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

eighteen • we still have seven months

Raven's POV

"What kind of crib do you want?" Kelly asks as we walk through the mall.

"I don't know," I answer with a laugh.

The girls had been asking me questions about the baby all day. I know they're excited because I am too, but I still have seven months until Criminal is born.

"Wait, is that a wedding ring?" Kylie practically shouts when she sees me fiddling with it.

"Uh, yea ..."

The girl's mouths all fall open and I wait for the screams.

"Oh my god!" They all shout.

I smile and hold my hand out so they could see the ring. Everyone congratulates me and gives me hugs.

My life was really hectic right now. I sold my house, we're getting rid of our apartment, buying a new house, going on tour, getting married, and having a baby in seven months.

"Wanna look at the baby stores?" Jaime suggests in a questioning tone.

I shrug. "Why not?"

We walk into the first one we see. I was met with pinks, blues, yellows, and whites. Chris and I had decided we'd get half of the babies clothes custom made so it didn't have to stand out so much when it was with us and the guys, but it didn't hurt to look.

"I guess we shouldn't get clothes until it's born and we know the exact size," Kylie points out. "We can look at bottles at toys, though. Or maternity clothes."

Jaime and Kelly look through toys while me and the other girls go to the maternity section. I found one pair of black pants that I liked and a black blouse that was cute, but that's about it. I'd probably get the clothes custom made as well.

We leave the store with the two clothing articles I found. I wouldn't be able to wear them for a few months, but they were nice to have.

We look through Hot Topic and I decide to buy new body jewelry. I get new things for my nose, septum, center labret, and medusa. I had to take my belly button piercings out because my stomach would be stretching soon.

We continue walking through the mall. We also go to Rue 21, Journey's, Spencer's, Bath and Body Works, PINK, and Victoria's Secret. Finally, we stop at the food court to eat.

I order a pretzel because that's what I was craving. We sit down at the biggest booth they have and we all manage to fit.

"Any name ideas?" Ryan-Ashley questions.

I purse my lips. Chris and I hadn't really talked about that yet since it's still so early in the pregnancy. "I like Lilly or Vayda for a girl. Maybe Dylan or Derek for a boy."

Allie nods. "Those are good names."

"Thank you. Are you guys hoping for any gender in particular?"

"Of course I want a girl so we can play dress up and shit," Kylie tells me. "But I'll be happy with a nephew, too."

The girls all agree that a niece would be nice because we can do more girly things with a girl than a boy - not trying to sound unequal or sexist, but I'm not gonna dress up my baby boy like a girl before he's even old enough to understand the difference. I'll always support my child, though, even if they do decide to do things like have a sex change.

"Wanna head out?" Kelly scoops up her trash and looks to everyone.

"Sure, but Chris wants me to stop at Wal-Mart and get almond milk," I notify them.

"Okay, I need to get a couple things too," Allie says.

We leave the mall and squeeze into Kylie's car again. The girls insist that I have the passenger seat so Criminal and I aren't squished.

Everyone finishes quickly at Wal-Mart and we're on our way back to my apartment in no time. I text Chris to let him know I'm on my way home.

We arrive home and I enter the apartment with the girls. I set the bags down and hug Chris.

"Hey, baby," he says. "Want a chicken wing?"

I shake my head. "I just had a pretzel."

"We're gonna get going," Ryan announces.

Soon enough, all of the guys are heading out and we're saying goodbye. The house is empty and I fall back onto the couch.

"What'd you get?"

I turn my head to face Chris and tell him everywhere I went and what I got.

"Wanna model for me?" He gives me a sexy smile and I laugh.

"Sure, let's go."

Don't get mad about the thing with dressing a baby boy up as a girl or whatever ... ugh, I think I was stoned when I wrote this.
     - salem ♡

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