Just Roomates ~Colby Brock~

Part 9

March 13th 2018.

Baby's been kicking me in all the worst spots.

I think I've puked more times today then I have since I was a month pregnant.

And my bladder.

It's like it's constantly running like a faucet.

And my head hurts.

"Do you want anything?" Colby asks.

I shake my head.

"If I need anything, I'll get it myself," I say.

"I know, but I don't want you to strain. Just stay in bed and watch tv. Text me if you need anything," he says.

"I'm fine Colby," I groan.

"Please just text me, I don't wanna fight," he says.

"We're not fighting. Stop babying me. I'm fine," I say.

"I'm not going to argue anymore. Do whatever," he says.

He kisses my head and leaves the room.

I groan and rub my face.

I can't even be mad.

He's looking out for baby and I.

I grab the remote and flip through the channels.

To prevent anymore fighting I'll just stay in bed.

My phone rings, so I answer.

"Hallå?" I say.

"You sound real cheery today," Danica says.

"Yeah, I'm sicker then ever today and I fought with Colby," I admit.

"Oh, what about?" She asks.

"He wants me to stay in bed and text him if I need anything, I told him to stop babying me," I reply.

"Well he's not wrong Sas. It'll be better for you to not be on your feet. And it doesn't help that you are stubborn," she says.

"Yeah, I know. That's why I'm going to stay in bed," I say.

"Good, you deserve to relax," she says.

"So anyway, I wanted to tell you something," she says.

"Huh? What's up?" I ask.

"I met a guy," she says.

"Oh really? What's his name?" I ask.
"David, he's from Sweden," she says.

"Really? That's exciting," I say.

"Yeah, he's really sweet," she sighs.

"How'd you meet?" I ask.

"Home Depot, he works at the paint department," she says.

"Awe, that's cute I guess," I say.

"Oh shut up, we all can't have babies with internet famous people. And besides David's a hottie," she says.

I chuckle.

"You have me there, but I believe you. So whens the wedding?" I joke.

"When's yours?" She responds.

"Touche," I mutter.

"Okay, I gotta go. I have a date with David!" She exclaims.

"Have fun, and use protection," I chuckle.

"Ugh don't tell me how to live!" She groans playfully.

She hangs up.

I roll my eyes and set my phone down.