Protecting Landon

Chapter 5

"Ummm Tristan," I moan as he rubs that spot. His fingers are amazing. "Ahh don't stop," I lean my head back with my eyes closed.

"We've been doing this for 25 minutes my fingers are cramping," he slows down and I look at him like he's crazy.

"Don't stop it's your fault my feet are swollen in the first place," Tristan sat down on his couch and rubbed his fingers together. We are currently at his place coming up with a plan for when the baby is born.

"Well now it's your fault my hands are not functioning."

"Now we're even then," I said turning sideways putting my feet in his lap. "So what are we gonna do when the baby gets here."

"I told you that you can stay here mom doesn't mind."

"I know your mom don't mind but my mom will. I'm his baby and I still didn't tell him," I thought back to when I was going to tell him.

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"Mom I have something to tell you," I said looking at him.

"What's wrong? Are you sick? Did those nasty people at school give you something," you have no idea.

"Mom I'm okay, I just thought maybe one day you'll like to meet my friends," I said. I can't tell him now he'll just cry and then I'll cry then he'll turn into the devil.

"Sure honey I want to talk to those so called friends of yours to see if they are treating you right. Are they treating you nice? Do I have to cut off some fingers? They better not mess with you or they will be missing."

"Mom I promise they're cool they are nice people," I stop mom from coming up with ways to make a body disappear.

"Okay as long as your fine bring them by anytime sweetheart," he says then dad walks into the room shook his head and dragged mom into the kitchen.

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"What's wrong is it the baby," awww that's so adorable. He puts his hands on my belly trying to feel it kick. I can't believe I'm going to be 6 months tomorrow and I didn't tell mom.

"No it's not the baby I was thinking about when I almost told mom. I still don't understand how he don't know I mean I'm huge and it's so hard trying to hide my bump," I rub my hand on my belly feeling a small kick. My eyes got wide and my mouth dropped open. It's the actual first time he kicked me it should've happened months ago but this is a lazy baby. I grabbed Tristan's hand and put it where the baby kicked.

"He don't like me," Tristan pouted when the baby didn't kick. I laughed and the baby kicked. "He's gonna be a mommas boy."

"And who said I'm having a boy I could be having a girl," I crossed my arms across my chest. I think we have enough boys around we need some girls.

"I already know he's a boy because I'm the one that put him in there," he said pointing to my stomach.

"Your crazy I am the one who's actually carrying the baby so I say it's a girl. You don't have Mother's intuition." My hormones are making me crazy.

"Okay you have your mother's thing and I have my nut thing but we'll see who wins this gender debate." He got up and helped me up so I can get me a drink. He drives me crazy I know it's a girl.

"Whatever. So what do you think of the name Ariella."

"That is not a good name for my son it's too girly," still on this I see.

"Well she is a girl so she can have a girly name if she wants to," I drunk my juice and sat at the island while he starts grabbing food from the refrigerator to cook.

"He should have a good boy name like Tristan junior, or Malic something unique."

"How is having your name unique," I raised my eyebrow.

"It just is," he shrugged and cooked some bacon and waffles. I'll let it go for now but she is a girl.

It's about 7:00 p.m. and I feel exhausted. I left Tristan's house about a hour ago and now I'm just ready to sleep the rest of the week. I decided I'm going to avoid mom until I can't anymore. I thought back to earlier today when I was hanging out with Tristan. He's a cool dude you know for a junior. Maybe one day we'll start to develop feelings for each other. I would say it's bound to happen with the baby coming and stuff. We'll be around each other a lot more than we already are and we'll be closer. I know we're going to catch feelings eventually. I think I already have.

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Two and a half months later I feel like I'm about to pop. This is a big baby I don't care what anybody else says. I'm still avoiding mom and I almost got caught one night when he came to my room to check on me.

Me and Tristan are even closer but we're not an actual couple. I mean we hold hands and we hug and we go out a lot but we aren't together together. On the plus side mom met Jake, Maria, and I even introduced Tristan as a friend of course. I know I'm supposed to be avoiding mom but whenever he cornered me he demanded he meet my friends.

Jade is still coming around but we just don't talk like we used to. We would sit and watch tv or go to the mall. I kind of miss her but I have Tristan to distract me from thinking about her. It's harsh but it works. Speaking of Tristan decided to take me to the mall since I'm 8 and a half months pregnant and he don't think I should drive. I know I'm big but I can definitely handle driving wherever I want to go.

Honk Honk

This boy can't even just text me that he's outside now moms gonna be nosy and find out. I hurried and grabbed my wallet, keys and phone and went as fast as I could to his car. When I got in I saw dad looking out the window at us. I swear he knows but doesn't want to deal with what moms gonna do tome and to him when he finds out dad knows.

We arrived at the mall and all I'm thinking about is food.

"I'm so hungry can we go to chick-fil-a before we shop." I looked at him and he led the way. I hate when I walk in the mall and go to the food court and see a long a*s line. I swear they do this on purpose. I sit down after I told Tristan what I wanted.

About 10 minutes later he came back with my food and shake. As I was eating I saw him looking at me from time to time.

"What? I'm pregnant so I can eat how I want," I said shoving fries in my mouth. He grabbed my shake and drunk about half of it with his deepthroat. I gave him that look like are you dumb.

"Don't look at me like that we did way more than swap spit before so me drinking some of your drink ain't a problem," I blushed when I thought about what he said and turned my head looking at the people just sitting down.

"Okay let's go shopping," I grabbed my bag and threw it away and we walked to foot locker. "These are cute but it's not gonna fit me for a long while," I rub my belly hoping that I'll be able to get back into my regular shoes a few days after I have the baby.

"That is cute you should get it I'm sure you'll be able to fit them after the baby's born," Tristan came up behind me and I looked at him and the shoes. I think I'll stick to slides for now. After we left foot locker we walked around and saw a baby store. We walked in and I was looking at things for the baby while Tristan went to the other side of the store.

"That is a cute onesie," a sales lady said she looks at least 20 years old, "how far along are you."

"I'm eight and a half months," I said looking at the gray onesie with a little animal on the top.

"Congratulations I wish you well," she said and a customer walked towards her asking for help.

I rubbed my fingers on the onesie deciding I would get it. When I reached the register I saw that Tristan was gathering stuff he got for the baby.

"Seriously I hope you didn't buy all boy stuff," I said placing the onesie down for the cashier.

"I didn't it's mostly gender neutral and what we don't need we can save for later," he said and I blushed. He basically just said we were going to have another kid in the future.

"Whatever lets go I'm tired," I payed for the onesie and we left the mall.