Chapter Ten: Stress

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by Maksyl18

by Maksyl18

Chapter 10
Stress
The first month was hell for Meryl. The constant morning sickness was both disgusting and inconvenient. Though Maks was very supportive and always there, Meryl knew there wasn't much he could do to help her and it was almost like being alone. He had no idea what it felt like to go through this. Meryl even refused to kiss Maks during the first month because her mouth always tasted like puke and she couldn't imagine how nasty her breath smelt. She didn't want to give Maks gross vomit tasting kisses, she wanted to give him luxurious flavor filled kisses that he would enjoy. Maks must of sensed why Meryl was withdrawing from kissing him so he would steal a kiss when she least expected it. And when she would protest, Maks would say
"Meryl please. Your killing me I need to kiss you to survive." That got her every time and she gave in. Sometimes Meryl thought things were going so fast but she would never admit that to Maks. She knew she loved him but with the baby and all the planning for the wedding in two months , Meryl just needed more time. She was afraid that one day she was just going to snap and ruin everything. She came close to snapping one day , but thankfully Maks pulled her through. It was the first day of the second month of pregnancy for Meryl. She was woken up by the same irritating sickness she has had so many times in the past month. Meryl ran to the bathroom and threw up. But when she sat on the cold tile floor she just broke down into tears. Maks walked in and put his arms around Meryl. She pushed out of his grasp.
"No, Maks I c-can't do it anymore!" she sobbed " and its only going to get worse! Maks you cant help me through this. You can just watch and wait for me to demand for you to get me the food I'm craving. This..." Meryl pointed at the toilet "this is gross. And I'm tired of it! I smell like puke all day no matter what I do! I taste it too. And worst of all I cant even kiss you when I want to because I'm so gross and a mess!" Maks looked sad
"Meryl, how many times do I have to say it? I love you. I know this is extremely hard for you so you shouldn't care about what I think. And you should never think that I would ever see you as gross or a mess. All I see is a beautiful women that I get to spend the rest of my life loving and caring for. A women who is not only becoming my wife but who is holding my child in her belly. I know this is hard but I am with you all the way. I will never leave you, not now not ever." Maks came over to Meryl, took her into his arms, and kissed her, trying to prove how much he loved her with only his lips. It worked, Meryl finally calmed down and knew that as long as Maks was by her side she had nothing to worry about because he loved her no matter how messed up she became. Maks would always be there to wipe her tears and comfort her through whatever bad times were to come. Although for now, the baby wasn't even the worst of their problems. They had to plan an entire wedding in two months. With a lot of help from Maks' family and Meryl's parents they were managing. They had a church now, a hall was booked, Maks' grandmother and Val volunteered to decorate, and invitations were sent. They still had to get Meryl a dress, which Maks himself would design, pick a cake, food for the reception, seating charts, music, and get together the bridesmaids dresses. So much still had to be done with such little time. Whenever Meryl mentioned it, Maks said everything was being taking care of. He also didn't fail to mention how amazing his design was coming and that it would be the best dress Meryl has ever seen. Meryl didn't doubt that, Maks was the one who designed her outfits for dancing with the stars and they always came out stunning. She knew Maks wouldn't send her in anything less than perfect. One day when discussing the wedding something popped into Meryl's superstitious mind.
"You cant design the dress." Meryl said to Maks. Maks was taken completely off guard and just blinked.
"Why would you say that Meryl?" He asked a little hurt
"Because it's bad luck for the groom to see the dress before the wedding!" Meryl cried, and Maks actually laughed!
"Meryl I didn't think you were the superstitious type!" He said through his laughter.
"Well I am and I don't want any trace of bad luck on our marriage." She said
"Meryl we are meant to be together I can feel it. Nothing bad will happen to us just because I design your soon to be gorgeous wedding dress. Believe me I will fight the bad luck away with my awesome dress designing skills and will forever be known as the one exception to such a myth." Maks said as he circled his arms around Meryl and kissed her passionately. "Do you trust me?" Maks asked.
Meryl could feel her smile reach from one eye to the other.
"I do."