I Have A Kid?! An Ashley Purdy Fanfiction COMPLETED

Chapter 10

It's been three months since finding out Lynda's pregnant. She's having all kinds of doubts, but I know she's doing great. Making sure she takes her vitamins is the hardest. I hear the familiar sound of vomiting coming from our bathroom, the morning sickness hasn't been too kind. I make my way over and pull her hair back gently, causing her to jump.

"The doctor said the morning sickness should pass by next month babe."

"I'm sick of it... I'm tired of being sick like this.."

"It's only for a couple more weeks, I know you can do it."

Her mood swings are so unpredictable, constantly having to watch what I say not make her mad. Her anger scares the living shit out of me.

"You caused this! Five fucking months of being fat!"

She pushed me against the wall, with only inches of space between us. Then, as if on cue, her lips crashed against mine.

"Babe you're not fat. You're carrying our child. I know you're beautiful no matter how you look."

She closed the lid on the toilet and flushed it, standing up. I was directly behind her, just in case she decided to collapse.

"You're just saying that. I'm fucking disgusting."

Ugh.. her moodswings will be the death of me. But I just have to bear it a little longer. "You're not disgusting, you're perfect. Now and forever. It's just your hormones."

Then a sharp sting from a slap across my face. I saw it coming. Starr watched it happen, and started laughing. I'm still shocked every time she slaps me.

"What'd you say this time? She's ruthless dad!"

"Oh shut up. She's like a ticking time bomb. So just don't say anything to upset her."

"You wanted another kid. And what the fuck is she eating?"

I looked over to see her dip a marshmallow in mustard. The thought of it made me almost throw up. Her cravings are so weird..

"Mustard dipped marshmallow..."

"Disgusting. And I thought your eating habits were weird."

"Haha. She ate a ham wrapped pickle last night. I personally hate pickles."

"Pickles wrapped in ham? Are you sure she's still human?"

By now Lynda was threatening to choke out Starr. I jumped in front of her like a human shield.

"Babe, I know you're not yourself, you love Starr."

"I'll choke her next time she makes fun of me!"

"No you won't, Starr's good, Starr's your friend."

This is utterly exhausting. I'm constantly having to keep my guard up.

"Fuck off! I fucking hate you!"

She stormed off into our room slamming the door. I couldn't help but sigh... that still hurts when she screams it like that.. I sat on the couch and ran my hands through my hair, my anxiety rising.

"She's putting you through the ringer huh?"

"It's not her fault. I just wasn't expecting it to be this hard.."

I had my hands behind my head, keeping my face down. She sat next to me and put her hand on my knee.

"She's really good for you."

"We've been together for 10 years.. we're not even married..."

"Maybe now's the time to propose. You got the ring right?"