new beginnings

Days Together

Three weeks had passed since our snow day. Nothing much changed.

Negan would talk to me everyday, I still had his and everyone's respect. I wasn't asked to feel any girl's boobs, so I considered those weeks a success. And of course I didn't say anything to Jordan about when I did.

We were scheduled for an ultrasound at the doctor's, because apparently they have whatever it is that does it. Jordan was excited, because we were told we could be able to hear a heartbeat. I couldn't wait.

So we woke up, did our usual routine of getting dressed and chatting, but skipped breakfast. We hurried out of our house to the factory building. We were so ready.

I found the doctor's room, and Marsha, the woman who gave me the prosthetic, greeted us while bowing. She picked up a walkie-talkie and called Negan down, since he told me he wanted to come. Within minutes, he walked through the door. Marsha bowed to him, too.

She had Jordan lay down on a bed. I sat next to her and Negan stood off the the side. She smiled at me.

Marsha brought this machine thing over to the bed and plugged it into an outlet. The screen on it was black and on the top left corner had "Jordan" on it. 

Jordan rolled her shirt up and Marsha rubbed some gel stuff on it. She held my hand and watched Marsha press down what she called a 'probe' on her abdomen. It took a minute for it to register on the monitor.

White and gray blobs were now on the black screen. "So... is it healthy?" Jordan asked.

Marsha ignored her question and stared closely into the screen. "Wait..." she said, puzzled. I started to get nervous, she made it sound like something was wrong.

She looked away and then to us. "There's two."

Jordan looked at me, jaw dropped. I could not even fathom this for a second. Twins? I felt like I was in a movie, because this was very cliché.

Negan started clapping and walked up to us. "Congrats."

"Are you sure there's two?" I managed to say. Marsha laughed and nodded. I looked at Jordan again and started to laugh. She started to crack up along with me. I held onto her hand tight.

"Oh, man. Can you believe it?" she said. I smiled and shook my head.

"Can we hear the heartbeats?" I asked.

"You'll probably only hear one right now, it's normal," she said. I nodded. Then, she did something with the machine and then we heard it.

Thump... thump.... thump...

I kissed Jordan and she started happy-crying. I was also about to, but I didn't want to let my guard down in front of Negan. "The heart rate is normal."

Marsha cleaned the gel off of Jordan's abdomen and she pulled her shirt down. She typed something into the keyboard, then a picture printed off. She gave it to Jordan, it was her ultrasound. Jordan traced the picture with her thumb lovingly. 

We thanked Marsha and walked out of the room. Jordan jumped and wrapped her arms around me, squealing. "Two!"

Negan followed us out and offered to take us up to celebrate. We went up with him to his room. I started worrying about the women, and if they would be there or not. I didn't want her to see them.

He excused himself to the room, and told us to wait. He came back out a minute later and invited us in. The women were there, but now actually wearing clothes, like tank tops and jeans. I don't know why they were dressed like that if Jordan and I have seen them in their usual attire.

The ladies greeted Jordan and I. "They're his wives," I whispered to Jordan, which I didn't remember if I had already explained this to her or not. She nodded.

"Alright, let's get to celebrating. Girls, Jordan and Carl have found out that they're having twins," Negan said politely. The women smiled and one gave Jordan a short hug.

So we ended up having a 'party'. Negan got out some of his liquor, he and I drank while Jordan and the wives were laughing and looking at the ultrasound picture. After that, all we did was chat and have a good time.

I remembered something. "Hey, Negan, do you still have that camera?"

"Uh... why?" he sort of got nervous. Maybe he thought I was about to bring up that he forced me to touch another girl that wasn't my wife.

"I don't have any pictures with Jordan. I want one really bad," I smiled at Jordan. Negan got up and came back with a camera I hadn't seen before.

"This one takes colored pictures," he said. I posed with Jordan, putting my arm around her lower back. We smiled and the camera flashed. Negan put the developing picture in my hands. The colors faded in and we had our first picture together. I put it in my pocket carefully.

Our party came to a close and Jordan and I walked back to our house together, holding hands. The babies were on both of our minds, for sure.

But, then Negan came running outside just before we stepped inside the house. We directed our attention towards him.

"Hey, the wives are going to go doing something together, so would you two want to watch a movie with me?" he asked, oddly politely. I hadn't watched a movie in a long time. He had been polite the whole night, with barely any cussing. 

We went with him, since we would have nothing to do anyway. It took a lot of walking, and my legs hurt badly, but we got to his place and I relaxed on the couch while Jordan rubbed my shoulders for a bit. Negan called Dwight in, unexpectedly. I figured it was just the three of us.

All of the sudden, after they whispered for a bit, Dwight ran and tackled me. He held my arms behind my back while Negan pulled up a chair and duct taped my legs to it, and then my arms. I was resisting as much as I could while Jordan ran for the door. It was locked, and she couldn't leave.

What was happening?