Screw Me Over ✔️

Jessica

What's up folks?! Happy Screwed Saturday/Sinful Sunday if you're already!

Unfortunately, the SMO ladies only have 1 more chapter left after this one.

This means that this is Jess' LAST chapter of the book! I know I know. Let's cry together.

Okay, enough crying because if you know Jess like I do, she's rolling with the punches!

Since these are the girl's last chapters, we're going to just enjoy the chapter and limit ourselves on questions.

Please see the triggers that are in the summary of this book!

Anyway, you may continue! 💜🤫 (Bring a box of tissues and enjoy Jess' last POV! )
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There's something that I haven't truly been honest about lately. Something I didn't want to speak on because I figured it would ruin my wedding. It would change the atmosphere and there were so many people here. If I left, our wedding would have been cancelled and I didn't want to wait to marry my best friend.

That something was that the twins were on their way. The past several weeks have been shit. Multiple back pains and it felt like I was on a very bad period. I've been in so much pain and Jana would ask if I was okay. I couldn't tell her that I was truly in pain because she'd take it way too seriously. I was fine...or so I thought.

Even though I was in so much pain, I couldn't and wouldn't let my pain ruin my wedding. The kids were pushing my damn limits by kicking my stomach tirelessly and pushing up unto my internal parts. They took most of my energy and it had gotten to the point where I couldn't even stand much anymore. I was scared the babies would come out if I did.

After the wedding ceremony, the dinner started and the party began. I'll be honest. I didn't know how to feel about that list Brian accidently announced. I just gave Jana the benefit of the doubt because her dad did pass away and she was just a mixture of emotions. I knew how that felt as she's seen.

She still carried on with the wedding even though he died and that surprised me. It took some guts for her to do that. Had it been me with my uncle, I would have probably broken down and called it off. Her doing the same would have been warranted and, now that I think about it, it would have been better to do so. With the kids coming and her father passing away, it was needed. For both of our sakes.

Now, I regret following her decision.

So, before the dinner even started, the wedding party came out in twos. They were dancing to some party-like song by Mariah Carey and it was cute...but I didn't feel like dancing. Something made me feel like I was about to piss myself.

Once Bryce got behind the booth, he introduced us with our new family name and it made me smile. Didn't take my mind off of my peeking twins, but it made me feel a bit better.

Jana and I came out holding hands with everyone clapping and cheering with genuine smiles on their faces. I won't lie. I couldn't shake what my sleazy mama gave me because this mama's babies would have fell out from my vagina head first. We don't want those problems.

Anyway, my stomach was in knots and my babies continued pushing on it making the feeling a lot worse. A nervous feeling was flowing through my body already and that had a huge effect on my food compactor. Did I really just say that? I really have to stop hanging with Tiff. All of these names are crazy.

All of our friends and family made their special toasts, which took about 30 minutes with Tiff taking up most of the time. Then, everyone went to get their food. Cake wasn't being served until after the dinner. They were serving taquitos (vegan ones for Jana), a variety of fruits and vegetables, cheese dip, and juice or water. Some of the attendees couldn't go to the bar. Wish I could go to the bar right now. I need one hell of a drink.