❛ i carry your heart with me,
i am never without it.
here is the deepest secret nobody knows,
here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life, which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide...
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LENNON WAS SICK OF BEING PREGNANT, it was the third day of April and she was a week past her due date. Most of her time was spent crying, eating, or discovering new things to paint on her tummy. And luckily Jake had allowed her to move into his apartment, thought it was something the two of them never truly discussed. Having him there for her the last four months proved to be the best decision Lennon had made in a while.
After Heath's accident things had changed, drastically. He recovered from his rehab program, where he stayed for nearly two months after being discharged from the hospital. The last time Lennon saw him was the day she dropped him off at the center; they hadn't spoken since. Or at least she hadn't tried speaking to Heath. He called her from rehab a few times, left a few voicemails, but gave up by the third week. Once he was released and allowed to freely return to their once shared apartment he was quick to try calling her again, but to no avail there wasn't a response.
Knowing the process of rehab was a tough feat for Heath to achieve, Jake remained impartial. He made sure to call the Aussie when he was free from Lennon, updating him on the baby and making sure he himself was doing okay. Jake even made sure he was the one discharging Heath when the time had come back in March. As much as he had begged Jake to see Lennon that day, he remained stern knowing her feelings. She didn't want to see him.
Having to run back and forth from Heath's apartment to Lennon over at his was beginning to drain Jake. Sometimes the two of them would call his phone so frequently that it would turn off from overheating. It was no wonder they were perfect for one another, they were both so clingy.
"Be-lieve me Lennon, I'm fucking fed up with this too." Jake sighed heavily as he cut the plastic off a third tub of Oreo ice cream.
"Maybe we can try some of the stuff like they did for Rachel when she was pregnant, ya' know? Like on friends–"
"Noooo, really? I thought you were talking about your next door neighbor, Rachel." Lennon rolled her eyes and grabbed the tub of ice cream from Jake's hands when he took too long to peel off the plastic.
He pinched the bridge of his nose trying his best to not go off on his pregnant friend, "you know you could be nicer to me, I mean after all I'm the one who has been supporting you no matter how mean you are–"
The two both froze when the sound of liquid hitting the hardwood floor rang through the air. Lennon's eyes widened as she stared down at her leggings that were soaking.
"Oh my god, did I just pee my pants?" Lennon stared at Jake in confusion, lightly tapping the stain and bringing her fingers towards her nose.
"No you freak, your water just broke, we have to go to the hospital!" Jake rose his hands in the air at a loss for words. "I'll go get the hospital bag, stay right here and call your doctor let her know we're heading to the hospital right now."
