i'm tired of feeling comatose {raven's song: book two}

fifteen • overload

Raven's POV

Carrying this baby was already a journey. I had puked eight times this morning before going to the ob/gyn.

Chris turned away as the doctor examined me and all that good stuff. I didn't know if I could do this for another eight or so months.

"Okay, would you like to see the baby?" She questions.

Chris and I both nod, so she grabs the ultrasound machine and gel. I squirm as she puts the cold gel on my stomach, but I got used to it quickly.

She points to a speck on the moniter. "That's the baby. You're two months along already. I'm surprised you didn't know earlier."

"Two months?" I must've gotten pregnant the first time Chris and I had sex after my crash.

She nods. "Yup. We can find out the gender in a few weeks, probably by your next appointment, if you guys want. Would you like a couple printed pictures?"

"Yes, please."

Chris smiles at Criminal's picture on the moniter. I can't believe I have a mini Chris inside of me.

My ob/gyn, Dr. Vause, comes back in with the pictures about five minutes later. She instructs me on the do's and don't's of being pregnant and then let's us leave.

I hand one picture to Chris. "Should we give that to your parents? We can even make copies and give one to each of the guys and your brother and sister."

"That's a good idea. We can run to Wal-Mart to make copies, and then go tell my family. My mom wants us over today anyways. She's inviting my aunts and uncles and cousins and shit over."

"Okay, sounds like a plan."

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We ended up making ten copies; one for each of the guys (including Angelo,) one for Chris's mom, dad, brother, and sister, and one for Reggie. I hadn't seen him in awhile, so I planned on visiting him real fast before we left for tour.

God, I felt so overloaded with everything. I'm pregnant, about to sell my house, going on tour in a week for two months, and I'm supposed to take pictures of the guys during shows for my job.

"What if they don't think I'm gonna be a good mom?" I ask worriedly on the way to Chris's parents.

"Birdy, remember that they've known you ever since you were six years old. We've always been friends, and you know that my mom has always secretly wanted me to date you."

I let out a small laugh. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

We pull up to Chris's parent's house and Chris grabs the pictures. In his other hand, he holds mine.

"Raven!" Leigh Ann exclaims once she sees me.

"Hello to you too, mom," Chris mutters.

Leigh Ann hugs me. I hug her tightly, cherishing the moment. I'd missed my second mom.

Jerry, Chris's dad, came up to me next. He wrapped his arms around me as well, but it was a much shorter hug.

Nick smiled. "Wow, I haven't seen you since ..."

"Since I left," I finish for him.

I embrace him. He was tall, like his brother, so I was squished against his chest. Jennifer gave me a hug as well, telling me she'd missed me.

I had never met the rest of Chris's family, except for one aunt who I'm pretty sure died. I was worried, but my fears vanished when Chris grabbed my hand once more and led me into the living room.

"Oh, Christopher!" A lady shouts, standing up to greet him. I saw him cringe at the use of his full name.

I was introduced to everyone. They all seemed to like me, but I didn't know, so I stayed quiet - well, as quiet as I could with all the questions being thrown at me.

How are you healing?

Do you remember everything?

Are you guys gonna get married soon?

I leaned into Chris's side. We were sitting together on the couch. I was munching on a cracker and he was stroking my hair.

"Do you guys ever want kids?" His Aunt Mary asked. She was kind of a stuck up bitch.

"Well, about that ..." Chris trails off, so I finish for him.

"We're pregnant!"

We started saying "we're pregnant" because we're in this together. It takes two to tango, it takes two to make a baby.

Leigh Ann starts crying and wraps her arms around me and Chris. "I finally get a grandchild!"

This brings my hormonal self into tears as well. "It was unexpected, but little Criminal is gonna be here in seven months."

Jerry starts laughing at the temporary name we gave the baby. He pats us both on the shoulder, congratulating us. Everyone tells us how happy they are, even those who still seemed wary of me.

"Here you go, mom," Chris says, handing a picture to his her. "And Nick and Jenny."

Leigh Ann grins at the picture of Criminal. "I'm going to hang this on the fridge, I'll be right back."

I check my phone to see if anyone important texted me. I see that it's already eight o'clock, which might not seem late to you, but I'm an exhausted pregnant lady.

"We should get going," Chris announces, practically reading my mind.

I nod. "It was nice meeting you all."

I step back so people can say goodbye to Chris. His parents and siblings embrace me in more hugs and his mom and sister pat my stomach. I'd be excited, too, if I were them.

Once we get in the car, I tell Chris, "I might fall asleep on the way home. Carry me in, please."

He chuckles. "Always. I love you."

"I love you, too. Say 'I love you, daddy,'" I tell Criminal.

"Now I'll have two people calling me daddy."

"Christopher Thomas Cerulli!" I exclaim, falling into a fit of laughter.

I finally had a real family. A loving boyfriend and a baby on the way. My life was taking a turn for the better.

I have really bad OCD right now.
     - salem ♡

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