Before [D.D]

10

(3 weeks later)

Yet again a normal day, I opened my eyes and walked to my living room. Daryl laying on the couch watching TV, and Heather cooking bacon. mm mm bacon. I walked in the room and got a wave of nausea. I rushed to the toilet, and threw up. Heather soon came rushing in, holding my hair up. When I was done puking, I smelt the bacon again and then threw up yet again. Heather shut the door and sprayed her perfume so it coated the smell of bacon. I finally stopped puking and layed on the floor, Jesus my stomach hurt. It hurt so bad I couldn't move or talk.....the pain was to much I passed out. 

beep.....beep.....beep...

What the hell is that noise?! I cracked my eye pen and I was in a hospital AGAIN. 

"Get me the hell outta here!" I yelled, I hate hospitals. I started ripping the stuff off my arms and throwing them on the floor, BEEEEEEEPPPPP. the doctors came rushing in along with Daryl,"The hell you doing?" he snapped.

"getting the fuc* outta here!" I said standing up, then falling over in pain.

"Miss please lay down, we have to tell you something." I nurse mumbled grabbing my shoulder.

"Tell me what?" I snapped. 

"Vi. Calm down. Lay down. You're gonna pass out again." Daryl said walking to me.

"Wheres Heather?" I mumbled.

"With Blake." Daryl mumbled,"Now lay down." he commanded. I finally gave in and sat down.  

"Okay miss, this may be shocking..." the nurse calmly stated.

"I'll say it." Daryl whispered,"We are expecting a baby."  

My eyes shot open,"Baby?" I mumbled looking at my stomach.

"Miss, your friend told us what you were experiencing so we ran some tests and it came back positive." she joyfully said.

"Baby?" I asked. "A freaking baby..." I started to cry.

"Vi, its gonna be okay." Daryl cooed.

"I know." I smiled,"A baby." I muttered. 

(days later)

I layed in bed most of the time, just rubbing my stomach. Daryl had to be the one in charge, hes so motherly.

Hes worse than Blake, and Blake don't leave my side. Heather has been visiting Merle, I think she told him that im pregnant, and I've thought of some names... 

if its a girl, Ryan or Leland, for a boy, Hunter or Sebastian.

Just saying I don't care what Daryl has to say because he isn't gonna carry this baby for 9 months and go threw labor... 

LABOR? hmm I looked up labor videos, it started to scare me. I didn't know what to do.... 

"Hey babe." Daryl kissed my head, laying down next to me and Blake. 

"Dare I'm scared.." I confessed.

"I know. It's gonna be fine." he pulled me close.

"What if I don't make it?" I started to tear up. He stood up,"Think of the good, think of how it will cry at night,think of how it will look like us." he smiled. I stood up next to him,"yeah." I smiled.

*week later* 

It's been a whole month since I found out I was preggers. Daryl and  have agreed on one solid name for boy or girl. We picked Ryan and Sebastian. Merle gets out in 2 more months, its weird to say, but I miss him. Daryl makes calls to him, here and there. then there's Heather, she barley leaves home anymore. I think her and Merle had a fight. She hasn't visited him in a long time, or came out of her room for more than 10 minutes. My nausea hasn't changed much, I found out I cant eat bacon :(...... or pizza. 
I'm addicted to wip cream, I gotta have one with me. Daryl doesn't understand! Oh before I forget I got flowers, it was from sheriff grimes. I guess he found out from Heather, and Merle.  It was weird, like really weird. 
I opened my cool wip bottle and strayed it in my mouth, it tasted so good. 

RINGGGGGG...

I walked to the house phone (***)756-9682 who is this? 

"Hello?" I answered.

"Yes umm hello, is Violet there?" 

"This is her." I said hesitantly.

"Oh this is Ryan.  Can I stop by?" my heart stopped. Ryan? As in my sister?

"umm yeah, you in the neighborhood?" I asked.

"Yeah, I wanted to see you. Same address?" She beamed threw the phone.

"Yes." And with that she hung up. what the hell just happened? My sister is coming over? To see me? Last words we said to each other was I hope you die, I hate you..... I think its time for me to accept what happened. she blamed me for Jacobs death, she was the one who adored him. Yet at his funeral she made a fuss and I was forced to leave. I heard a knock at the door, I ran to the bedroom,"Ryan here. Be nice." I mutter to Daryl who grunted, then I went to Heather's room,"Be nice, Ryan here." I yelled, then I ran to the main door, and opened it. Holly shiz she looked horrid.

"You're married?!" She yelled, picking up my hand.

"And pregnant." I added. 

"Pregnant?!" she yelled really loud.

"SHUT UP!" Heather screamed and then a door slammed.

"Whats with the yelling?" Daryl asked walking out with his sexy morning look, and voice. I heard Ryan purr.

"Don't even think bout it, my husband." I emphasized the don't. Dhe looked disappointed, but who cares. soon she asked me to go outside with her.

"Okay, get to the point. I know your not here for chit-chat" I snapped. 

"I want Jacobs thing" she snapped back.

"well your not getting them!" I yelled in her face. she raised her hand to punch me,"Go head hit me what the worst you can do?" I taunted.

"I'll kill that baby." she smiled swinging at me, I laughed.

"I may be preggers, but I still got the skills." 

"That's why you was a mistake." she snarled, swinging again, this time at my face. 

"At least I wasn't messed up," I said blocking it,"Unlike you!" I yelled punching her in her face which made her fall,"Ima give you two options, leave, or let you get you face beat in my your younger pregnant sister." I snapped. she got up and ran to her car,"I'll be back!" she yelled before pulling out. 

I walked inside,"how did it go?" Daryl asked.

"Good" I smiled.

"Liar." he said sitting me down at the table, and wiping the dirt off my face.

I take it back, I don't want any family back.