Murder Was the Case They Gave Me (frerard)

Chapter 16

Double update

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"So, do you want to know the gender?" Dr. Urie asked.

"No, not until Frank comes back," I said.

"When is he coming back?" He asked. "We can set another appointment if you'd like."

"I don't know yet," I mumbled. "I-I had a dream that I was having a boy."

"Congratulations," Dr. urie said. "There's a fifty percent chance you're right. If you win you get a baby, if you lose you still get a baby."

I couldn't help but smile softly. "But in the dream you wrote down the gender and put it in an envelope so I could open it with Frank whenever he got home. Can you do that?"

"Yes, let me just go get an envelope from the front desk," he said.

He left and I sighed, squeezing Mikey's hand. I was still upset with him but we've made amends. Although Pete was still a sore subject.

"What are you hoping for?" Mikey asked.

"I don't care," I mumbled. "I'm just glad to be having this baby at all."

"I hope it's a boy," he said.

"Why?" I asked.

"So you can name him Michael after the coolest uncle in the world," he stated.

I chuckled softly and he smiled, squeezing my hand.

Brendon came back, writing something down that I looked away from and Mikey tried to peek at. He sealed the envelope and smiled.

"Remember to try and sleep on your side," he said. "Congratulations, I hope I get to meet Frank soon."

I smiled softly, wiping my stomach from the gel. God, I was getting so big. Even with baggy hoodies it was hard to hide it. Maybe it just looked like I was chubby.

"So, I'll see you soon, hopefully with Frank next time," he said.

I nodded my head, a sad smile on my face as I stood up, fixing my clothes and putting the envelope in my pocket.

"I-I have a question before I leave," I said. "Will you be the one giving me my c-section?"

"I will," he said. "I didn't used to but most men are more comfortable with me because they know me. Also, one time there was this incident with this pregnant man named Riley. The doctor giving the c-section thought he was a girl but when he found out he wasn't, he refused to do the operation and everything just got fucked up."

I nodded slowly, holding Mikey's hand as we walked out. We went out to the car and started driving home. I felt a jerk in my stomach and my eyes widened. I've felt the baby kick once or twice but this wasn't a kick. Their kicks were like small taps because they weren't very big or strong yet. It felt almost like a jolt or a spasm and it happened a few more times.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I think my baby has the hiccups," I said, my eyes watering as I smiled.

I laughed softly and rested a hand over my stomach.

"I read that babies can start hearing things outside of the womb during the second trimester," I said. "And during, like, the last ten weeks they can actually understand you and it can help with, like, speech and stuff like that. And even after the birth the baby can detect the mother's voice over other people's. Of course in this case it's the father's voice."

Mikey smiled, pulling into the driveway. He gave a wave to Pete, who was still sitting in his car. I could still feel the baby hiccuping inside me and I smiled.