him giving a hussy snarl at the idea. "Oh and about that date when do you prefer, tomorrow or Monday, even though we live together and see each other all the damn time."

"Tomorrow is fine and I want a date because you fucking, fucked me with no remorse you could've taken me on a date at least, god you prick." I growl at him and watch as we pull into target. "What if we lived in a dystopian where being gay wasn't allowed and if you were homo you would be banned outside this wall or something of some sorts. And like now when I thought I was straight and they ran tests and shit like color tests, but lavender wasn't ever seen and it meant bi while pink is gay and blue is straight. What is we lived in that dystopian world. Would we ever meet or anything like seriously think about it, you'd be flaming pink it be so funny."

"That would make you fuckin lavender huh bitch why can't you be pink too. I mean you certainly moaned out like you were a pink." he laughs and nudges my shoulder.

"No I'm being serious Vic what if the world was like that it be fucking shitty as fuck. It honestly make me kill myself like no body deserves to suffer like that, getting banished for being homo but I guess its life." We get out the car and walk towards the door and go inside grabbing a few carts.

"Kells the world would never be like that nobody is that fucking crazy to banish people from land for being fucking gay get your head straight."

"I was straight before I fucking met you, you damn Mexican."

"Oh I thought I was a sexican because I got balls of steal." He puts boxes upon boxes of different sizes of diapers in the carts as I watch them fill up fast as he sizes me with maternity clothing as well putting it all in the cart

"Viccy you damn twat. Who is gonna pay for all this, fuckin Jesus."

"I am Kelly no just grab two carts and go towards check out so we can get the fuck out of here."

"Don't call me Kelly."

"Then don't call me Viccy, Kelly."

"Viccy"

"Kelly"

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"Kelly"

Vic pays for everything and pulls the truck to the loading circle so we can get everything in and leave because people are seriously starting to stare like fucking vultures. I hate when people fuckin stare it makes me nervous.

"Hey Kelly when we find out the gender where will we put the crib."

"I don't know, in your room and stop freaking calling me Kelly already I get it." I yell at him and he pulls into the drive way, taking all the boxes out and putting them in the garage closet.