Perfect Little Accidents

Chapter 22

"Bath time," Frank cooed.

Cherry cried as we gave them baths but Lily was a bit more calm. I smiled as I cleaned them up before bundling Lily up in her little duck towel with the hood. She yawned and I smiled, kissing her forehead.

"It's not so bad, babygirl," Frank said softly. "You don't need to fuss."

I smiled, kissing Frank's cheek. I went upstairs and got Lily into a diaper and into a white bodysuit and a little frilly pink skirt. Frank came up with her sister and dressed her into matching clothes but with a purple skirt instead.

"Cuties!" He exclaimed, showering them in kisses.

"Hey, I was thinking that I was gonna go on a jog," I said.

"Is that safe?" He asked nervously.

"Yeah, I gave birth three weeks ago and I can start going back to exercising again," I said. "I just have to remember to take it slow and easy."

"Alright, sweetheart, just be careful," he said. "And it's pretty hot out so make sure you bring a water bottle."

I nodded, pulling on a pair of shorts. I put on an exercise tank top and went downstairs, grabbing a water bottle. I put in my earbuds and walked outside. I played music and jogged around, making sure to take it nice and slow. I didn't go to far before I stopped outside of a supermarket. A car pulled up and I went to run away before I saw it was Mr. Iero.

"What are you doing out here all alone?" He asked.

"Just jogging," I said, trying to catch my breath.

It was a lot harder than I thought it would be to start exercising again, my legs were already sore and I had a hard time catching my breath.

"I was just about to go home," he said. "You want a ride back the rest of the way?"

"Yes please," I said.

I got into the passenger seat and sighed quietly as I relaxed back against the seat. We were halfway back when I felt his hand reach over to rest on my thigh. I let out a soft whimper, my stomach twisting with nausea.

"I can't wait until we can go back to Wisconsin," he said. "I think you're really gonna like it there."

I nodded slowly, not even being able to form words from how scared I was at this moment. We got to the house and I hurried upstairs.

"Hey, Baby, you okay?" Frank asked.

"Y-yeah, I'm just...I just need a shower," I said.

He nodded and gave me a soft kiss. I went to the bathroom and got into the shower. I took a nice, long, hot shower. I didn't get out until my fingers were all pruny. I wrapped a towel around myself and headed back to the bedroom. I changed into a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt.

"Baby, are you sure you're okay?" Frank asked. "You look a little pale."

"I'm fine, it's just hot out," I said. "C-can I have a glass of ice water?"

"Yeah, of course, you just lay down," Frank said.

I nodded, sitting on the bed against the headboard. He came back upstairs with a glass of water and I let out a little sigh of relief.

"Alright, I've gotta go to work," he said. "Thankfully it's my last day working. I promise I'll be back soon. Mom is at my grandpa's but call her if you aren't feeling well. My dad is downstairs too if you need help."

He caressed my cheek gently and frowned.

"You don't feel warm but you look sick," he said. "I'll leave the trash can next to you just in case you need it."