chapter 18

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(Demi's pov)

I laid down, thoughts were running through my mind about joe and the baby and how we could possibly raise this child. he promised me he would come back from Afgan. but that wasn't indefinite.

I can't stress enough about this. this was NOT how our future was supposed to go. he was supposed to go to college, I was supposed to get signed. and now we both fucked it up by having a baby.

I tried to think positively. maybe this baby was a blessing in disguise. For all we knew, i may like being a mom. and it may not matter to be in 9 months.

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i felt something in my stomach turn and I hopped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. I immediently started blowing chunks everywhere. I felt someone grab my hair and pull it back gently. it was joe.

he rubbed my back as I let out all the morning sickness I could. as soon as i was done i flushed the toilet and got up. "I honestly wonder why they call it morning sickness when it happens at any time." i said wiping my mouth and standing up.

I went to the sink and grabbed my tooth brush. I put tooth paste on it and stuck it in my mouth.

"dem. it's ok. when he or she gets here it'll all be quern it." he told me kissing the back of my neck.

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the next morning i walked into work with my guitar and a smile. I knew I had to tell my boss about a baby being on board.

hopefully I could keep my job.
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