Somebody kissing my back to back woke me up. I saw Trever laying next to me smiling. I smiled. That's how you wake a bitch up or wake them up by giving them some head. But why is he waking me up? I don't work today. "Good morning baby.", he said.
Trever been here for about a month now and I love living with him.
He been bringing me food and snacks from work. He been going to the store for me at damn near 3 in the morning even when he gotta go to work. He been holding my hair up and rubbing my back every time I throw up when he's here, every single time. He been dealing with my mood swings amazingly. I swear I love this boy.
I'm two months today and I'm already ready to pop this baby out. I think our baby gone be fat cause I'm a little bit bigger than a normal 2 month pregnant woman.
"Good morning.", I said.
"It's time to get ready for your appointment." Oh yeah, I forgot that I had an appointment today.
"Okay."
"Imma take you to IHOP afterwards.", he said. I got a big ass goffy ass smile on my face.
"Okay.", I said. He kissed me again then left. I got out of bed and ran to the bathroom and threw up. He came and held up my hair and rubbed my back.
After I was done I flushed the toilet and he helped me up. I brushed my teeth and he left.
After I was done brushing my teeth I went to my room and got my stuff for my shower then went and took a shower.
...
"Trever!", I called.
"Hmm?", he asked walking into my room.
"I don't feel like doing my hair."
"I got you baby."
"I already put everything in my hair.", I said as he parted my hair. This isn't the first time Trever did my hair. I showed him how to a little bit before we got together. When ever I didn't feel like doing my hair and Cali was busy I'd call him. If he wasn't busy he'd come and do my hair.
I closed my eyes as he brushed my hair into two ponytails. When I opened my eyes he was putting one of my ponytails into a bun. After that one he did the other.
I saw my daddy leaning on my dresser looking at us and smiling. I remember when he used to do my hair. "All done.", Trever said.
"Thank you.", I said.
"You're welcome.", he said before leaving. I turned around and looked at my daddy.
"What?", I asked smiling.
"I'm happy you got a boy that treat you right.", he said.
"Me too."
...
She's doing the ultrasound now. "Why do it look like there's two?", I asked.
"Two?", she asked.
"Yeah, one is hiding behind the other one. Baby you see it?", I asked Trever.
"No.", he said after looking at the screen real good. The baby moved and showed two. "I see it now."
"It looks like you're having twins.", she said. My eyes got big.
"Twins?!", I asked.
"Yup.", she said. Oh shit.
...
Trever looked at me as I ordered my food for some reason. I don't know why he know I eat a lot.
After I ordered he did then she left. "What?", I asked.
"Baby you're so beautiful. Your eyes, your smile, everything about you is just beautiful.", he said. I smiled.
"Thank you babe. So what do you think about us having twins?"
"I mean I'm even more scared than before but I'm even more happy than before too if that's even possible."
"Me too.", I said.
"What do you think your dad will say?", he asked.
"I don't even know. I don't think he'll be mad or anything."
"Good, good." We talked as the waitress sat out drinks down. We continued to talk until the waitress brought our food out out then we ate and talked.
While we were eating and talking somebody cleared their throat. We looked and it's Britney. I rolled my eyes. "Hey Trever.", she said looking at him. She looked at me. "Olivia."
"Britney.", I said.
"Can we help you?", Trever asked.
"I just wanted to thank you for being there for me the other night, I really needed that.", she said. I looked at Trever. "If there's ever anything I can do for you, and I mean anything, just let me know.", she said before walking away.
"What is she talking about Trever?", I asked.
"The other night she called me talking about killing herself-"
"What the fuck that gotta do with you Trever?"
"Baby I don't want nobody to kill themselves. I promise nothing happened, I just talked to her and took her off the bridge.", he said.
"The bridge?", I asked confused.
"She was gonna jump."
"I don't want you talkin' to her again."
"I won't I promise.", he said.
"I'm serious. Block her on everything.", I said.
"I'll do it once we get home. Are you mad at me?"
"Something like that, not that much."
"I'll make it up to you."
...
Trever got me a big ass jar of pickles and a big tub of ice cream now he's rubbing my feet. I swear I love my boyfriend. "Baby I'm sorry for talking to her. I just didn't want her to hurt herself.", he said. I just looked at him. His heart is too big. I guess that's one of the reasons I love him so I have to deal with it.
"I understand but I don't want you talking to her.", I said.
"It won't happen again."
"It better not."
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Olivia's Story
Novela JuvenilOlivia from The Thick Girl series is now 16 years old. She has PTSD, an abusive step dad, and gets bullied at school. See how she attempts to cope with life.