Heaven

Chapter 37

Needless to say, maternity shopping is one of those experiences that you think will just be a normal trip, but then you realize you'll need a whole month of clothes, and while stealing your husbands sweatpants is always fun, I hate sweatpants. They make me feel fat, but I know that Kitty loves them, practically lives in them for God's sakes.

I'm already showing a little bit, but nothing too bad, so that's good. Then again, I also don't have any more morning sickness and three children in my uterus, so, you know, it's clearly not a great thing.

Luckily, Santana ended up agreeing to come shipping with us, so we go to the mall with me in my red sweater and red and black plaid skirt and her in one of her standard tight dresses, this one cheetah print, with matching heels.

"Okay, so you can't fight anyone at the mall, Santana. And no screaming," I remind her jokingly, considering the way she died.

She rolls her eyes, "Chill, dwarf, I don't plan on doing anything too terrible here, even to Kitty. I will be civilized and respectful."

We walk into the maternity store laughing about old times. God, it's so weird I'm old enough to use the term "old times." I don't like that. "Rach!" Marley waves me over to where the girls are, the area for pants. Of course, the pants are actually really cute. Ugh, I'm going to have no money after this. "Santana! Hi!"

Kitty immediately raises her eyebrow, "Santana?"

"Santana Lopez, good to see you again, Kitty. Marley, hey, I bet you're fighting Jake, aren't you? Him trying to get with you and you just saying that you're too good for him." Santana and Marley have an incredible bond, have since Marley was a sophmore.

We all chuckle at that, forgetting that she doesn't know they're married yet. "Actually, we got married eight months ago. We're still in the honeymoon phase, though, and clearly, I'm pregnant, so that'll tell you about the reason our last relationship didn't work," Marley chuckles.

"What?" I ask, confused. I never heard about their breakup in high school, I just assumed it was a stupid high school breakup. Glee club had a lot of infidelity, and drama, and breakups. It was confusing; I'm sure that if we were a reality show, it would've done very well.

Marley frowns, "In high school, Jake was a tiny version of his brother, but less likely to jail. He would flirt with anything in a skirt, and sleep with all of them that he could. Then, we started talking at about the time I was going out on a date with Ryder, and he stopped doing that. Flirting with me, making me feel like the most special girl in the world, so we dated. And then he cheated on me when, after about a year, I still didn't want to have sex. We were fighting, and he cheated on me with some Cheerio, Bree. She told me, and we broke up."

"Yeah, that was dramatic as fuck. They were the Finchel of their generation of Glee club," Kitty summarizes. "I'd like it to be known I did nut punch him."

With that, we started shopping. I got everything I liked, we discussed our husbands or wife, basically being normal us.

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It's Friday.

Later loves,

~Ry