Hard life (editing)

Chapter 7

"..... 2 boys and 2 girls. " Those words ran through my mind. I was carrying four babies inside me I wiped my eyes, sniffled then sighed. How would I survive this? " Thank you. " I replied in a small voice. The nurse continued " I couldn't help but wonder how did you get those bruises on your stomach? What ever happened when it hit your belly it was right on top of your baby boy's head. " I stilled. My little boy was whacked around his head by a belt in 5 months of development. I held back the tears that would've started all over again.
" Please, but could I have a picture of my babies to show the daddy? " I asked feebly. " I don't see why not. " came the cheery reply, " Oh, and my names Lisa. I'm 25 and had twins two years ago. " After exchanging numbers I walked all the way to King's house, where this all began. I rang on the doorbell whilst doing a little jig: it was cold outside. The door was opened by his older sister Dixie. She looked at me and smiled, " Hey Penny! " I grinned back at her letting her rub my belly and coo at the babies inside. I knew she would be a fantastic auntie, King's mum and dad nodded a greeting and I called out to them " Good morning my childrens future grandparents! " They both laughed. My boyfriend walked out of his room, his hair tousled and he was in just boxers. I kissed his lips and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, he picked me up, like a baby monkey I clung on then he put me down on their comfy sofa. " Hey baby. " he said I answered by saying
" I've got something to show you! "
Immediately he replied, " Well show me then. " his lopsided grin warmed my heart. I took out my copy of the ultra scan and his mouth dropped open. " Quintuplets! " he said like he did not believe it, " as in five babies? " I shook my head feeling my eyes fill with tears. " No just four. " I bit my lip trying not to break down. King caught on and he pulled me in for an embrace. " I'm so sorry babe. " he whispered while I let the tears fall. Soon his back was soaked with salty water. Just that moment King's parents and sister decided to walk in. They saw me watery - eyed and started firing questions: " Did he break up with you?" Asked his sister. I shook my head still, water dripped down my face; they all hugged me. Finally I managed to squeak out " I was meant to have quintuplets but one died so we only have four! " then I started sobbing again. " Penny it's ok, it's not your fault. We've had plenty of miscarriages whilst trying for King. " said Amanda trying to console me. I just shook violently not wanting to speak about it anymore. I stayed the night at King's house.

Morning came and I waddled as fast as I could to the bathroom that was down the hall, but didn't make it. I ended up being sick all over the wooden floor boards. A door opened then someone picked me up and sat me beside the toilet. I looked up and saw it was Dixie, I smiled gratefully until I had to stick my head down the toilet bowl again. I was finally done, after brushing my teeth and washing my body and hair I borrowed some make - up, careful not to poke myself in the eye with the mascara brush - has happened many times before. I had to settle with bare lips, it's not like I can share lipstick or lip gloss. After stuffing myself with omlette and salad ( to be healthy ) I hop in the Mercedes Benz that King's parents own. At school I received weird looks but I ignored them. I found Samantha and told her what my mum did and how she killed my baby. She was shocked, her mum wouldn't beat her with a belt especially if they are pregnant. Mum, ever heard of child abuse? No? GO BACK TO SCHOOL MOTHER FUCKER!
During lessons I felt my stomach cramp. I gritted my teeth and carried on reading my text book, all the while laying my arm protectively over my belly. In my head I try to calm them down: calm my little babies you can come out in four more months.
Still they move around stubbornly, making me feel queasy, rub my belly gently. Next to me King gives me a look to say: are you ok? I nod smiling. After lessons I am sick again. Sam was rubbing my back; during lunch I got to eat my lunch half of Sam's and half of King's. He kissed me on the forehead.

2 months later

My stomach is swelling even more, if that's possible, constantly I am complaining about my back hurting and my ankles. I can't even bend over because I feel like I am going to burst!
Today is my second ultra sound to see how my babies are faring. Lisa is here again, we go through the process of rubbing the gel on my tummy again and it seems that they are all fine! My hormones start raging as I think back to when my mum murdered one of the babies. I take a breath and struggle to my feet after being cleaned off. Today, October the 29th is my 17th birthday. As usual my friends are always looking out for me. But today they've been acting off; they have been keeping me busy and away from the gossipy girls in year 9.