The Preachers Daughter

Chapter Twenty-Five

"I don't see how my mom did this shit", I said while waddling to the couch in the living room. Zy'Air was literally always in my face about staying home, making it impossible to leave for these few months. Eventually, I just stopped trying. It had been a while since I had a stress-free break anyway. Come to to think of it, I haven't been stress-free since before my parents had that fight. Every day since has been a nightmare. With my due date being six weeks away, it was nice to kick my swollen ass feet up and feed my growing child.

It was weird seeing myself with a pregnant belly. Even when I was pregnant the first time I never actually sat and imagined my pregnancy life or even after the baby would have been born. I'm sure it was because Zy'Air took that joy away. I was trying my best to not bring that up to him everytime I would see him happy rubbinh my belly or talking to the baby. I just didn't understand how he could be so excited now but was so quite to put me under the knife before.

I left things in the hands of Aston. He was the only one I could fully trust would handle things the way I would. I can't lie and say it hasn't still been nerve wrecking to be the last one to know what's going on within your crew. However, every time I try to do even a tad bit more, Zy'Air and even Melody, have been fussing at me. Most I do is collect the money and divide it up between everyone. Aston had to be the one to meet up with Levon to get product and from what Gino has told me, he wasn't happy about it. Something about him wanting to keep his identity between us. I haven't told him that I knew he was involved with my parents or even who my parents were. And for the sake of my child, I might keep it that way. At least until I find out more information.

The microwave beeped leeting me know my cup noodles were ready. Whoever said cravings during pregnancy are crazy was absolutely the fuck right. I'd never even eaten cup noodles before this point but that's all I've been wanting. Aston fusses at me telling me they're not good for the baby and that I should listen to the nutritionist but fuck both of them.

I opened the microwave and took out the noodles, stirring them around with my fork. I suddenly felt pressure building in my pelvis, making me stop. I tried to breathe my way through it, thinking it was just a pregnancy effect and I'll be fine but the pressure continue to grow. I felt liquid trickling down my leg and I looked down and noticed the blood. My heart sped up as I began to panic. I looked around for my phone to call Zy'Air and noticed it on the couch. I know he was at the grocery store for me and the closest store was ten minutes away but I needed him. I didn't want to lose this baby. I mentally can't take it. I tried walking over to the couch but the pain was becoming too strong. My vision was beginning to get blurry but I kept pushing myself towards the couch. My knees began to wobble and then my legs gave out and I was sure I was about to hit my head on the marble floors. I instead fell into strong arms.

"I got you, Zoy."

I looked up and tried to focus on the face of the person who just saved my life. I scrunched up my face in confusuon.

"Andrew?" 

              
  
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I blinked my eyes a few times as I slowly opened them. I looked around and saw I was in a hospital room then all the memories came flooding back. I was rushed to the hospital and according to the doctors I'm glad I was. They told me my placenta detached from my womb which explained my bleeding. Apparently the fluid around the baby was low so they thought it would be best to just deliver the baby early. The entire time I was nervous and terrified. I didn't want my baby to die but I didn't want them outside of my stomach before they were supposed to either. So many complications can occur with premature labor and I didn't want to lose a baby I didn't even get a chance to love yet. They had to do a c-section so I was still sort of doped up on pain meds. They told me the baby had to be in the NICU until they were fully developed. I shook my head as a slow tear escaped my eye because all I wanted to do right now was hold them.