Crushed [editing]

Chapter 17

Xander comes home and eat all have the pizza I got, but Ella barley an eat we think she has the flu. So she has a half of a pizza and she goes to lay back down in the couch.

"Xander, do you think we should bring her to the doctors before all of us get sick?." I ask.

"Yeah after dinner." He says.

I get up and put the left overs in the fridge for Xander tomorrow morning for work. I walk up stairs and grab my purse and keys I also grab a sweat shirt and put my charger in my purse just in case we're there all night.

On the way there Ella puked in my car, so Xander starts speeding.
"Xander, stop going so fast." I said.
"I don't like seeing her in pain baby, she like a daughter to me" He said slowing down.
"Yea well I don't want to get into a car accident." I said. He didn't respond and we finally get the hospital. We go in and we tell the girl at the desk and a doctor comes out 10 minutes later.
"Finally." He said.
"Don't be rude, babe." I said.
"Well, Ella is puking over here and the fucking doctor likes to take his sweet ass time." He said.
"I'm very sorry, I have other people." The doctor said.
"It's fine don't listen to him." I said.
"No it's not fucking okay." He said.
"Xander, stop your acting like me when I was in the hospital from my dad and I wanted you to stay. You told me to stop but u didn't." I said.
"I get what you meant now."
We get the the room and sit down. Xander still taking a fit on how long it toke when really it wasn't really that long. They check Ella and she doesn't have the flu it's just a bug that will go away in a week or so. They still give her medicine so it's not contagious. We go home and Ella and I fall asleep on the ride there.

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I wake up around 8:30 and I call Ella's school to tell them she's not coming in, luckily it's a Friday so she's not going to miss that much school. Xander has every weekend off, we usually go camping or swimming something fun but we're just going to have a relaxing weekend and take care of Ella.

"When do we have another appointment for the baby?" He asks.

"In 12 days." I say.

"We will find out the gender right?" He asks while poring oranges juice. I take a sip, then answer is question.

"Hopefully, if the baby doesn't have his or her legs crossed." I say.

"I hope the baby isn't as stubborn as you I wanna know the gender." He says.

"Me to." I say giggling, he walks over to me and hugs me then rubs my belly. He calls the baby little peanut. I think it's so cute seeing him talk to my belly.