Baby Bump (butchercup)

Chapter 3

"Don't be so rude about it," I pouted.

Blossom still looked so shocked that it kinda hurt, bubbles tried to hold back her laughter but even with the polite but not polite enough gesture I still felt like shit.

"You are married?"

"I swear if you ask me that one more time, I will slit your throat."

I know...I know.
It's kinda surprising for you guys too. Well I grew up, I remember my high school days, while other girls were planning on attracting their prince charming; I was planning on attracting a gangsta.
Why? You might ask, let me quote gangsta by kehlani.
'I need a gangsta to love me better than all the others do. To always forgive me rather die with me that's just what gangsters do.'

Well the lyrics of the song isn't why I wanted a gangsta; the main reason was I didn't believe in love...or... I was afraid of love.
You see I was and am different from my besties. While bubbles read romantic novels and blossom helped juniors or killed guys with her awesome looks; I was on the soccer field or in the gym. I wasn't into girly stuff, probably because of my background.

Well, I lived with two brothers, my dad was a tough intimidating man, I loved my dad so I loved hanging out with him and most of his manly nature rubbed off on me. I was around boys almost 24/7 and they were my brother's (note:boys are gross) so I joined in on their grossness, I didn't care what I wore since I didn't have any sister to tell me how bad I looked and if I had asked my brothers they would either:
Laugh to my face
Or
Say I look great just to get out of giving me fashion advice.
Or
Say I look terrible just to spite me.
And I wouldn't dare ask my mom, cause she is 90% pure dirtiness. You might think I get my dirty mind from my dad but its actually from my mom, don't trust her cute face.

Another reason, I always wanted a bad boy for a lover...I mean who doesn't love a bad boy.
Then it kinda started becoming painful when strangers confused me with being a guy. OMG...I hated that a lot most importantly I hated when I heard my brothers snickering at the comment, sometimes they would laugh so loudly just so it could it could hurt me more than it already has.

Thirdly or fourthly...I'm not really keeping count.
I realized people wont actually fear me because I looked like a boy but they would look at me as a creep, trust me when I say that I didn't care, but its just that they always found it in there best interest to pick on me.

I later on realized that I will rather walk into a place and make guys especially girls go 'damn, she's hot' than 'ugh! Creep let's make unintelligent comments while we walk past her loud enough for her to hear'
Ooh ooh I got a very good reason for my change. Drum roll please...Girls think am gay. That is the most embarrassing of all. I don't have a thing against lesbians but just imagine how awkward the situation would be when the girl you have known for almost...am not gonna be specific cause I don't want you to think it has happened to me even though it has...not, i'm ready to talk about that part of my life.
Anyway, when a girl you have known tells you she is a lesbian and she has feelings for you then you have to turn her down. That's not even the worst part.
The memories that you guys had together, you start seeing what was just a friendly gesture to you; realising now that it was a not so friendly gesture to her. Gross.

Blossom still snickered, "I'm gonna have so much fun looking at your wedding photos."

Bubbles punched her arm, "trust me, you are gonna be so surprised."

"I know, c'mon seeing BC in a dress, not common."

Blossom looked at our faces a little confused at the crazy smile that crept up our faces, then realization hit her. "This b**ch, No you didn't."

"Yes she did." Mrs danver chuckled.

Blossom frowned, "way to suck the fun out of everything."

I just shook my head, "And there's another thing too."

All heads turned to me, this was something no one knew about but me and my doctor.

My hands immediately went to my ears as I announced, "I'm pregnant."

As exepected their screams filled the room. I wasn't shocked by Mrs. Danver screaming like a teenager, she was like this cool mom who can stoop so low just to hangout with us, she's cool that way. The coolest mom I have ever met, probably cooler than my mom but am never gonna admit to that.

I took my hands out of my ears, "two months now."

"I'm so happy for you." Mrs danver cooed, reaching over her daughter for my hand.

"Took long enough," Bubbles said. "Does butch know?"

I glared at her and she smiled unaffected by my scary face that could make most men cry. "No, he doesn't, I don't know how to tell him."

At the latter, Blossom was smiling mischievous and I resigned myself to self loathing.

"I have an idea." When Blossom has that smile on her face, have your pastor on speed dial because you're about to hear things that requires your whole being cleansed in holy water after.

"We are all ears."

"OK here's how its gonna go down," she started, lowering her tone and gesticulating dramatically. "When the lights in your bedroom are dim but not too dim just the right sexy dim to put him in the mood, you get in your most sexy dark green lingerie, the hot AF one, you know he loves dark green so he won't be able to control himself from ripping it off you, you know the lingerie am talking about right, sexy soft cotton sweetheart neck type that totally lifts your boobs and gives it this beautiful to look at shape under this sexy robe that spells out 'f*cking just woke and I look so damn sexy* and underwear that could make a dead man come back to life to whoop that ass."

"Blossom," I groaned, her description was vivid. And vivid meant I could visualize myself and that meant I was making a stop at Butch's work place. "I want to tell my husband am pregnant not make his d*ck explode."

"Party pooper." She rolled her eyes but moved on, "so like get in front of a mirror all sexy, admiring your tummy and you'll ask," she tried mimicking me which I found insulting while Bubbles and Mrs Danver found hilarious, "does my tummy look bigger? He is probably gonna walk up to you saying 'no just perfect' then you'll go 'its gonna be huge 7months from now' then this smile would creep up his face and you'll nod then he will twirl you till you both land on the bed and you both can make love till the sun sets."

"Don't you mean till the sun rises?" Bubbles asked innocently.

Blossoms eyebrows rose seductively and mischievously, I could imagine her going 'muah muah muah' in her head.
"No, I mean till the sun sets." I could even hear a low growl escape her mouth.

We all sighed at the same time, "your story is the most-"

"Seductive-"

"Man wanting-"
Mrs dancer and bubbles backed me up.
"-thing I have ever heard, hell no if you think am gonna tell butch that way, but hell yes to doing that shit."

"I'm too old for this, I mean blossom c'mon, you got me sweating..."

"So...?"

"Down there."

"Ooh...eew." We sounded in unison.

"But I really want boomer right now."

"Yeah, me too." I blurted out.
They all looked at me shocked.
"I mean butch, I want butch."
A sigh of relief left there mouths.
Damn, this girls are crazy.
Hey...third chappie so glad I could write this.
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