I wake up and see August still sleeping at my left. I sit up and rub my stomach. I it's still hard to believe I'm carrying two lives in there. They'll be here soon I'm already nine months.
I watch August as he sleeps. He's just so...perfect. I'm feel so lucky to have him.
Not to long later August wakes up.
"Goodmorning." I say.
He smiles at me. I reach down and kiss him.
"I love you." He says breaking the kiss.
"Love you too." I say. "You wanna go get breakfast?" I ask.
"Yeah. Get ready."
"Okay." I say getting up. I go grab my Nike sandals and my purse. Just as I was about to tell August I was ready, I felt water trickle down my leg. I laugh out loud.
"Aug l, you won't believe it." I say.
"What?" He says looking at me.
"My water just broke." I say smiling.
He freaks out. "Are you fuckin serious?" He asks.
"Yes!"
"Then why the hell are you laughing?"
"Because that's how I feel! Now, will you take me to the hospital do I can have your babies and we can eat breakfast there."
He stands up and walks towards me. He looks down at me and kisses my lips. I grab his shirt and pull him as close as my stomach will let me. His hands slide down to my butt.
"Not now, August! I have to give birth! Now let's go."
Short? I know. I did that on purpose. Tell me if I should keep it or trash it, kay?
xoxo
~India
