To say Jason wasn't charming would be a lie. He was a great athlete, he actually cared, and he had my back. I use pass tense words because he was all those things. After the accident and him almost dying, he changed. He is aggressive towards his friends, not towards me though. He quit the basketball team, but stayed on the football team. He also is distant now. Which after I found our I was pregnant with Jason's kid, meant nothing but trouble.
"Grayson, how's Jason?" I frowned and looked at my younger, adopted, brother Damian.
"How's John?" Damian gave me a look like he was going to punch me.
"Damian, no punching me!" I got up and stepped back. He stepped closer raising his fist.
"Tim!" I yelled and ducked as Damian swung. He tripped over me and landed on his face. Tim came running in with our adopted dad Bruce.
"Damian, no hitting Dick while he's pregnant," our dad sighed and sat down. Damian rubbed his forehead and got up. He walked past me and sat down next to our dad.
"Thanks dad," he nodded at me and read the newspaper while he drank coffee. I sighed and checked the time.
"Shoot," I ran to my room and grabbed my backpack.
"Come on Tim and sadly Damian," I said as I grabbed my car keys. Tim walked beside me while Damian walked behind us. When we got to the car me and Tim got in and waited for Damian. Once he got in we drove off. I dropped Damian off at the middle school then drove me and Tim to the high school. I got out along with Tim and walked for the high school. I was walking when someone grabbed my wrist and jerked me back. I yelped and looked at Jason.
"Dick?" Tim had turned around and now was beside me.
"Leave him alone Jason!" Tim yelled as Jason just looked at me.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Jason let my wrist go and crossed his arms. I frowned and crossed my arms as well.
"And What would that be?" I frowned and backed up until I felt my car window on my back.
"Hmmm. Let's see. The fact that your carrying my kid?!" Jason yelled which caused both me and Tim to jump. Jason sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"Sorry," he frowned and looked at me.
"Were you ever going to tell me?" I thought for a moment then nodded.
"Yes, I just didn't want to tell you right away. I knew you get mad and yell at me," I watched as Jason's face went from anger to sadness.
"I'm not mad at you, Dick, I'm honestly just shocked," I nodded. I was too when I found out. My entire family was.
"Your not mad?" Jason shook his head and smiled slightly.
"No Dick, I mean come on. We're going to be parents," I nodded and calmed down a bit. I looked at where Tim was to see he had left.
After that, Jason went back to his old way. Being that we had only about four weeks left in high school, seeing as to it was our senior year, it went by fast. Plus Jason purposed after our graduation ceremony, which I said yes to. The pregnancy went smoothly too, though Jason about shit himself when we found out it was twins. When I reached about eight months I started getting sick and I just couldn't shake it. Jason was so scared he would lose me or the babies.
"Dick, You should be resting," Jason pleaded as he helped me to the kitchen.
"Jason, I'm fine, I just am throwing up and coughing a little," I stated with a hoarse voice.
"Dick, your doctor said you are in bed rest, it's for the good of the babies and You!" I frowned and coughed.
"Jason, for the last time, I'm fine!" I coughed even harder and mentally cussed.
"Dick, you threw up blood the other day, your not fine!" I frowned and walked into the kitchen. Alfred and Tim were cooking while dad and Damian read them a recipe.
"Woah, Dick. Shouldn't you be in bed?" I frowned as I looked at my dad. He walked to me and put the back of his hand to my forehead.
"Your burning up. Dick. Go back to bed," I frowned and looked at Jason. He crossed his arms and stuck out his tung.
"You too Jason, If your Fiancé has to suffer so do you," I smirked at Jason as my dad said that. My dad chuckled and rubbed my head like he used to do when I was a kid.
"Now go, Damian or Tim will bring up your dinners," I nodded and slowly walked out of the kitchen. Jason followed me and pouted. We started walking up the stairs and he was still pouting.
"Jason, stop pouting," I chuckled softly. Jason looked away and looked like he was a kid pouting.
"JasoON," I gasped midway through saying his name as a pain made itself apparent. He looked at me and quickly helped me back down the stairs. I rubbed my stomach and bit my lip as I watched it. The babies shifted lower, when they stopped moving I felt a more intense pain shot through my body like a bullet. Jason ran out of the room and into the kitchen. He returned minuets later with my dad and Tim. I looked at my dad with a pained look.
"Ah, Jason get Dick to the car. Tim go get the hospital bag, Damian!" My dad shouted the for Damian when Damian and Alfred walked out with worried looks.
"Alfred, can you drive Dick and Jason to the hospital? Damian go help Jason with the hospital bags," Damian nodded and ran off. Jason pulled me to my feet then picked me up. I cringed and cussed under my breath.
"Language Dick," I glared at Jason as he carried me to the car. Since it was a bigger car Jason set me on the floor and sat behind me rubbing my back. I leaned against him and threw my head back when a contraction hit. My dad got in the back seat and sat beside me. Tim and Damian got in as well. Dad watched me as Alfred started to Drive.
"Oh shit," I said aloud and looked up at my dad. He looked at me confused then looked between my legs to see it all wet.
"Alfred, pick up the speed. His water just broke," It didn't take long to get to the hospital after that. Once we stopped Jason picked me up and pulled me out of the car. He carried me to the hospital and through it all while I had my eyes shut. Once we got to the room the nurse made everyone but Jason stay outside as I changed. Jason helped me into bed. After that we were alone for what felt like hours. The pain kept coming back even more intense. Then I had to push. The doctor hadn't come in yet, but when Jason ran out of the room and ran to the nurses station. I knew it was too late. When Jason came back with four nurses I was panting and holding one of the babies. She was all bloody and she was screaming. One of the nurses grabbed her after Jason cut the cord. Not long after that the second was here. He was silent, but breathing. After we were all cleaned up we were taken to a different room. Me and Jason got the twins and my family came in.
"Dick you did it," my dad smiled as he walked to the side of my bed. He looked down at the baby boy in my arms. I nodded and smiled.
"So What you going to name them dick?" I looked at Tim and thought for a moment.
"Ummm well Hanna for the girl and maybe Blake for the boy?" I looked Jason as he nodded. I smiled and looked down at the boy.
"Hi Blake," I smiled and looked at my dad. I chuckled and looked around at everyone. Tim and Damian were talking with Jason about Hanna and Alfred stood beside my dad. This was my family. And I wouldn't trade it for the world.
