Hey y'all ❤️ school started back up and I have been SWAMPED with school work so I'll try my best for timely updates. I love you all and thanks for reading ❤️
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The past few months have consisted of me craving sweets at the most random times, Niall and I putting together the nursery, Emily and Louis bugging me about the sex of the baby, Harry working double the hours he's used to, and Gemma getting sicker and sicker by the day.
"Gem?" I say knocking on her bathroom door. The toilet flushes before the lock is turned and she exits the bathroom holding tissues to her nose.
"Another nose bleed?"
"As usual," she sighs as she turns off the light. She coughs a few time before laying back in her bed applying pressure to her nose.
"I'll be in my room finishing up some papers, you holler if you need me, okay? Niall's working in the nursery and my appointment isn't until four, so you just yell if you need anything."
"I will, darling. Thank you," she says giving me a smile. I nod and return one before closing her door and entering back into my room. I begin on my last history paper and finish it before long, starting on my last sociology paper.
There's a knock on the door and Emily peeks in.
"Vi-Vi?"
"Yeah, Em? You okay?" I ask setting my computer to the side. She comes into the room and crawls into bed with me.
"Gemma's crying again, Vi-Vi. It's making me sad to hear her crying."
"I know, baby, I know. It makes me sad too, but like we talked about, Gemma's sick and sometimes when we get really sick it makes us sad because we don't want to feel bad."
"Yeah, like the other day when my belly hurted, I was sad."
"Yeah, like the other day. But we made it through, right? We got better?"
"Mhm, I got better when you gave me medicines. Is Harry giving Gemma medicines?"
"Harry is. Gemma has special medicines that the doctors give her to help her get better. Gemma's really sick, baby, so it takes a lot of medicines and a lot of time for her to get better."
"Is Gemma ever gonna get better?" She asks with a sniffle.
"No, baby, I don't think she is. The doctors say she's really sick, so she may not get better."
"Is she gonna die?"
"Oh, Em," I say pulling her against my chest.
"Everyone goes to heaven some time, right? We all go to heaven, sometimes some young and sometimes old, but we get through the sad times because of family and friends, remember?"
"I remember. I love our family Vi-Vi, I love them lots," she tells me and I smile.
"How about we all go out for ice cream tonight, as a family," I propose. She smiles with a rapid head nod before going to 'help' Niall in the nursery.
I finish my paper and in no time it's nearing the time for my second doctors appointment.
"Niall, baby, you ready?" I ask stepping into the nursery.
"Oh, babe, it looks awesome!" I say happily looking over the bright yellow room.
"You like? I think the yellow looks awesome, and it'll go good with blue or pink," he says patting the finished crib before standing.
