13/31 (Kinda On Hold)

XXVIII: The Sound Of Your Body

A/N: Sorry for the lack of updating on time yesterday. My personal life has been a complete shit show since Monday & I haven't been able to pull myself together emotionally or physically. I'm in a terrible state of mind at the moment & don't know when I'll be back to my normal self. It may take a while, so if I'm not actively replying, it's because honestly..I just don't care about anything right now. I'm holding onto a very, very small sliver of hope right now and am trying my best to keep composure & sanity. Wednesday on the other hand, is seemingly busy as well. I haven't spoken to her much since Monday, due to the personal events I'm going through. Though, I know she tries to get on as much as possible. If anything, she'll be the more active one on this account until I can recover to the best of my abilities. I apologize once again for the lack of an update yesterday & thank you in advance for understanding I have demons that I'm facing & trying to defeat currently. You guys mean so much to us & we love you dearly. Now to your, sorta, regularly scheduled upload. Enjoy.
-MamaHorror

I stood up from the bed, I begin to feel a slight ache in my lower back, which I simply attribute to a long night.

"You okay, doll?" Chris looks at me, noticing my discomfort.

I clutch my stomach, and take a deep breath, "yes, just a back ache."

"Are you sure? You shouldn't be clutching your stomach for a back ache."

"Force of habit," I dismiss, when in all honesty, I feel it in my abdomen as well.

"Scarlett," he warns. "Do not lie to me."

I move my hand away, and stand up from the bed, facing Chris. "I am not lying to you. I'm going to go take a shower."

"Fine," he groaned laying back down and rolling over.

I sigh, walking away and into the bathroom. I reach over to the handle, turning on the water, and step underneath. The near-scalding hot water does little to ease the ache, but feels better than nothing.

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The ache begins to grow into a real pain, and after standing in the shower for over an hour, I want nothing more than to lay down. After exiting the shower, I come to find Chris is no longer in the bedroom.

I sigh to myself, walking over to the closet, but as a tight clenching stabs through my abdomen, I have to stop and grab onto the doorway. I stand there, breathing heavily and in horrible pain, which subsides back into an ache after a few moments.

I pull on a pair of comfy sweatpants, my underclothes, and one of Chris' shirts. I slowly make my over to the bed, laying down, and curling up with the blanket. Nosferatu mewls from beside me, and rubs his head against my back. The gesture is comforting, but seconds later another cramp bursts through my body. I clench onto the blanket, believing it to simply be the babies moving or something else.

I close my eyes, attempting to sleep, but as the random attacks of cramps of increasing tension and agony take over. I can barely move, trying desperately to relax. My water hasn't broken, at least that I've noticed, and I'm still several weeks away from my due date.

I begin to cry, the pain becoming agonizing and unbearable. And internally I can hope and beg for it to stop, and that nothing has gone wrong.

I cry out for Chris, in between whimpers and cries.

"What? What's wrong?" I run into the room Scarlett was in.

"It hurts...so much," she whimpers.

"Contractions?"

"It's t-oo early." She suddenly cries out loudly in pain.

"Fuck," I breathe out, going to Scarlett's side. "You can't walk can you?"