Mel's POV
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Once I woke up the next morning, I took the time to just lie there, thinking about what I would do today, or if I would just do nothing at all. The only person I am thinking about is Shawn, and there really is no stopping it, but there is putting it off. The girls crept into my room, and they both jumped on my bed, scaring me awake from being half-asleep.
"Mummy, mummy, mummy," They both said.
I wanted to cry at how much they sounded like both me and Shawn.
"What babies?" I said, and they stopped jumping.
"We want to do a lemonade stand," Andy said, and I smiled.
"Can we, can we, can we?" Alice said, and I just smiled even wider.
"That's great girls! Tell you what," I said, sitting up as they both cuddled beside of me. "We will go get everything for a lemonade stand, and I can help you guys set up."
That's when they screamed.
They both ran out of the room, and I got up from my bed. I walked to my closet, putting on a pair of sweats and yes, one of Shawn's old T-shirts that he left. The smell of his shirt overwhelmed my nose, and I closed my eyes. I tried to think of all our good memories of four years being together. But everything comes back to our big fight yesterday.
"Come on mummy!" I hear Alice calling.
I laugh, slipping on my shoes. There were going to be four in a few short weeks, and Shawn wasn't going to be here. I slowly walk to the door before stopping. I felt nauseous like I was going to be sick. I tried to push it aside.
I was going to have some fun today.
I walked downstairs with the girls to the basement, and we got one of our fold-out tables. We brought it upstairs and set it by the door.
Afterward, we found some yellow and white paper and did some arts and crafts. While I found marker and crayons, the girls tried to fold and tape the paper. They made a sign that said 'Andi an Alice Lemonaid 50 sents' and I laughed. They may have spelt some things wrong, but that's what makes it cute. I helped them tape the sign on the table and make a shade for them while they sat outside in the sun.
After the whole stand was finished, I made some lemonade in two different pitchers and pulled some styrofoam cups. I set them all on the counter and moved the table outside. it wasn't too windy, but I brought some chairs for them too. Once I set it up, they sat on the stools, and I watched Alice bring out their huge jar. I smiled, walking back inside to bring out the cups and lemonade. Once that was done, I sat next to them so I could keep an eye on them, and They had their whole routine down.
They greeted the people, and kindly gave them lemonade, and I walked back inside one or two times, refilling the lemonade pitchers. Once we ran out of lemonade, we stopped the sale, and I helped bring everything back inside. Mostly I did everything.
Once we got back inside and put everything away, the girls sat down to watch some television while I made them some lunch. I let them eat, and I went to use the bathroom. As I sat down, I reached for a box of tampons and saw that they were unopened.
Why haven't I used them?
I pulled out my phone and looked at my calendar. I missed my feminine cycle for three whole weeks. Then I only thought of one thing. Three weeks ago, me and Shawn had sex, so this could only mean one thing.
I quickly reached into the cabinet under the sink and saw an unopened box of pregnancy tests, and I quickly opened them and took one. I waited for five minutes then saw two lines on the screen.
No.
I took another one. Positive.
No, no, no.
I took the last one. Positive.
Shit. No, dammit this can't be happening.
That jackass got me pregnant. Shawn Peter Raul Mendes got me pregnant AGAIN.
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I AM SORRY FOR THIS, I HAD NOTHING BETTER TO THINK OF.
IM SORRY YOU WAITED SOOOOOOO LONG, I'VE BEEN SUUUUPER BUSY.
Now melony is pregnant, again! WHAT WAS I THINKING?!
I WRITE ABSOLUTE SHIT.
ANYWAYS, LOVE YOU GUYS MASSIVELY!!
Until next time my little lions -- xoxo
-Em
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