Wilmer Valderrma's Daughter

Ch. 9

Demi's pov

The doctors appointment is off to a weird start. Wilmers sitting in a plastic chair next to me, but Ariana is actually sitting between my legs. That would of course be because she doesn't want to be away from me. I'm starting to think it's past the trust thing and sticking next to me because she wants me to protect her. I think she's got separation anxiety. She's become extremely attached to me and I can be a couple feet away from her and she wants to just be held. She'll freak out when she's unaware I'm in the bathroom or she can't see me in a room. Or if she's in a new setting then all she wants is to be held by me. Of course it wouldn't surprise me if she does have separation anxiety. She's out all her trust into me and she's already lost one person she loved so much. I'm sure the second she doesn't see me that scene replays in her head and she's scared. I make her feel better and that's all she knows and understands. So naturally she doesn't want to be away from me.

"Mommy, it's scary in here." She says quietly.

"Come lay next to me." I say.

She carefully crawls up next to me and I wrap my arms around her, "You're ok. Do you remember why we're here?" I ask trying to get her mind distracted.

"Baby!" She cheers.

I smile wide at her excitement, "Yes, and maybe we'll see what's in my tummy. You want a sister or brother?" I ask.

"I don't care mommy! I be happy anyway." She says.

Gosh she's such a good child.

"I will be too." I say.

I watch the door open and a female doctor walks in with a warm smile, "First baby?" She asks.

"Yes." I smile.

She looks at the clipboard that I filled out in the waiting room as I run my fingers through Ariana's hair trying to keep her calm at the new face in the room, "Alright first appointment as well?" She asks.

"It is." I say.

I lean closer to Ariana and move her hair behind her ear, "I think you'll like this doctor, she's going to tell us everything about the baby in mommy's tummy." I whisper.

She looks at me with wide eyes of excitement, "And how far along do you think you are? If you had to guess?" She asks.

I look to Wilmer unsure. Before Ariana was in the house, we were were having sex almost every day. We were pretty active and addicted in a way. We couldn't keep our hands off one another. I really don't know how long I've not had a period. The birth control messed with already. I had been sick a few times on it with cold or once with strep. I do know that it doesn't work when your sick but I don't recall having sex with Wilmer when I was sick. I mean I'm sick, that was the last thing I wanted to do or even crossed my mind.

"4 months at most?" He asks.

"Maybe 4 months. I honestly don't know." I admit looking back at the doctor.

"That will be a good enough estimate. Let's see how the baby is doing. Can you lift your shirt up just under your bra?" She asks.

I catch Ariana send the doctor a rather dirty glare in the corner of my eye and I decide not to address it now. This needs to be explained more at home. I know what the glare is for and I'm not going to talk about Ariana's past and fears for me in this room in front of a doctor and someone she's scared of.

"You want to feel my tummy first Ariana?" I ask aiming for another distraction.

But I don't think the sentence ever was heard by her, she keeps her focus on the doctor as she grabs some gel, "I'm just going to put this on your stomach first. It'll be a little cold. Just a warning." She says.